Once, I wanted to be a good person

Seeing that Han Kaiwei was not playing by the rules, Fang Ze was stunned for a second.

However, he had already planned everything. How could he let Han Kaiwei escape?

Therefore, he shamelessly ran a few steps and leaned over again. He even said in a friendly manner, "Brother Han, are you going to the meeting? You're going in the opposite direction."

Seeing that the other party was so enthusiastic, Han Kaiwei couldn't continue to pretend not to see him. Therefore, he could only raise his head and squeeze out a fake smile. In his usual sloppy voice, he said, "Hehe, is that so? Oh… I do seem to have gone the wrong way."

Although Han Kaiwei did not like the criminal in front of him, he still had to cooperate with everyone if he wanted to survive in the Investigation Department.

Therefore, after saying this, Han Kaiwei asked casually as he walked back to the right path, "What's wrong? Little Fang, why are you looking for me?"

Seeing that Han Kaiwei had finally fallen into the trap, Fang Ze was relieved.

He followed the plan and said with a smile, "Actually, it's nothing much. It's just that I haven't gained much these few days and I'm a little anxious. So I wanted to ask if Brother Han has gained anything."

Upon hearing this, Han Kaiwei couldn't help but look at Fang Ze strangely.

Although he knew that this was the result of the brainwashing from the task force, when he saw a criminal working so hard to collect evidence of his crimes, he could not help but feel that the other party was very… retarded.

Then, the thought that he was actually competing with a retard instantly made him feel even more retarded.

Therefore, he also calmed down. He narrowed his eyes and said nonchalantly, "My gains? I didn't find much."

Hearing Han Kaiwei's words, Fang Ze snorted and said in distress, "Looks like no one found anything this week."

"I've had a particularly miserable haul this week."

"All that was found was the ashes of some dead birds that had been burned."

"I found some flying insects in a strange state."

"I analyzed the existence of a fourth Awakened."

"In fact, I even analyzed the abilities of the fourth Awakened."

"It's just…"

Han Kaiwei almost choked on his saliva as he listened to Fang Ze's words.

He patted his chest and coughed a few times to calm himself. Then, he looked at Fang Ze, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Was he showing off? Was he really showing off?

Han Kaiwei had just suspected that he had an ordinary relationship with this criminal in front of him. Furthermore, there had been some conflict because of the surveillance yesterday. Why was the other party chatting with him?

Now he understood.

The other party probably didn't like him because of what happened yesterday.

Therefore, he came to the meeting to show off and anger him.

However… Wasn't it a little silly to show these off to him?

He was a criminal. Would Han Kaiwei be angry if he showed off by showing how much incriminating evidence he had found?

He would only feel that it was ridiculous.

In that instant, he suddenly found his colleague's pleasure.

It turned out that bullying a fool was such an interesting thing.

It was no wonder his colleagues liked to play with this fool.

Therefore, he could not help but be in the mood to play along with this fool.

Seeing the fool in front of him showing off how he found clues and analyzed the evidence, Han Kaiwei's mood became extremely beautiful.

He could barely keep the smile off his face.

"Go on, tell me. When the truth comes out, you'll know how stupid you are…"

At this moment, Fang Ze was also chatting very happily.

Looking at the uncontrollable smile on Agent Han's face, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Laugh, laugh. When you know why I've told you so much, you'll know how naive you are…"

Just like that, the two of them, each with their own agenda, walked and chatted all the way to the meeting room.

They looked at each other in the meeting room, wiped the "sincere" smiles from their faces, and nodded ever so slightly. Then, they each took their "victory" and returned to their seats.

They went to their seats and sat down. Fang Ze smiled and looked down as he sorted through his folders.

In the folder, there was the report he had written last night, as well as the precious artifact, the Magazine, that he had obtained last night.

He put the things away to avoid social embarrassment. Then, Fang Ze watched quietly as the seats of the meeting room were filled one by one.

Since Fang Ze was the first few people to reach the meeting room, he saw almost every agent.

For example, he saw a senior agent, Shan Hui, who was in his fifties and was the most senior member of the task force. He always had droopy eyelids, with tucked-in sleeves and a thermos in his hand. He constantly kept a low profile.

Fang Ze also saw senior agent Cui Xuemin, who was fair-skinned and always wore a pair of gold-framed glasses. It was said that his family had a strong background and he was just at the Investigation Department to be gilded.

For example, Agent Qin and Agent Jiang, who had interacted with Fang Ze before, were also there.

For example… Fang Ze's roommate, Wang Hao, was present as well.

It didn't matter whether it was the agent who came in first or later on.

It didn't matter whether it was an agent who had interacted with Fang Ze before or an agent he didn't know well.

Even though the meeting room was already full, they all glanced in Fang Ze's direction when they entered.

Fang Ze took in everyone's gaze and had a rough idea. It seemed that everyone knew his identity.

The entire task force was cooperating with his acting.

In that case…

What kind of secret mission was Wang Hao's mission? Was it a secret mission that everyone knew about?

Fang Ze was simply speechless.

He felt that his roommate was really too innocent. He had been casually fooled and believed him.

He was still the best. At least he had worked hard to fabricate a persona and even created a "young dragon" to fool Wang Hao.

How sincere!

He then glanced at his "colleagues" who were sitting on either side of the rectangular conference table and chatting quietly with the people around them.

For some reason, Fang Ze thought this looked especially like a large-scale Werewolf game.

Furthermore, it was one with 20 Prophets and one Werewolf.

Fang Ze mentally simulated the "game."

"Please open your eyes, Prophet."

Oh… Everyone else opened their eyes.

Only one Werewolf was still there with their eyes stupidly closed.

Furthermore, the Werewolf thought that he was a Prophet who couldn't open his eyes…

Fang Ze remembered his experience in playing Werewolf in his previous life.

How did Werewolves usually handle situations like this?

Well…

How could such an extremely unfair role allocation exist in the game!

Fang Ze was even more disconsolate. "F*ck the reality…"

What? He couldn't swear?

He had to be grateful for life.

…

Meanwhile, just as Fang Ze was feeling grateful, the Commissioner arrived.

The Commissioner was the middle-aged man Fang Ze had reported to earlier. He was not tall, about 1.68 meters, with a big belly, a round face, small eyes, and a double chin. He always had a smile on his face.

He seemed very gentle.

Well… This was Fang Ze's previous impression of him.

Now, his mentality was different. Looking at the Commissioner again, Fang Ze realized that although this man looked rich and kind, there was actually a glint in his small eyes.

Moreover, he did not walk unsteadily like other fat men. Instead, he walked with a majestic gait. Coupled with his fat body, Fang Ze felt that he should have no problem beating up two Fang Ze's.

The Commissioner was still very dignified in the entire Investigation Department. He smiled all the time and looked harmless.

However, as soon as he arrived, the entire meeting room instantly fell silent. Everyone could not help but sit upright. Their gaze followed him as he walked to the head of the meeting room and sat down.

When he reached the head of the table in the meeting room, the Commissioner covered his mouth with his right hand and coughed twice. Then, he lowered his hand and said with a smile, "Let's start the meeting."