Chapter 250: The P Incident and...The Beginning
A few days later.
Wind Capital Sixth Division.
Chief's Office.
Unlike what many people imagined.
As a secret department in all of Wind Capital that almost no one knew about, and those who did know mostly kept it under wraps, specifically targeting [Anomalies] and [Supernaturals], the leader's office was surprisingly unremarkable. It was about thirty-plus square meters, with a layout not much different from an ordinary office.
If there was anything strange about it, it was probably that the bookshelves weren't filled with various documents, but rather crammed with all sorts of miscellaneous old books from different fields.
On the antique shelf beside it sat a pile of random objects - a rusty brass compass, an irregular piece of black meteorite, a bone bead bracelet carved with strange runes... all kinds of peculiar things.
Only faintly, those things seemed to carry some strange fluctuations, but upon closer inspection, it felt like an illusion.
A woman with pink braids and deep yellow eyes sat behind the rosewood desk, staring at the computer screen on it.