"Doesn't exist?" Anna immediately retorted. "If I say he exists, then he exists. Redouble your efforts."
"Ms. Anna, we're already at maximum effort. I've had your target featured as a model case for rescuing child trafficking victims. We've saturated the newspapers, the internet, and every other possible channel."
"Do you have any idea what people are saying about me out there? They're saying I'm making such a fuss because the child is my illegitimate son!"
Anna crossed her arms, leaned back in her chair, and stared coldly at Wang Jian. "Keep searching. Your son only comes back after you've found that person."
Hearing this, Wang Jian's expression grew grim. "I can keep searching, but you have to give me more details. How am I supposed to redouble my efforts with nothing but a portrait?"
Anna didn't answer. She put on her mask, and her body, vibrating at a high frequency, began to gradually sink into the floor. "Continue searching."
