Dead silence enveloped the office. Outside, the wind and rain lashed, and the rain swept in at an angle, catching the hem of his coat.
"Still too impulsive… If my mentor knows the director died at the hands of Black Cocoon, he will suspect me."
Among the raindrops, he whispered softly.
After a long silence, Ji Minghuan reached into his trench coat pocket, took out his phone, and held it to his ear, calling Gu Qiye.
"Who is this?" Soon, a response came from the other end.
"Mr. Blue Arc… I need your help," Ji Minghuan said slowly using a voice changer, trying to keep his tone as casual and relaxed as usual, but the produced voice was slightly hoarse.
"It's you again…"
Gu Qiye's tone turned heavy upon hearing his voice.
"Come to Saint Dili Welfare Institute…" Ji Minghuan said expressionlessly, "Director's office. There's a body here. I need you to cover for me, claim externally that the cause of death was 'suicide by hanging.'"
"You killed someone?"
