"It's not just complicated, it's extremely complicated," Luo Xiaoxue emphasized. "After the last Nightmare Leech incident, 12 inspectors sacrificed their lives over the next six months, with seven lost in just the first two months. Now, with a large influx of people, countless sources of infection are bound to arise. Those senior inspectors are still out on the field and haven't returned. It's too dangerous for you to fill in now."
As she spoke, she took out a packet of red powder from a box, poured it into a cup, and dissolved it with hot water. "It's an ordinary synthetic painkiller that can relieve some pain and speed up the recovery of bruises."
"Thanks."
Cheng Ye took the cup, his fingertips grazing the warm cup wall. Looking up, he said, "Sister Luo, I've gotten a pretty good grasp of the situation at the station recently, and I have some understanding of the factions in the Inner City. I want to ask about my dad."
