"It's not necessary to speak so harshly. We won't make any edits to the phone's content; we just want to know what she's planning to explain to Pei Yan so that we can prepare in advance!" Listening to Jiang Donghu, Yuan Shaoqing leaned forward and smiled as he persuaded. Now, with Mei Simiao, who was responsible for intelligence, severely injured and unconscious, he had to take over his work temporarily.
Jiang Donghu shifted his body, covering his wound with one hand and pressing the phone on the table with the other, responding resolutely: "I'm sorry, I can't comply. A promise is a promise!"
"Jiang Donghu! Don't forget that you're a soldier! A soldier's duty is to obey orders! I order you to hand over the phone now!" Captain Dong, observing others in the investigation office growing increasingly displeased, had no choice but to protect his old subordinate by slamming the table and commanding loudly.
