Although Looker wanted to figure out Team Galactic's next move as soon as possible, he remained utterly confused after gesturing over the map for ages.
Tossing his pen aside, he sighed deeply. "Ah, I really don't know how they're going to use that Red Chain next."
He rubbed his head and wanted a cigarette, but remembering that there were two ladies present, he suppressed the urge.
Fortunately, he wasn't much of a smoker and hardly ever smoked ordinarily. Only when he genuinely ran into difficulties would he smoke one to clear his head and ease his fatigue.
With no other choice, he turned to those present for help. "Xia You, Miss Shelly, Miss Courtney, do you have any ideas?"
Naturally, Shelly and Courtney had no leads.
Although they had already sent people to infiltrate Team Galactic, their low ranks and limited seniority meant they were merely peripheral members. Finding bases or locating hostages was manageable, but how could they possibly obtain core intelligence in such a short time?
Xia You glanced at the map on the table.
It was an advanced police map, marked with many things civilian maps didn't show, such as various important facilities. At the moment, though, it was covered in tangled lines, much like Looker's thoughts, completely missing the point.
He decided to point Looker in the right direction after all.
For one thing, Looker was indeed his friend. Having seen him get chewed out by his superior, he wanted to give him a hand.
For another, he had nothing else to do anyway. There was still some time before the Conference began, making this the perfect opportunity to deal with Team Galactic once and for all and spare himself any future worries.
With that thought, he tapped three places on the map.
"Seeing as you're