"Now, I suggest we pause the meeting for a few hours. You can arrest them for interrogation, and after it's over, we can decide what attitude to take in communicating with me."
Yang Ming stood up and turned to exit the virtual meeting room.
"Hanton!" Lieutenant Colonel Atro called out, "I believe in you."
"It doesn't matter, Lieutenant Colonel; they are already questioning me," Yang Ming said calmly. "When it comes to dealing with the Insect Race and the New Federation CIA, I am barely considered experienced. Please understand, I don't necessarily have to cooperate with you."
Whoosh!
Yang Ming made a door-opening gesture, and the virtual projection flickered out of sight.
The conference room was silent for more than ten seconds before an old general's voice shouted from the corner,
"What are you waiting for? Go arrest them! Interrogate them!"
"Yes!"
Atro sat there, shaking his head repeatedly.
