"Old Wen, do you have a way to find the entrance to the other world that fissure leads to?"
After the meeting, Inspector Liu came to find Wenren Sheng, as expected.
He knew perfectly well why he had risen from an inspector in a single district to where he was now. It was all thanks to his long-term partnership with Wenren Sheng.
"I'll give it a try," Wenren Sheng agreed.
"Just do your best." Inspector Liu offered a word of comfort before leaving with a face full of worry.
They had barely relaxed for any length of time before the Demons invaded again.
Someone had put it well: as long as a person had even a little sense of responsibility, they would find that they could not relax until the day they died.
That was why those who lived comfortably had mostly cast aside their responsibilities.
Wenren Sheng thought for a moment. There was no need to ask Lu Kuan yet.
The man was highly suspicious, but if he stubbornly refused to speak, there was indeed no evidence to be found.
That was the advantage of a one-of-a-kind Golden Finger. To everyone else, it was a complete black box.
He should ask Ai Han De Bu first.
Little Octopus soon appeared in his mind again, waving its tentacles and looking utterly innocent.
"Old Ai, when are you going to recover?" Wenren Sheng felt a headache coming on just looking at it.
He himself had sealed away his memories and had now been forced to unseal them, while this fellow could still lounge around without a care.
The comparison was truly painful.
He was the one with a sense of responsibility.
"Recover from what? I'm doing great like this." Little Octopus blinked its large, innocent eyes.
"Forget it. Let me ask