Hal replied in a helpless tone, "The past few days, we detected a few people with suspicious identities. Thus, we increased our investigative forces. I am in charge of this."
People of suspicious identities?
Mitchell smiled. "Your efforts are highly appreciated. I'm in a hurry, so please be quick."
After he passed through the security check at customs with his credentials, he drove straight to the little town in front. Even though he was hungry, he didn't intend to stop.
Tarzistan was a small country outside the northwestern region. They had close ties with Cynea, so Mitchell had the easiest time in the northwestern army. There hadn't been any conflict here in over ten years.
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