As Monte sat restlessly in the hospital ward.
Having stepped outside, James hesitated for a moment but still dialed the number on his phone.
The call, answered after just a few seconds, carried Chu Feng's indifferent voice.
"James? Is something wrong?"
"Over here, there seem to be traces of a devil..."
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"Director, the survivor from yesterday's accident died in the hospital!"
"That's the hospital's business. What does it have to do with us?"
Upon hearing this, Sergeant Bulson wished he could storm back to the station and shove this pig-headed Director back where he came from.
"Mr. Director, this isn't the first case. To my knowledge, there have already been at least a hundred survivors of various accidents who later died in all sorts of other accidents!"
"Shouldn't we do something?"
There was a pause on the other end of the line. Just as Bulson thought the man might have had a change of heart, another sentence came through that sent rage coursing through him.
