The Supervision Bureau advertised daily, spreading the dangers of cults and telling the people to stay away from them.
Eliminating cults was something they were well-practiced in; this time was merely on a larger scale, and Director Ning didn't feel it was inappropriate.
But strangely, the order also weirdly contained three circled characters: "XXX."
It was a string of meaningless, irregular codes.
Despite his confusion, Director Ning did not dare to neglect the instructions from his superiors.
He took out a mirror, bit his finger, and wrote a row of characters with his blood on the surface of the mirror, watching as the words disappeared.
Then, he issued orders one by one to his subordinates in the patrol teams.
After completing all this, Director Ning tapped his index finger lightly against the back of his chair, his gaze fixed on the starry ceiling for a long time, silent.
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