"Headquarters... Why would Headquarters suddenly send someone to see me?" Pei Xianjue forced herself to stay calm and kept smiling. "Captain, do you know what they want to talk to me about? I can prepare in advance."
Shen Mu shook his head, seeming unable to say much.
He reached out and gently patted Pei Xianjue on the shoulder, saying pointedly, "They're waiting for you in the conference room on the sixth floor. Perform well. This might be your opportunity."
An opportunity?
Pei Xianjue was filled with doubt. From Captain Shen's words, it seemed Headquarters' summons had nothing to do with Feng Ling.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, straightened her clothes, and headed for the conference room.
She had assumed the meeting would be one-on-one, or perhaps two-on-one. But when she pushed open the conference room door, she found no fewer than six people seated inside.
Pei Xianjue paused, then calmly closed the door behind her. She had a feeling—this was probably not an ordinary meeting, but more like an interview.
Baozi's call with Pei Xianjue was suddenly cut off. Before it disconnected, he heard her call out to Captain Shen and guessed she had official business to handle, so he did not disturb her further.
Still, he felt uneasy. Staying in Central Tower seemed suspicious, but without Pei Xianjue's word, he did not dare leave just like that.
The two Observers who had arrived were like ticking bombs, making the atmosphere delicate. Li Qing and Huangfu Miaomiao both kept their doors shut, while Baozi felt cramped and anxious living there.
This situation lasted for three full days.
The Observers were remarkably patient. Even after not seeing Feng Ling for three days, they remained unhurried. Every day, they observed the Contaminants in Central Tower at fixed times,