In the afternoon, Li Yi took a shower on the top floor of the building, drank a cup of Golden Nutrient Liquid, and once again donned his Qiu Dragon Skin-made Flying Fish Robe. After a short rest, he picked up his sniper rifle and prepared to head out via the elevator.
Lv Jue, who had brought him here, had already left earlier.
Upon exiting the building, he planned to hail a cab to the Investigation Bureau.
However, after trying for a long while, not a single taxi was in sight. It was unclear whether it was due to a lack of drivers or because, for some reason, many people were reluctant to venture out to earn that bit of money, opting instead to temporarily close for business and stay at home. In any case, under certain special circumstances, the social mechanism was showing minor signs of malfunction.
At this moment, Li Yi fondly remembered the second-hand car he had bought for a hundred thousand yuan, which had been stolen after just one drive, a thought that still irked him.
