After hanging up, Lu Bai looked at Tong Shujuan and saw that she was looking at him too.
The call had probably been about more or less the same thing.
Lu Bai simply asked, "Want to head back to the bureau together?"
Tong Shujuan naturally had no reason to refuse. She clenched her little fists in anger. "They actually killed so many innocent people."
If it had been just one or two murders, that would have been one thing. But nearly a hundred had happened overnight. It was far too abnormal. Anyone who knew about Parasitic Organisms would immediately suspect they were behind it.
Lu Bai knew the truth. He knew the Parasitic Organisms were being blamed for the death fighters' actions, but he had no reason to explain that.
Quite the opposite: he planned to take the initiative and try to secure the right to investigate the cases.
"You're going to have your hands full," Yao Yi said, half-reclining on the hospital bed, sounding a little gleeful.
Hearing that, Tong Shujuan immediately replied sarcastically, "You've been in the hospital for two days. You look like there's nothing seriously wrong with you. Why don't you hurry back to the bureau and help out?"
Lu Bai drained the last of his soy milk and put the trash in a plastic bag, intending to take it with him when he left.
"Come on, let's head back to the bureau. You focus on recovering. There's no need to rush."
The second sentence was directed at Yao Yi. Lu Bai had deliberately emphasized the words "recovering from your injuries."
After saying goodbye, Yao Yi watched the two of them leave the hospital room together.
The room fell quiet again.
Once he was sure he was alone, he sighed and pressed down hard on his