When Ethan Fu returned to the laboratory, everyone was sorting out the information and preparing to take the equipment to the investigation headquarters in Seattle.
He looked around and saw Patrick Zhuo at the open-air bar outside the glass corridor. Uncle Zhuo was sitting at a leisure table and chair next to the bar, with his phone directly on the table, seemingly on speakerphone. He curled his fingers and opened the can of iced coffee with one hand, with a disdainful smile on his face, it seemed that the person on the other end of the phone made him very unhappy.
After waiting for five minutes, Patrick Zhuo returned to the laboratory drinking coffee.
Ethan Fu: "Who's calling?"
Patrick Zhuo gave an unexpected answer: "Levi."
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