At this time, Willie had yet to send any news, and Ross was already itching for more.
Willie could not help but clench the communication device in his hand and shout into i., "Willie, are you f*cking asleep? Is there still no progress?"
How long had it been? If it had been any later, everyone would have died.
Listening to the roar coming from the device, Willie pouted. "Team leader, the Death Inquisitor is too cunning. We haven't found anything yet, and we are frantically searching for it."
"I don't want to know how crazy it is. I just want to see results. Speed up. We have to find the live broadcast location this time."
After shouting, Ross hung up the equipment and connected to the drunkard's channel.
"Drunkard, how is it on your side? Have you found any clues?"