Police station.
Zhuge Qingyun and Cao Mingyu sat in the conference room, and Director Ouyang was staring at them intently, asking, "Is there still no progress on this matter?"
"No results at all."
Zhuge Qingyun shook his head helplessly and let out a sigh. In the past few days, he thought he might find some clues, but now he dared not be sure anymore.
"How could this be?"
Director Ouyang was somewhat surprised, took a sharp breath, and said, "Are we just going to let this thing run amok?"
"Not entirely."
Zhuge Qingyun knew anyway that he was no match for this ghostly creature, but just because he wasn't didn't mean others weren't, right? He took a deep breath and said, "My abilities are still not sufficient, it seems. I can't make out anything."
"Your abilities are not sufficient?"
Director Ouyang's face was filled with shock as he stared at Zhuge Qingyun, "You're at the level of a Vice Chairman, and even you are not its match?"