The sudden voice startled both Lin Rui and Qin Huan.
The two women turned around instantly to find the third in command of the Special Ninth Bureau, Zhang Tianzhi, staring wide-eyed at the monitor with surprise and joy.
Why surprise and joy?
His voice came out again:
"Great, that old fellow faked his death! Since he's not dead, what's the point of holding a meeting?"
"I'll go tell the boss the good news right away!"
With that, Zhang Tianzhi turned around, ready to run.
But Qin Huan and Lin Rui reacted quickly.
Each grabbed one of Zhang Tianzhi's arms:
"Leader! Calm down! Calm down, leader!"
"The old guy you mentioned is dead, he really is dead, leader, calm down."
Oh boy, how does Zhang Tianzhi always see things as they are!
Even if it's truly dead or not, this is obviously just fake living!
Please don't cause the leadership any more trouble.
"What's up? What are you saying?" Zhang Tianzhi was very puzzled by the two women's interruptions:
