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"It's not it." After a moment's silence, Chi Xin said decisively.

Fu Minghui also knew that it was not a shadow creature, but she felt puzzled by its determination.

Zhixin seemed to know what she was thinking, and immediately explained, "You said that there was a beast spirit, which you called the little thing, that had been following the shadow creatures, and Toothless and the little thing lived in peace. You don't know Toothless yet. If the other party has even a little bit of evil, it can't tolerate it."

Oh, Toothless has this function?

"You should know, right? In Zhongyidong, people believe that cats are gods, so they naturally have the power to distinguish between good and evil. Although I don't have this saying, if you go home and carefully pull apart the hair on Wuya's head, you will find a strand of dark red hair. It's not obvious now, but it will become more obvious as it grows. So, it is actually a black cat, born with black power."

"Wu Ya is mine!" Fu Minghui said immediately.

"I won't compete with you." Chi Xin rolled his eyes in anger. "But since it wasn't the black shadow who did it and affected your ability, it proves that there must be something you haven't paid attention to. After all, nothing happens without a reason. I don't believe that anyone's cultivation can be so high that they can seal you from a distance. Didn't you see? When Taoist Fu Bo cast a spell on you, how solemn and difficult it was? What about the successors? Even if there is a team of people cooperating, it won't be that easy. On the other hand, if there are many people cooperating, won't there be more traces left? Think again!"

"Then...then..." Fu Minghui felt like he was stuck in a dead end.

She was scratching her head a bit, because she had really combed through all her memories, and there was no way there would be any new clues. Just as Zhixin said, if the other party made a lot of noise, she couldn't have no feeling at all, right?

Maybe it was because of her anxiety, but she grabbed her arms hard a few times.

Because the sleeves of the sweater are rolled up high, the lower half of the arms are exposed.

Scientifically speaking, the action of scratching will cause the skin to itch due to the increase in local temperature, causing her to slap the thing unconsciously.

Zhang Jianhui on the side was startled and couldn't help asking, "Where are the mosquitoes? No, no, it's winter, where do the mosquitoes come from?"

Luo Zhao's eyes dropped and he saw the shallow scar on Fu Minghui's arm, and his heart suddenly trembled.

But he didn't say anything, just frowned gradually and made a quick decision in his heart.

He turned to Zhixin and said, "It will take some time for you to look up the classics, but it will also give Fu Minghui some time to think. This matter is very urgent, Taoist priest, please keep in touch so that we can communicate at any time, okay?"

Zhixin had no objection, and directly pointed out the name, "Just ask that Li so-and-so to keep in touch with me. There's no need for a bunch of people to come here and talk at the same time, which almost disturbed my Tao mind. Anyway, when the research results are out, I will teach it to Li so-and-so, so that he can continue to the next step."

After saying that, he went offline and the screen went black.

Li rubbed his hands and was very happy.

Because it means that he is going to be taught the secret method.

For people in the Xuanmen, it is an extremely rare opportunity.

Zhang Jianhui went to find Yun Ke and Lu Dachui as planned to conduct another line of investigation.

Fu Minghui was about to ask Luo Zhao what he was going to do, but Luo Zhao suddenly said to her, "Come with me to the medical department now. I need to check the effect of the new technology in treating broken bones."

"Is your ribs okay?" Fu Minghui was surprised.

Luo Zhao shook his head. "Don't worry, it's just a routine checkup. Director Zhuang of the Medical Department, whom we call Mr. Zhuang, reminded me to go for a checkup after the first mission, that's all."

This is reasonable. The same applies to patients entering the hospital. They need to be re-examined after a period of time.

Fu Minghui actually wanted to say: What do you want me to do together during your review?

But thinking about the opportunity to spend more time with Luo Zhao, he swallowed his words and followed happily.

Her authority in the bureau was already quite broad, and now with Luo Zhao accompanying her, her scope was even wider.

On the way and in the corridor, they met several colleagues from other departments, as well as Zhao Changjing, who was taking a break outside the border. They were all looking at the two people in front and behind in confusion.

Why does it look a bit like a domineering president picked up a stray kitten?

"Director Luo, is this direction heading to the Medical Department?" one of Zhao Changjing's subordinates asked, "Don't mention it, it's Mr. Zhuang from the Medical Department who happens to be on duty today. But why is Director Luo bringing a little guy with him?"

"Maybe he was injured while carrying out the mission." Zhao Changjing made a random analysis, although from the outside, Fu Minghui did not seem to have any injuries.

But, it could be an internal injury, right?

"It's dangerous to be on a mission at the border. Why?" Zhao Changjing rolled his eyes at his subordinates. "Because they are not on the payroll, they are not eligible to use the medical resources of the bureau?"

"That's not what I meant." The subordinate shook his head quickly.

Zhao Changjing snorted, turned and left.

Recently, he had more contact and cooperation with the Cleaning Department, and finally understood why Luo Zhao was so fond of this extra-staff member. It looked ordinary, but it was actually a killer.

If it were him, he would also have to be pampered and protected.

Luo Zhao seemed to ignore the strange looks from his colleagues and went straight to Fu Minghui and the medical department.

This place is different from ordinary hospitals. Although it occupies a large area, it is divided into small partitions with glass, and different instruments are placed inside. The staff are busy, and there are also employees from the bureau who come to treat injuries.

Fu Minghui looked at it coldly. Although she had seldom been to the hospital since she was a child, she knew that those instruments were extraordinary.

The people here are more like scientific researchers than doctors, and they are very focused.

After all, there were more people here than in the corridor, but no one looked at her. This time it was her turn to become invisible.

Walking to the innermost part, Luo Zhao knocked on the door and took her into an office.

Fu Minghui bowed politely and greeted his superior and the old man politely. Although he had never met him before, the nameplate on the desk was clearly written.

Zhuang Quanshu, Director of the Medical Department.

Fu Minghui often heard from Yun Ke and others that Director Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang, was a highly respected person. After all, he had saved many lives in the bureau, including Luo Zhao. Moreover, the Medical Department was relatively independent, and it was responsible for saving the dying and the wounded, as well as researching life-saving black technology.

Mr. Zhuang is very old, but he still seems to be in good health, standing straight and looking energetic.

"Come for a follow-up examination? You've been obedient this time." Director Zhuang said, but his eyes were fixed on Fu Minghui.

Luo Zhao said quickly, "I will follow the doctor's advice, don't worry. As for my men, please check them as well."

Fu Minghui was surprised.

I thought she came here to accompany him, why does she also need a physical examination?

She wanted to say: I'm not injured, I'm fine. But according to their discipline, they required absolute obedience outside and argued at home, so she swallowed her objection.

The fourth update is completed.

Thank you for your tolerance.