C1188 The Anger of Being Wronged

Xiyan Cheng shook his head.

Someone must have planned this long ago. Even if there was evidence, it would have been erased long ago.

His eyes swept across the people present. He had already made a judgment in his heart: there must be a spy among these people.

The rumbling outside continued, and in the bomb shelter, a white colonel said to Xiyan Cheng