Saving The Little Girl

Beijing, at a seemingly ordinary building.

Soldiers in camouflage uniforms and armed with rifles were standing guard, while many men and women with solemn expressions came in and out with documents. Inside the innermost room, two rows of LCD screens displayed various patterns and data with many people stroking the keyboards in front of them and occasionally engaging in conversations.

Wei Changsheng was sitting on the sofa in the corner while quietly reading the information in his hand. As one of the heads of the intelligence department, the recent troublesome case had caused him quite a headache. Even though most of the Fan Family members were now under custody, the progress of the interrogations was very difficult.

"Chief."

A burly man came towards him in big strides. On his cold face was a bit of a helpless look, and his voice seemed a bit different.

"What's up?" asked Wei Changsheng as he looked up and frowned.