There was a sense of caution in the atmosphere.
The state police pointed at John and said.
"This is self-defense, Lieutenant Colonel, as long as it doesn't move, I won't take any further action."
His voice was extremely hoarse, as if his original vocal organs had been severely damaged, and he had to rely on an auxiliary voice device to communicate.
His tone was flat.
There was a semi-mechanical pallor to it.
The state police didn't want the negotiation content to be leaked out, so he followed Eden into the Harbor Company building alone.
The conversation was arranged in a room without electronic devices, with only four participants:
John, Tinfoil, Eden, and the state police.
A plain wooden long table.
Conference chairs with metal tube backrests.
"Long time no see, Lieutenant Colonel."
The state police adjusted his sitting posture.
"First, I apologize for this disturbance, then, I hope to take it away peacefully."
