The Speaking Pork Trotter

In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution.
It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion.
Steel and flesh, past and future.
In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach.
The darkness is slowly creeping in.
But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness.
Gotta use fire.

Naming Technique of the Night

Lordbluefire

Like Li Zhongxian, other intelligence groups returned without success. Qing Chen witnessed Li Yunqu, Chen Sai, and Jindai Changming returning to the Intelligence Department with faces ashen.


It was time to leave work, but none of the intelligence groups mentioned leaving. They all returned to their large offices to reorganize all the files on hand, hoping to find Qing's Family faction officials who could be arrested again.


The Intelligence Department Building was brightly lit for a while, as if it was back to the busiest times of this Federation intelligence agency.


Long ago, before the PCA Intelligence Agency was controlled by syndicates, it was filled with intelligence officers determined to investigate the syndicates thoroughly.


At that time, their main focus of investigation was federal officials receiving bribes from syndicates and federal officials becoming protectors for the syndicates.


387. Life is like a play