It has been two months since the last phone call with Head Grandpa.
As the leader of the Special Department, Shen Cang rarely goes on missions himself. According to the recollection of the captains in the Special Department, it had been ten years since he last personally took on a mission.
Everyone was very curious about what kind of arduous mission he had received that required his personal involvement.
After two months of waiting, it was not the returning Shen Cang who arrived, but another elderly man.
"Hello everyone, I will temporarily serve as the head of the Special Department from now on."
Suddenly, everyone was in an uproar.
"Where's the Head?"
"Has the Head... completed his mission?"
"Did something happen to the Head?"
The elder maintained a smile and did not answer.
Little Taotie looked up at him. The young girl recognized this elder; he was the elderly man she met in the rundown laboratory during a mission. It seemed he had returned from a foreign country.
