The cellphone had been out of signal all along. Zhou Ziang regretted it—not that he regretted following Locke's directions into the unknown Underground Biopark—but that he should've called Xi Lijuan right after getting off the airplane. He could imagine his mother definitely sitting by the phone at home, dialing nonstop.
Looking at the concealed entrance of the Underground Biopark, Zhou Ziang thought to himself that women really were troublesome creatures. In his mind, he involuntarily recalled the little woman who had "bitten" him while in a daze that day. A smile unconsciously spread across his lips—women were also adorable creatures.
At the entrance of the Underground Biopark, the surveillance camera was still focused on Zhou Ziang. That slight smile of his was captured completely, transmitted to the central meeting room of the Biopark, onto an eighty-one-inch television screen.
