Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Chapter 93 This night was explosively ambiguous.

Jiang Lang walked quickly. Although he felt that Mo Yun would not leave Yunjin because of today's small incident, it would definitely be more difficult to find him.

We must now accelerate the progress.

The patient information that Yang Yu possessed was exactly what she needed.

Say something.

Even from fragments of memories of women in professional attire, we can still glean useful information.

This at least proves that there is definitely more than one expert like Mo Yun.

In Yunjin, there was a crown prince.

The clues from the hospital are also very likely related to this crown prince.

I just don't know if the conflict between the two sides can be exploited.

Jiang Lang kept recalling information about the beehive.

Although the race behind Mo Yun is very special, it has the characteristics of pure spiritual beings of Lingxu creatures, as well as the high sociality of insect races, and is also particularly secretive.

But since they all call themselves bee tribes, they must have many of the same characteristics.

If that's the case.

This ethnic group should now be in the stage of establishing royal fiefdoms.

Either the old queen bee is dying and a new queen bee is needed to take over.

Either the colony needs to expand, so the new queen bee leads some worker bees away to develop a new hive to expand the colony.

But regardless of the situation, one fact remains unchanged: there are two or more crown princes vying for power.

These crown princes should all be in their childhood, or at least in their understanding of childhood.

To become a queen bee, one still needs to break through the queen cell.

It is highly likely that we are still in a weak stage, relying on royal jelly to build a foundation, and will only take off when we break through the queen cell.

It has great potential, but it's hard to find now.

However—there must be worker bees of Mo Yun's caliber.

Once you catch one that's strong enough, the mission is complete.

From a certain perspective, the time wasn't actually that rushed.

All indications suggest that Yunjin has a crown prince, and that there are many worker bees residing in Yunjin, resembling women in business attire; the only question is whether they can be found.

Jiang Lang was also becoming increasingly interested in this creature, and even felt a chill run down his spine.

Extremely high concealment, extremely high social interaction, and if individual creativity can also be guaranteed—

Such a racial limit is almost infinitely high.

After all, a human army can easily fall apart due to low morale.

However, if a hive needs to accomplish something big, it can share a single underlying code.

A typical hive can control humans; it is an individual within the hive that can exert mind control over humans on a one-to-many basis.

But this bee is a parasitic fusion organism, just like a territorial creature.

The creatures of Lingxu can only engage in one-on-one combat.

But it can use its soul as bee eggs to multiply and spread its branches.

Although this process must have had limitations, otherwise it would have become a dominant force long ago.

But thinking about it—it's still a bit scary.

"Never mind that! Let's take care of what's in front of us first."

Jiang Lang exhaled a breath of stale air and rang Yang Yu's doorbell.

The door opened shortly afterward.

Bai Zhaoli poked her head out, her face beaming with joy: "Are you alright?"

"fine!"

Jiang Lang entered the room with a sullen face: "However, Mo Yun is very cautious; I didn't even see a hair on his head."

Bai Zhaoli sighed softly, "I should have just won him over last night."

Jiang Lang chuckled: "How could I have known so much earlier? If I had known earlier, I would have been born into your family as the son of a warlord, and I could have lived a life of ease."

Bai Zhaoli: "————"

Yang Yu laughed from the side, "You can't just randomly reincarnate! If you were really reincarnated into her family, she'd be furious with you!"

Bai Zhaoli immediately became a little nervous and couldn't help but glare at Yang Yu, but fortunately Jiang Lang didn't seem to understand what she meant.

"I'll just lie down and not fight her for anything, so why is she in such a hurry?"

Jiang Lang nodded to Yang Yu in acknowledgment: "Sister Yu, thank you for your help this time."

Yang Yu waved her hand: "No trouble at all. If it weren't for the commander's efforts, my father might not have gotten the position of director of the Qipu branch. You've come at the right time. I've already prepared the meal. Let's eat together."

Jiang Lang didn't stand on ceremony, thanked him, and sat down at the dining table.

He sighed and asked, "How are the victims?"

Yang Yu laughed and said, "It's already been protected. My dad sent someone to investigate secretly. They should be able to find out a lot of things. We'll reveal it when we need to."

"Good."

"If you ask me, you should really join us. You and Zhao Li are the same kind of people as Mo Li. Then you two, the Black Wind Duo, one killing and the other setting fires, it sounds poetic."

"Sister Yu, please don't try to persuade him. He has his reasons."

"Oh, no?"

Yang Yu couldn't help but glare at Bai Zhaoli: "Who was it that was so desperate to recruit him before? You suddenly become a rational person just because you're in a relationship?"

Bai Zhaoli:

Jiang Lang: "————"

Yang Yu waved her hand: "Never mind, let's not talk about it anymore! Let's eat first. Xiao Jiang, try my signature soup."

Jiang Lang quickly took the soup bowl: "Thank you, Sister Yu."

