Players with heart conditions should absolutely not play Qingque, unless you possess great fortune, or you believe you have a chance to transmigrate to another world after death.
— Lin Mo�...
Seeing this, the employees also looked away.
Xiao Lian, standing next to him, frowned. The coffee had been sitting cold for a long time, so why was it still a little hot?
Although he had doubts, seeing Director Chen's "calm" demeanor, he figured it wasn't a big deal and didn't pursue it further.
Although Chen Yanan appeared elegant and calm on the surface, her heart was already churning with turbulent emotions, like tens of thousands of alpacas galloping and surging.
Now, she already had two curses in her mind, ready to unleash them properly when she saw Lin Mo.
But now is not the time to think about that.
She frowned deeply and typed in a slightly flustered manner: 【What's going on? Are you kidding me?】
Lin Mo: [I'm not kidding, it really exploded.]
Lin Mo was not joking, and the parchment scroll really did explode.
Anger, pain, regret, and remorse flashed through her mind one by one, and finally turned into a long sigh.
As the director of the intelligence agency, he certainly has that kind of mental fortitude.
The parchment scroll is ruined, so be it. Although the efforts of the past two days may have been in vain, and we have also missed a major opportunity to thwart the secret teachings of the Medicine King.
But thinking about these things now is pointless; what's important is to worry about what you currently have.
Nan Nan muttered to herself: [What exactly happened? Were we ambushed by the Medicine King's secret techniques? How are you and Li Ling doing now? Are you safe?]
Lin Mo: [Director Chen, I know you're in a hurry, but please don't rush. How about I hear some good news first?]
Chen Yanan immediately laughed in anger, "Heh, the parchment scroll is gone, what good news can you possibly come from?"
Lin Mo: [We have successfully extracted all the believer information from the parchment scroll.]
Nan Nan muttered to herself: 【? ? ?】
Nan Nan muttered to herself: [...]
Nan Nan muttered to herself: "Are you making fun of me?"