Although Chen Xiaolin was a little confused, he accepted Li Duanen's invitation.
After sitting down, Chen Xiaolin ordered coffee and Li Duanen ordered green tea, and the two began talking.
Chen Xiaolin followed up on his previous question by asking, "Can you find the source of this strange power?"
"Without clear signs, we can't make any inferences." Li Duojin nodded.
"But aren't you a master? You have to rely on reasoning to solve problems. What kind of science and logic do you need?" Chen Xiaolin pursed the corner of his mouth.
Li Duojin smiled and explained, "Not everything is suitable for these methods. It takes a lot of energy to do so."
Chen Xiaolin didn't really joke, and said, "If this strange power source is near Jiji, can you find it?"
``Looks like you got the answer, huh?'' Li Duojin laughed and took a small sip of pure green tea.
Chen Xiaolin did not answer immediately, but looked seriously into the other person's eyes and asked again, "Can you find it?"
``I think it's okay.'' Li Tajin put down the tea, thought for a moment, and answered seriously.
``Then I'd like to ask you a favor, and I'll give you 20,000 yuan.'' Chen Xiaolin stretched out his scissor hand, his heart pounding. For someone like him who doesn't usually save much, 20,000 yuan is a lot of money.
Li Duojin smiled, agreed directly without thinking, and said, “Okay.”
When Chen Xiaolin heard the positive answer, she looked happy, but felt disappointed.
Too expensive, too ignored...
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As soon as Li Duojin got out of the car and returned his luggage to the hotel room, Chen Xiaolin pulled him back into the car.
Li Duanen looked at Chen Xiaolin helplessly and said quietly: "Fortunately, I'm a young man now. Otherwise I won't really be able to keep up with your pace, so can I take a break first?"
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