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Chapter 171

At noon, Lionel treated Calvin and Quinlyn to an extravagant meal.

Calvin was confused and quietly asked Quinlyn at the table, “What did you show him from your research?”

Before they came, the task force had suggested they each bring something impressive as a way to get their foot in the door for their undercover mission.

Calvin had prepared a symbiotic system from the Briarwood University Biology Department, which he thought was pretty impressive. But after Lionel saw it, his reaction was lukewarm.

Calvin spent the whole ride reflecting on where his work had fallen short.

Quinlyn, meanwhile, was happily munching on fries dipped in ketchup, chewing loudly as she mumbled, “I showed him the drug production plan.”

Calvin’s eyes widened. ‘Are you crazy? Can you just give him something like that?‘ He was so flustered that he grabbed the fries right out of Quinlyn’s hand.

Quinlyn glanced back at Calvin, pushing the plate toward him, reminding him not to snatch her fries. “There are plenty more fries here.”

‘I’m not craving your fries at all, okay?‘ Calvin thought sarcastically. He was getting more and more anxious.

Just then, Lionel, sitting across from them, warned, “What do you think you’re doing? Don’t you know how precious a biologist’s hands are? What if Quinlyn gets hurt? Let go.”

It took a moment for Calvin to realize they were undercover, and a cold sweat almost broke out.

Even though he was much older than Quinlyn, he was nowhere near as calm as she was. Initially, he wanted to protect her, but now he felt embarrassed by his own actions.

They finished their meal and had some coffee, slowly passing into the afternoon.

Lionel took a phone call, then cheerfully invited. “How about we take a tour of the lab? This morning, I showed the experts Quinlyn’s report. Some of them didn’t quite understand it. They were hoping you could explain it to them.”

It turned out that Lionel had spent the morning taking them around to stall and verify the authenticity of the plan. But after all that time, those people still hadn’t figured it out.

Quinlyn didn’t refuse, getting up to follow Lionel out. The three of them rode the elevator down to the basement. As they reached the bottom, Lionel pressed the alert button above. The elevator noticeably dropped a little.

When the metal door opened, a blast of cold air hit them, and Calvin, in his short–sleeved shirt, couldn’t help but shiver.

The entire space was flooded with bright white lights. Through layers of glass, they could see room after room filled with countless high–tech instruments. Some of these devices were so advanced that even Briarwood University had yet to acquire them.

expected Lionel to

pushed the door open, and after a few

turned back to Quinlyn with a smile. “Quinlyn, they can’t make sense of it.

lab–coated experts, nodded, and spoke with a hint of disdain, “Looks like

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to tell whether she was insulting the

the sake of the formula ratios, Lionel sweet–talked Quinlyn and

wasn’t involved, was about to go explore other

done making the product, we can all leave together,” Lionel said, turning around

realized they were now in

they might not get out of there alive. The

workstation, remained calm. She wore goggles and gloves, adding materials to petri dishes while swiftly

dumbfounded. ‘She didn’t measure the grams or check ratios? She’s

perception. After handling something more than three times, she could almost always

midst of the dazzling crowd, Quinlyn took only two minutes to prepare the solution in the petri dish and toss it into the machine. A few minutes later, a crystal was

it off and placed it into a small bag. The powdery white substance indeed looked like

expect

her

never used drugs, so I wouldn’t be able to tell if it’s good

Lionel was not foolish enough to get addicted himself.

insist. After tossing the items to him, she

busy testing the purity of

a hotel to rest. Actually, they were being monitored with two

that can make people addicted?” As soon as they entered,

room, casually feeling beneath the

frustrated. “Did you think about the consequences of this? Did they agree with what you’re doing?” He was, of

devices, she sat down on the sofa and spoke. “I made the drug, but

skeptical. “Then how are you going to

addiction, Lionel would definitely

blank, her eyes deep. “But

me.*

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