In the president's office, Edward stood in front of the big French windows quietly, overlooking the prosperous city.

Andrew stood behind him and bowed his head and report his work, "Boss, the enemies are too cunning. They used more than three intermediaries to contact the killers. So far, we have not found out their real identities."

A trace of coldness flashed across Edward's eyes, "Send more people to investigate it."

The tone in his voice brooked no argument.

Andrew lowered his head more, "Okay, boss"

Edward narrowed his eyes with hostility.

Last time, the killer tried to attack him at the mall.

If Andrew didn't find it out in time,...