Chapter 1185: Recognition
Kendall's fingers lightly tapped the tabletop.
She had originally been speculating whether it would be Office No. 2 or Office 7 that actually attended this afternoon's meeting. When dealing with Offices 2 through 6, it was usually like this: an otherwise unidentified person in charge appeared to liaise with them.
Only special task forces formed by Office 7 would draw Quicksilver Needles from various places to advance a project together. Kendall had answered Office 7's summons many times in the past, taking part as a consultant or investigator in complex assignments closely tied to the Habitable Zone.
Therefore, when liaising with Office 7, there was usually more than one person attending remotely by projection.
Kendall pondered this. Over the past two years, headquarters seemed to have rarely deployed the Special Operations Bureau for anything.
"It has been a long time, Ms. Hesta. This should be our first formal meeting since the Tan Yi assassin case in District 3," the person in charge said, their voice carrying a faint static crackle. "You appear to have recovered well. Office No. 2 is pleased for you."
Hesta silently watched the square waterfall-like stream of light before her without responding. In the past, she had usually communicated with Office No. 2 through emails and messages, with the occasional voice call. She had rarely felt that the person on the other end of the signal was some clerk or superior familiar with her, because Office No. 2 never issued documents or orders bearing any particular signature, and their voices were likewise all indistinguishable from one another. Many years ago, Hesta had secretly suspected that this meant Office Number Two had a staff member specifically assigned to liaise with her. Only later did she gradually realize that it could only mean all their