"Miss Mansfield! There's progress on a project in the northwest!"
An excited voice came from the phone.
Amy Mansfield was slightly taken aback, "Which project?"
"It's the large smuggling case in Lanel, wasn't it stuck at a bottleneck? Our informant was discovered and had to retreat two months ago, so we couldn't arrange new personnel for a while." The voice was elated, "Just now, someone reached out to me and said they have a way to get some critical clues."
Amy Mansfield frowned, "Who is that person, are they reliable?"
"Quite reliable. A local gangster, quite famous in Lanel. We've been wanting to get him involved, but he's tough and didn't want to contact us or get involved in this kind of thing."
"Why did he suddenly change his mind?" Amy Mansfield had her doubts.
The person on the other end was puzzled, "Wasn't it the Hall Master who communicated with him?"
"Huh?"
