The staff hurriedly rescued the director from Shen Ranxin's hands, tugging on Shen Ranxin's arm and urging him to calm down.
They even gave Shen Ranxin a thorough, well-reasoned round of reassurance.
The bad news was that the director of their Anomaly Management Center and Lu Yeshan had been troublesome friends since childhood. Back then, the director had been that "doctor friend" by Lu Yeshan's side.
Later, Lu Yeshan had lured him into the Anomaly Management Center to conduct research every day, working with people with special glands, doing nothing but research all day long, demanding money and resources from Lu Yeshan. By now, he had become completely twisted.
He had a terrible taste for mischief and was exceptionally unscrupulous.
The even worse news was that the old man was already in his seventies, yet he remained robust and healthy. Every morning, he was more energetic than the young people who got up early for work. He looked like he would not be dying anytime soon.
Fortunately, there was good news too.
With the director's personality, sooner or later he would piss Lu Zhi off enough for Lu Zhi to eliminate a public menace.
Shen Ranxin truly did not have much strength left. After leaving the detention room, he half-deadly called Sister Zhao and asked her to come pick him up.
Sister Zhao arrived in a great rush.
"Didn't you say you were only taking half a day off?" Sister Zhao demanded indignantly. "I came to the Anomaly Management Center to pick you up every day, but their people said you couldn't come out for the time being. What exactly happened to you?"
Shen Ranxin rubbed his temple and said mildly, "I was placating my child's mother. He was pretty hard to placate, so it took a little extra time."