As soon as all the other agents had left the conference room, the director wanted to continue talking, but was kept from doing so by a call on his cell phone. He left the room while the four of them sat and waited in silence. And suddenly one of the fluorescent tubes above them began to hum and flicker violently.

Paralyzed, Zhan stared up at the fluorescent tube, not even noticing that the others had moved away from the table. When Yibo grabbed his chair and pulled it and Zhan away from the table, he realized that the others were no longer sitting at the table. Confused, he looked at Yibo, who pointed at the fluorescent tube and said nonchalantly, "It's about to crack and break. Sometimes they break and then the fluorescent tube falls down in pieces. Which means that the glass is scattered all over the table. So it's better if we don't sit at the table."

As soon as Yibo had said this, sparks flew out of the lamp, the flickering became faster and faster and then there was another bright spark, the fluorescent tube burst and the glass fell crashing onto the table. A few pieces of glass landed exactly where Zhan had been sitting. Shocked and frustrated at the state of the agency, Zhan got up from his chair and grumbled: "What kind of fucking shabby agency is this? How can it be that they don't even have fucking working lamps here? Such fucking simple lamps, which are not deadly and even energy-saving, are available in stores from as little as 40 yuan!" Yibo and Jackson Wang looked at Zhan speechlessly. "What?" Zhan therefore asked them.

"I've never heard you curse like that before. And those dirty words... Zhan you just cursed like a bad boy." Said Yibo with wide eyes.

"Well, I wouldn't have thought you could curse like that either." Said Jackson Wang.

Zhan shrugged his shoulders. "That was nothing!" He replied and sat down again when the director came back into the room. Only then did Zhan wonder why Agent Lee hadn't actually said anything since they reached the agency? Agent Lee even avoided Zhan's gaze. But not only his, but also Yibo's and Jackson Wang's.

The director returned to the table, wiped the glass shards off the file unimpressed, sat down on the chair that creaked and crunched suspiciously loudly beneath him and said, "Then let's get started. Everyone back to the table!" Zhan was simply stunned. He walked to the table, lifted it on his side and just let the glass slide down on the other side. Yibo and Jackson Wang did the same.

The director was finally about to begin when Agent Lee interrupted him: "Um sir?" He asked quietly.

"What is it now?" The director asked angrily.

"Agent Nax is still missing." Replied Agent Lee.

"Um sir?" Asked Zhan when Agent Lee had finished and before the Director could reply.

"Yes please?" Asked the Director with a stern look at Zhan.

"After I was almost hit by a falling fluorescent tube, and there are so few of us anyway, I'd like us to move to another room. One that isn't as dangerous as this one. Because the next fluorescent tube will start to buzz just like the one before." Zhan explained.

The director looked up at the lamp, thought for a moment and then nodded. "Then let's go to my office now." He said and walked with long strides to the door. Zhan and the agents actually had trouble following the man, who was several years older than all of them.

They walked down the long corridor, out of the building, around it and towards another, much smaller, building. Then they went into the smaller building, which was as different from the big building as night and day. The floor was tiled, the walls had painted walls, the lower half of which was painted in a rich and bright summer green and the other half in a pure white. On the ceiling, soft warm white light shone from small spotlights, which Zhan suspected might even look like a starry sky in the dark. There were also funny posters of agents on the walls, creating a cheerful atmosphere.

Zhan couldn't stop marveling and didn't even notice when Yibo asked his colleague Jackson Wang with a furrowed brow: "Have you ever been in this building before?" His colleague shook his head. They turned to Agent Lee, who had obviously heard what Yibo had asked, and he also shook his head and shrugged his shoulders.

"I didn't even know the annex was in operation." Agent Lee whispered, pointing to a modern office where no one was working. And they passed other offices where everything was up to date. But no one was working in any of these offices. Finally, they went upstairs, where a double door made of cherry wood stood open. The director had already entered and was sitting down at his desk when Zhan and the agents came in the door.

Zhan immediately headed for one of the brown leather chairs in front of the desk and sat down as he looked around, now understanding why the agency had no spare money to buy something as simple as paint or lamps. The desk alone at which the director sat cost more than 24,000 dollars, as Zhan knew. He had also seen this desk in an online catalog for office furniture from America.

Yibo sat down on the second leather chair next to Zhan, Agent Lee and Jackson Wang made themselves comfortable on a leather sofa that stood behind them at a glass table. Then a beautiful young woman with a very short skirt entered the office and handed them all water in small glass bottles. She handed the director a few documents, he signed them and she left.

"So..." Thundered the director's voice in the office as everyone was still looking at the door behind which the secretary had just disappeared. They flinched in shock and then turned their eyes to the director. And then the Director began. He cleared his throat and said: "Right then. Team 4 is complete as it is now! Agent Nax and your other colleagues have been removed from the mission. Agent Lee is now in charge of the team."

