"Brother Feng, what happened? We were having such a great chat, and then you suddenly left. That made me feel awful. Come on, tell me—what usually makes you men even happier?"
The receptionist had completely let herself go. Zhui Feng's words had teased her to the point that she practically wanted to get down to business right there.
"Oh, something fell in the lab. I thought someone was there, so I went to check."
Zhui Feng said.
"Brother Feng, you're too sensitive, aren't you? How could anyone be there? Even if someone came in, they would have to enter from this side. Where would there be an entrance inside?"
The receptionist reminded him.
"Heh, that's true."
Zhui Feng smiled. "But the captain gave orders. We have to be careful about everything."
"Alright, let's keep chatting."
The receptionist smiled. "I need to use the restroom. How about you come with me, Brother Feng? Didn't you just say it seemed like someone had entered? I'm so scared too."
The beautiful woman hinted suggestively.
How could Zhui Feng fail to understand? But this was the workplace—how could he dare do something like that without permission? He said, "Don't fool around. Work comes first. If anything goes wrong and the higher-ups hold us accountable, neither of us can bear the consequences. Later."
"Mm-hmm, okay."
The beautiful receptionist nodded.
Inside the virus culture medium laboratory, Lin Chen and Cheng Feng teleported back. They still had a few photos left to take, so they began photographing again.
But after only two minutes, activity suddenly stirred in the hall.
Lin Chen instinctively activated his X-ray vision and took a look. He found five or six more men in the hall, and several of them looked far from ordinary.
"Everyone, stay alert. Inform the brothers outside to close