About an hour later, the group returned to the sub-bureau.
The arrest work was completed, and what remained was the interrogation, which would be relatively easier.
Lin Yi didn't plan to stay here. After notifying Zhu Junchi, he headed back to Zhong Hai on his own.
On the way back, his mind was occupied with matters of the pills.
The problem now facing him was the Alchemy Furnace.
There seemed to be very few of these for sale on the market, but there were two ways to get one.
The Shangqing Palace had an idle Alchemy Furnace that could be used.
Alternatively, he could have someone make one. In any case, the problem wasn't too big.
The biggest problem was how to sell thirty pills for one hundred million.
Thinking of this, Lin Yi inwardly cursed the ancestors of the system's eighteen generations.
About two hours later, Lin Yi arrived home.
Ji Qingyan was outside with the child, basking in the sun.
"Have you handled everything?" Ji Qingyan asked.
