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Abigail reached the end of the corridor, gazing through the glass curtain wall at the dazzling world beneath the night sky. Though the curtain only blocked the most direct capture of light by the naked eye, she was still able to construct the image of a steel forest in her mind.
She took out her phone and pressed Honglian's number.
"Hello?" It was quickly answered on the other side.
It was clear that the other party had been waiting by the phone as well.
"Thank you, I caught the mole." Abigail said genuinely.
It was true. Without calling Honglian to New City, and without the help of that Wanderer, she couldn't have suspected the head of the intelligence group. Even more exaggerated, even with all the evidence in hand... she still couldn't unravel the path of the other party's betrayal.
"Really? How many?" Honglian asked.
