"How could live bait meant to provoke a Greater Ghost's ferocity end up being protected by it? Those useless idiots at the Mystery Analysis Institute are getting worse by the day." A cold gleam flashed in Jingtuo God's eyes. "They've spent too long sitting safely behind the lines. Their brains have gone dull, and all they can do is think in terms of rules and dogma."
His two subordinates did not dare say a word. The Mystery Analysis Institute wielded immense power. Only Jingtuo God, a fellow Mystery Analyst, dared insult them.
"That boy can't have gotten far. Pull the surveillance footage from the surrounding area. I want him brought back!"
"Yes!"
"The area where he lived was very close to Situ An's office. Situ An kept him together with a Greater Ghost. Maybe he was using it to conceal something about the boy. The so-called live bait and serial number were just there to mislead outsiders." Jingtuo God had barely finished issuing his orders when the White Ring on his wrist, which marked him as a Mystery Analyst, suddenly vibrated.
After glancing at the information displayed on the White Ring, Jingtuo God's expression darkened further. "Our guests are here. We'll head downstairs first. Clean up the emergency stairwell before I return. I don't want to see a single trace of blood."
Back on the first floor, Hanhai's Investigators and staff stood out of the way at the edges of the lobby. A squad of Security personnel in black uniforms and Blood Rings stood in the center.
They were like silent killing machines. Not one spoke. They were numb and cold, as though they had lost every trace of human emotion.
When Jingtuo God stepped out of the elevator, every member of Security turned his head. Their gazes were thick