Twenty minutes later, Feng Yao hung up the phone, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"So how did it go?"
"Now I know who the hacker behind him is. I was baffled—the other side could even tamper with surveillance footage without anyone in the Scorching Sun Department noticing."
Damn it, it was someone from the Scorching Sun Department all along!
The people who caught him and the ones who helped him escape,
even the person who handed him the Wooden Armor Mask—
every single one of them was from the Scorching Sun Department!"
"Uh..." Wen Yan was dumbfounded on the spot. He never imagined the whole crew were moles.
"I did everything possible—I made them wear noise-canceling earmuffs, and nobody was allowed to approach until he was fully unconscious."
And even so, it still blew up in our faces.
