บท 343: Chapter 291: Killing Someone with a Borrowed Knife

Just as Song Heping and Yousuf left, behind the window of the second floor of the office building, Thomas glared at the two figures until the Lincoln bulletproof car left the parking lot and disappeared into the vast night.

He turned and returned to Simon's office, where the latter was sitting in his chair, holding several darts and throwing them at a foam target hung on the filing cabinet.

Thud—

The last dart struck accurately in the red heart of the target.

Simon let out a long sigh as if expelling all his frustrations.

He turned to look at Thomas and asked, "They left?"

Thomas nodded, "They did."

Simon asked again, "All released?"

Thomas nodded again, "All released."

After a pause, he asked with a hint of reluctance, "SIR, are we really letting them go just like that?"

Simon walked to the target and began pulling out the darts one by one.