FORTY-ONE
When Dr. Li’s superiors summoned him to PLA headquarters in Beijing, he was worried. Usually General Wei respected his important duties and would come to his lab to visit him there. Now he wasn’t sure what to expect. Surely this was about the Tylosaurus m******e of the tourists on Saipan, but would he receive admonishment or accolades? It could go either way. The project had been classified, but now the world knew about it.
The whole way there he flipped through options in his mind, looking for the approach that would reflect on him most positively, increasing his power within the party. He could claim the entire incident was an intentional proof of concept of his own design—or he could claim no responsibility and blame General Wei’s guards for letting the sea dragons escape.
