After the qualifying session ended, the crew members finished their meals and returned to the pit lane.
Car No. 32 was fully lifted, and the rear covers were removed, revealing the powerful engine inside with its tangled, muscular intake manifolds.
"We've looked at the data, and there's no obvious variance. Are you sure there's a problem inside?" Alan asked.
"Yes, I believe there's an issue. It would be best to take it apart and have a look," Wu Shi said.
If an ordinary driver had said this, the engineers and mechanics would have undoubtedly shot them down. Tearing down an engine was a massive undertaking! Who would want to work overtime in the middle of the night?! But the young man in front of them was Wu Shi, a driver who had shown absolute dominance in F3.
Alan exchanged a glance with the mechanics and nodded helplessly. This guy called the shots now; they had to follow his requests.
