Lu Li didn't discuss the point further and began asking other questions.
Members of the United Organization suggested that Lu Li should consult Old Moss upstairs—a former senior investigator before his retirement.
After expressing his gratitude, Lu Li looked around the base before departing.
When he returned to the surface, a hazy drizzle had unexpectedly begun to fall.
Passersby on the damp cobblestone streets were clad in coats, with numerous black umbrellas blooming against the backdrop of the ancient alleys. The foggy desolation momentarily gave him the illusion of being in old London.
With the guidance of a compass needle, Anna wheeled Lu Li out of the depths of the shop.
"The people downstairs said I could ask you some questions," Lu Li told the seemingly ordinary old man behind the counter.
"If I know the answers," the elderly man didn't mind passing the boring time with a conversation.
