Lu Ning arrived at another corridor.
A woman in a white coat walked out of a room in the corridor.
Lu Ning calmly stepped forward and called out to the woman, "Hello, please wait a moment."
The woman paused, turned to look at Lu Ning, and asked with a puzzled expression, "Is there something you need?"
Just as her eyes met Lu Ning's, she saw a pink glint flash in Lu Ning's eyes.
Allure.
Lu Ning's voice was calm and gentle: "Who are you?"
The woman's expression faltered for a moment before she said, "My name is Wang Fangfang, and I'm a treatment assistant at the headquarters of the Mist Bureau."
Lu Ning calmly asked, "Have you noticed anything amiss with the Mist Bureau?"
The woman remained silent, seemingly deep in thought, before shaking her head: "I didn't find anything amiss."
"Have you seen any investigation teams come here before?"
The woman remained silent, seemingly recalling something: "I've never seen it before."
"Have you ever met the Saint Qinglan?"
The woman shook her head: "I've never seen it before."
Lu Ning calmly looked at the woman, whose expression was dazed and who was clearly bewitched.
After a moment, he nodded: "You can go now. Go do what you were doing before."
"good."
The woman turned and left.
Lu Ning turned and left the corridor.
Just then, a few people in the corridor ahead made Lu Ning stop in his tracks.
A group of people dressed in black trench coats walked towards Lu Ning.
One of the women, a tall, fair-skinned, and pretty short-haired woman, had no white mist inside her.
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