Crack!
In the gloomy weather, a flash of lightning struck, illuminating nothing but emptiness.
In this kind of weather, if you're alone in a room, you'll feel a little scared. But if you're with a bunch of guys in one room, all you get is the stench brought by the humid heat.
Jiang Yuan looked at the screen, his brow furrowed unconsciously, and he fanned his face with his hand.
Seeing this, Wang Chuanxing immediately instructed, "Are all the windows open? Also, turn on the air conditioning and start dehumidifying."
"All open." There are temporary workers sent by the Mei Yang City Bureau to do these chores, mostly sent over due to some family connections, similar to ancient local servants who had guarantees.
"Then buy two more dehumidifiers. This hall is so large, two air conditioners aren't enough. Get the locally delivered kind, and speed it up a bit," Wang Chuanxing arranged, adding, "Have the invoice billed to the Changyang City Criminal Police Detachment."
