"Hmm?"
Jiang Li's unexpected question left Zhao Lang somewhat bewildered.
But he reacted instantly.
There must be something wrong with the lake.
"There is a way."
Zhao Lang turned and walked to the bedside to make a call, and ten minutes later, a silent helicopter quietly landed above them.
Then, a cardboard box was lowered down, and He Pingzhang's head poked out from it.
"Is this enough?"
Zhao Lang gave an "OK" gesture.
He Pingzhang apparently guessed what they wanted to do, said no more than a cautionary "Stay safe," and flew the helicopter away.
Zhao Lang bent down to check the contents of the box, and after he took out two sets of diving suits and oxygen apparatus, he noticed that Jiang Li was still staring in the direction He Pingzhang had left.
"What are you looking at?"
Jiang Li looked up, "Director He is quite impressive, even knows how to fly a helicopter."
For some reason, Zhao Lang felt her tone was strange.
