"The people from the police station?" Hearing this, the President's eyes, which had been reduced to narrow slits, suddenly widened. He flipped over and got out of bed, sitting on it, his mind still hesitant, "Are you sure?"
"I cannot be certain, but there's a considerable probability. This secret is something I pried from Hughes's mouth, the same guy who wanted to make a police report last time." The leader of the supervision team did not dare to speak with complete confidence; he merely clarified the information he had come to understand with a slight bias.
"I see," the President nodded. He turned to the robot and ordered, "Go get my clothes."
With that, he stood in front of a full-length mirror and began to scrutinize the reflection before him.