Next, Dr. Wells and Lin Li discussed a great deal of related knowledge.
At last, Lin Li said to Wells with inexplicable seriousness, "Dr. Wells, I really am going back."
Wells replied impassively, "I know. I'll help you."
With that, the two parted ways. Lin Li took the USB to review the materials.
Wells, meanwhile, stood deep in thought in the control room hall.
Were Lin Li's final words a plea, or a warning?
A plea? Would someone as strong-willed as Lin Li, someone who had even fought Barry, beg him? Wells did not believe it.
Then it could only have been a warning. A warning about what? Was Lin Li threatening to expose his identity? Damn it, did he think he could threaten and control him like that?
Did he not want to return to the future too?
He was trapped here as well.
Damn it.
Wells thought coldly.
Smart people were all suspicious. Their minds were quick, and they thought too much. Once their thoughts went astray, the consequences could be serious. In truth, Lin Li's final words had only meant that they shared the same goal: leaving this world. He did not want to cause trouble, yet Wells had interpreted it otherwise, taking it as a threat.
Sometimes, Lin Li wanted to openly explain everything to Wells. If they all worked together and returned to their respective worlds, wouldn't that be ideal?
But Wells's trustworthiness was truly worrying. Lin Li did not trust him. After all, a murderer and villain who was so unpredictable was difficult to believe in, especially since Lin Li knew this murderer's past.
The next few days passed without incident.
Lin Li finished reading the materials and set up a laboratory beside Cisco's. He needed to research and create a substance capable of