As Luo An spoke, a barely perceptible cold glint passed through Lawrence's unchanging eyes, while Hunter holding the wine glass slightly trembled, his eyes subconsciously shifting towards Lawrence.
Seeing Hunter's action, and feeling the cold hatred for himself that was lukewarm but unmistakably cold towards Lawrence, Luo An's lips slightly twitched, as if he had gained something unexpected.
However, Hunter wasn't important now; Lawrence was the key.
"I'm sorry, Deputy Group Leader Greenwood."
The air in the living room quieted for a few seconds, with Lawrence putting down his wine glass and shaking his head:
"I can't hear..."
"Rooney Gene!"
Before Lawrence could finish his sentence, Luo An shouted out a name, one of the ten suspects previously investigated by Group Leader Owen.
Seeing Lawrence merely slightly startled with no other change, Luo An continued speaking without pause, staring at his face and rapidly calling out the names of the other nine suspects.
