"Do you know anyone in the laboratory?"
"...Are you planning to switch to another cash cow now?"
"Some things need to be tested."
Back in the car, Lu Li placed the jar on the dashboard.
Now the blood-colored tentacle really is just an ordinary tentacle—if you don't consider it moving incessantly.
On the other end of the phone, Officer Wen earnestly advised, "Helping you involves using personal connections. I don't mind helping you, but the things you're doing don't seem to have much meaning, and it's really frustrating when you come to me every day."
Imagine the captain of the criminal investigation team, helping Lu Li with errands and inquiries daily.
Lu Li quietly stared at the tentacle in the jar, "Maintaining the peace in Lingling City counts as meaningful, doesn't it?"
"Who knows?"
The implication was that Lu Li was secretly maintaining world peace, but how many people knew about it?
After a brief silence, Lu Li said, "So do you know anyone in the laboratory?"