Agent Lee answered. "Sir? Why was Agent Nax taken off the mission so suddenly?" Even though Agent Lee himself had requested that she be taken off the mission, he was still very surprised and wanted to know why she was no longer even part of the team. And not only was he surprised, but also Zhan, Yibo and Jackson Wang.

"As director, I'm not obliged to explain it to you. But I want to tell you anyway. Agent Nax was suspended after she herself admitted to leaking highly sensitive data, files and information about various high-ranking individuals to a criminal subject. This means she committed treason, as she not only caused damage to the agency, but also to the government, which is not yet foreseeable. At this moment, she is being questioned about this. Since she has admitted to the crime herself, this questioning will not take very long. Her punishment will certainly be determined soon. And even if she confessed, it will be very harsh."

Zhan was incredibly angry at the thought that the director had probably reported his own daughter. And it could only have been him. Because she herself had told Zhan that she had told her father, the damn director of this agency he was sitting across from. But he tried not to show it. The others were silent too. Which was probably for the best in this situation.

Since no one said anything, the director continued. "The data, files and information collected by Agent Nax are on a USB stick that has disappeared. It will be your job to find the USB stick! We must prevent any of it from falling into the wrong hands. Our top bosses also want to know who killed Mrs. Isari and her employees and why!"

Yibo spoke up. "Sir? Wouldn't it have been better in this case if the special unit were still working on it?"

"Normally I would agree with you. But there's no other way here. Because we still don't know who the mole in the special unit was. We can't risk the USB stick getting into the hands of the mole or him passing on the information about where the USB stick is." Explained the director.

"Okay, that's understandable. But then couldn't another team at least work on finding out who the murderers were?" Agent Lee asked.

"No! The instructions from above were clear about that. And one more thing. Xiao Zhan, you were told to inherit money from the late Isla Isari. You do realize that you can't keep the inheritance, right? You'll have to leave it to the agency."

Zhan shook his head. "I'm sorry, sir. But you won't get the money. The murdered Mrs. Isari has been dead for less than 24 hours. I have no idea when her lawyer will contact me or how much money is involved. But the fact is that the money is in an inheritance account. This money comes from her deceased husband's inheritance. It is not money that she has somehow obtained illegally. Therefore, you are not entitled to access this money. It is also intended for a special purpose. Namely, to find the perpetrators who set the fire in the birth house and killed several people."

"Why are you interested in this?" The Director wanted to know.

"Because my biological parents were among the victims. Besides, it's puzzling that all the babies have disappeared. And the woman who supposedly set the fire after killing her allegedly own baby was lying dead in the entrance area with her skull bashed in. If she was already dead when the fire broke out, how could she have started the fire?" Zhan replied.

The director hastily got up from his chair, leaned over the table and stared at Zhan with wide eyes. "You're one of the children? Do you know who your parents were?"

"Yes sir, my parents were Judge WuXian and Prosecutor WuXian."

"You are the son? No doubts?"

"No doubts sir. Mrs. Isari saved my life back then. Me and another baby."

"Interesting. And what do you know about your parents?"

"Not much so far, sir. Just what their professions were and that they were very much appreciated and liked by everyone."

"Well, then you should talk to your mother's mother and your father's parents. They're still alive and I'm sure they'd be happy if you got in touch with them."

"Theirs... but I was told that my parents had no relatives and that's why I was given up for adoption."

"That's not true! However, it could be that in order to protect their families, it was concealed that there were still relatives."

"Sir? I'm curious, so I'm interested to know how you know that?" Zhan was so excited that he couldn't stay seated any longer.

"I know your grandparents. That's all I can tell you. You'll have to find out the rest on your own. But I'll give you their addresses." Said the director and immediately started writing down the address. Zhan and Yibo looked at each other in amazement. Because the director didn't have to look up the addresses first, but knew them by heart?

The director handed Zhan the sheet of paper with the addresses and sat down. His face was red and he seemed very agitated. "Thank you sir." Zhan said and couldn't shake the impression that there was something that made the director completely lose his cool.

The director stared at Zhan for a moment and then asked him, "Do you know if Agent Nax is investigating this case?"

"She is, sir."

"Damn. Um... anyway... you know what you have to do. We're ending the meeting. I need to make a few more phone calls." Said the director and with a push of a button on his desk, opened the double doors. It was clear that he was now completely shut down and didn't want to talk any more. But why?

As they were leaving the office, Zhan turned back to the director and saw that he had put both hands to his mouth, lost in thought, and was staring ahead of him. What was suddenly wrong with him? What had caused him to become so confused?