"How much information have you gotten out of Zhao Renming?"
The western man shook his head, "I don't know either, we just follow orders, we do what we're told."
Lin Yi nodded, not doubting this explanation.
The Anglo organization has a strict internal structure and hierarchy; they are just out there risking their lives, naturally not qualified to know too much.
Lin Yi turned back and gave Xiao Bing a look.
"Stop his bleeding, take him aside for now; he might still be useful."
"Understood."
Lin Yi turned to the other side, looking at Song Yaguo and Su Zhuihui.
"I guess you know why we caught you; I hope you two can cooperate a bit."
Lin Yi's gaze swept over them both.
"Regarding the Research Institute, I know some things: you and Zhao Renming are each responsible for a part. I won't make things hard for you, just tell me what you know."
The two exchanged a look and simultaneously glanced at that short-haired westerner.
