The moment the ten-minute countdown appeared, Tao Ju looked dazed, as if facing the end of the world. Lang Jin, who had just accepted the timed mission, felt his scalp prickle—but he thought a step further:
Could Tang Li's words be understood in reverse? In other words, if no sufficiently important person from the Great District Center took notice of this matter and contacted them within ten minutes, then he really would escalate it without limit.
But what was the point of saying that to them?
Wang Peilie and he were subordinates, while Tao Ju did not look like someone capable of promptly bringing in reinforcements.
Hmm, could he be trying to push them to unlock their potential?
Lang Jin felt that this line of "reverse thinking" contained some inescapable logical fallacy. But if he did not think this way, he could not understand why Tang Li intended to "escalate without limit," what he was relying on, or how he planned to wrap things up in the end.
After all, this newly appointed Sub-District Director had come to cultivate connections, not to cause destruction.
Unless he was actually a spy sent by Executive Officer Kang—or a Resistance Army fanatic prepared to die.
Lang Jin's cheek twitched. He shook off those absurd thoughts. No matter what, he had to do something.
Since his own phone had been smashed by Tao Basong—er, Tao Ju—he borrowed Wang Peilie's phone. But instead of immediately following Tang Li's order to apply for the relevant authorization and locate the Steel Jade, he walked some distance away and quickly contacted Deputy Director Mei Zhu, who was back home.
After narrowly surviving the Ladybug Platform's attack, Lang Jin had actually wanted to contact her.
But he had hesitated, considering it a major workplace taboo and still harboring some