Luckily, this guy hadn't shown his face for decades; he really thought dying would be the end.
He committed suicide so swiftly at the time that there was no chance to stop him; I only managed to capture his soul body.
The department surely has professionals who know how to deal with such ruthless and determined individuals, right?"
"There are, indeed." The General Director didn't take charge, but the nearby secretary produced a small lead box, placing the item from Wen Yan's hand inside; this is the standard procedure, where no one touches anything during the process.
Not everyone is Wen Yan, unconcerned about the risks that soul bodies or ghosts might bring.
The General Director glanced at that item, finding his thoughts inexplicably wandering somewhere else, pondering why Wen Yan didn't stop an ordinary person from committing suicide; something about this notion seemed odd to him.
Perhaps Wen Yan didn't actually intend to stop it at all...
