Evening of September 22nd, Imperial Capital Prime Minister Mansion.
Luo Youbin had just delivered dinner but hadn't had the chance to close the door when Lin Shiping stormed into the study.
The two special agents guarding the door felt awkward, given their mission was to protect the Grand Secretary and prevent anyone without permission from approaching him.
After a nod from Luo Youbin, the agents finally closed the door.
"Have you had dinner yet?"
"Not hungry yet."
As Lin Shiping walked over, Zhou Yongtao nodded to Luo Youbin standing at the door, who sensibly turned and left the study.
The head of the Military Intelligence Bureau in such a panic could only mean something very serious.
"I've just received some news."
While Lin Shiping said this, Zhou Yongtao poured himself a glass of water.
"About half an hour ago, the Prime Minister of Fanluo Country was attacked on the way to the National Assembly, with the car he was riding blown up by a bomb."
"What?"
