A little over half an hour later, Chen Chuan walked out of Wuyi Academy. The plaza outside was filled with Processing Bureau vehicles and personnel. When they saw him, they saluted one after another.
Every member of the Processing Bureau on site would now be bound by strict protocols. All their external communications and actions would be monitored by An Shield. Any violation would result in immediate and severe punishment, ensuring no details of the incident would leak in the next few hours.
He planned to return to the Processing Bureau first and use the time to get to the bottom of the matter.
An orderly opened the door to his official car. Before getting in, he glanced back at the Profound Palace Building. The rooftop was empty; the red figure from before was nowhere to be seen. But the red scarf she had worn was now fluttering around his own neck.
He turned away and got into the car. The door shut, and the convoy set off, heading for the Processing Bureau.
