So Xu Shuo walked to the studio directly.
"This guy doesn't seem particularly unusual..."
Silence.
Someone spoke in the meeting room.
The next moment, someone responded, "Exactly, so why don't you go catch him?"
The voice fell.
For a long time, no one answered.
Until Captain Zheng chuckled and said, "Let's not talk about things that don't matter. I've heard similar pollution phenomena have already appeared abroad. Why don't we discuss this issue first? After all, we don't know if Mr. Luo's trip will yield results."
Sitting across from him, a young man dressed in a white lab coat, who had remained silent the entire time, withdrew his gaze from the surveillance footage.
He slowly said, "When Mr. Luo came out, he didn't look dejected—his eyes even carried a trace of relief. So, it wasn't a complete failure."
Captain Zheng raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. "Oh? Not a complete failure? Does that mean half-success? Which half do you think?"
