Just as Fang ping and Jin yuhuai were conversing with each other, each with their own ulterior motives ...
On earth.
It was already late at night on the 3rd of November.
The Ministry of Education.
As usual, old Zhang hardly went home. He worked here day and night.
If there were no important matters, the Ministry of Education was his home, and he would not leave easily.
The red phone on the table rang.
Zhang Tao waved his hand and the phone flew up. Someone quickly said,""Minister, there's a problem."
"Speak," he said.
"Jin yuhuai has left Dongwu catacombs! "We don't know where he went. We've contacted him many times in secret, but there was no response. Last time, he said that he might be going to the restricted area. Minister, I suspect that he has already left ..."