Outside Wang Yan's CEO office.
Yellow Dragon and others were anxiously waiting. He stood with hands behind his back, pacing back and forth in front of the door. Every few steps, he would sigh and lift his head with worry, looking at the tightly closed door.
When he saw that the door still had no movement, Yellow Dragon sighed again and reprimanded the officers standing nearby, "Get ready, if Wang Yan finds out the fake Su Yamo, rush in immediately. This time, we absolutely can't let the murderer escape."
The officers nodded repeatedly, though their expressions were a bit odd.
One of the officers couldn't help but say, "But Chief, why doesn't Wang Yan let us in if he wants to distinguish between the real and fake Su Yamo?"
Yellow Dragon glared and scolded, "Fools, young people shouldn't ask stupid questions if they don't understand anything."
Upon hearing this, the officers all had a look of sudden realization and nodded repeatedly, as if they understood something.
