The old man beside Zhong Wenhai looked a little worried, and he wanted to get up and explain for Zhong Wenhai a few words, worried about his old friend.

Zhong Wenhai looked calm, ignored everyone's comments, and reached out to press the old man.

"Open the phantom image."

Zhong Wenhai said in a deep voice.

The clerk beside him looked at Zhong Chunyi, and Zhong Chunyi nodded.

The clerk opened the image and Zhong Wenhai said slowly:

"Because the murals on the building are complex, they have not been fully parsed out, and only half of the content has been parsed out."

"After all, I'm older and my energy is not as good as before, so I'll forgive you."

"I originally wanted to prepare to analyze it all before telling everyone, but I didn't expect that the situation was so urgent, so I could only give the half-finished product to everyone first..."

Before Zhong Wenhai could finish his speech, Zhong Chunyi hurriedly interrupted:

"What did you just say?"

"You parsed half of the mural?"

The conference room fell into silence instantly, and everyone stared at Zhong Wenhai who was alive.

Zhong Wenhai glanced at everyone and raised his mouth:
Chapter completed!