"Jiang, do you know that old man?"
Xu Bowen asked.
Jiang Junwu nodded.
He was previously a member of the special forces team and had participated in some operations targeting international crime, naturally having seen many photos of organization leaders.
"The features you described match someone quite well."
As Jiang Junwu spoke, he picked up a pen from the table and sketched in a notebook before handing it to Xu Bowen.
"Is this the moon pattern you saw?"
Xu Bowen glanced at the notebook handed to him, seeing a crescent moon drawn there, no different from the moon one sees when looking up.
"Yes, exactly, just..."
"Just lacking a bit of a chilling aura, right?"
Xu Bowen's eyes brightened.
"Exactly, it's missing a bit of that. Although the moon tattooed on that person looks ordinary, it feels sinister after looking at it for a long time."
"Ah Wu, who is this person after all..."