It must be said that Yang Yu's cooking skills are indeed quite good.

Three dishes and a soup, all very home-style, yet they made for an incredibly satisfying meal.

These days, someone with such culinary skills is either a top chef or a wealthy person who has plenty of time, no pressure, and loves life.

Clearly, Yang Yu is the latter.

Yang Yu didn't seem very hungry. After eating a few bites, she stretched and stood up. "You guys continue eating. I'm a little sleepy, so I won't keep you company. If you want to sleep, you can go to that guest room. Zhao Li often stays there."

The other room is full of my musical instruments, so please don't go in!

After saying that, she yawned and went back into the house, leaving the two of them alone in the dining room.

Jiang Lang patted his stomach: "Did Sister Yu give you the patient's information? Shall we rest for a bit and then set off?"

"But you look very tired."

Bai Zhaoli rested her chin on her hand as she looked at him, her tone not showing any particular emotional fluctuation, but rather a gentle heartache.

The words had just left his mouth.

Yang Yu's praise came through the miniature earpiece in her ear: "Ah, yes, yes, yes! You've got it all figured out! Zhao Li, how have you improved so quickly?"

Bai Zhaoli's ears were burning. These words were taught to her by Yang Yu, who kept emphasizing that while there were only a few words, the tone was the most important.

She practiced several times, but she couldn't satisfy Yang Yu.

When he arrived in front of Jiang Lang, he met Yang Yu's requirements in one go.

And judging from Jiang Lang's reaction, the effect seems to be very good.

She could feel that when she said those words, Jiang Lang's breath hitched for a moment, and his earlobes turned slightly red.

Jiang Lang's eyes shifted to his soup bowl: "Huh? Really? I don't feel that tired."

Bai Zhaoli looked at him with a deep gaze: "But you seem very tired! I even took a nap this afternoon, but you've been keeping your eyes open the whole time. Why don't you go and rest for a while? I need to organize the patient information, and we can set off together after I'm done—"

Jiang Lang felt that he might really need to rest for a while.

"Um----"

Because his heart was beating very fast.

It's like a warning sign of staying up too late.

The problem is—it hasn't even lasted that long.

It would be best to take a rest.

He nodded: "Okay, I'll just lie on the sofa for a while, and you can call me when it's time."

"Okay! Go ahead."

Bai Zhaoli nodded, watching Jiang Lang flee towards the sofa as if escaping. A smile involuntarily crept onto her lips. Once Jiang Lang turned his back and lay down, she triumphantly tilted her chin towards the home security camera in the living room.

Jiang Lang lay down on his side facing the back of the sofa.

Weird!

Why is my heart beating so fast?

Take a break!

"Clatter!"

The main light in the living room dimmed, leaving only the dim, warm nightlight.

Jiang Lang heard footsteps and quickly closed his eyes.

Then I felt the sofa next to me sag slightly.

Then, something stuck to my calf.

The fabric is pure cotton, just like the training pants Bai Zhaoli wore today.

Beneath the fabric lies a rather supple young girl's body.

As for which part, he wasn't quite sure.

It wasn't stuck on very tightly; it seemed unintentional, just sticking there loosely.

But the more this happened, the more sensitive Jiang Lang's calf skin became.

It was like ten thousand foxtail grasses swaying gently in the breeze, tickling his calves.

He couldn't help but glance back and saw Bai Zhaoli sitting on the sofa with her laptop, quietly organizing documents.

Under the screen's light, the strands of hair falling across her forehead shimmered with a warm white glow, outlining graceful curves in the dim air.

Jiang Lang's throat moved, and he quickly turned his head back.

He wanted to pull his leg back, but the distance was just awkward.

He tried to force himself to fall asleep several times but failed.

Just then, he felt Bai Zhaoli stand up.

Are you leaving?

that's nice!

Just as this thought crossed his mind, he heard Bai Zhaoli's voice behind him.

"Jiang Lang, are you asleep?"

The sound was very soft; only those who were awake could hear it.

Jiang Lang whispered, "No—"

"That's good! I have a question for you that I've been wondering about all day."

"Ask away."

"Turn around."

Jiang Lang turned around, but as soon as he did, he regretted it.

Because Bai Zhaoli was squatting right in front of him, their faces were less than twenty centimeters apart.

My heart started racing again.

Bai Zhaoli asked softly, "Your mirror is so magical, can I hear it? Of course, if it's inconvenient for you, just pretend I didn't ask. I'm just too curious."

"Well----"

Jiang Lang was noticeably slow to react to her voice.

Bai Zhaoli seemed to suddenly realize how ambiguous the distance was, and her breath trembled slightly.

The two breaths mingled within a mere twenty centimeters of each other.

The night was quiet.

It was so quiet you could hear two people's heartbeats.

It's getting more and more urgent, so urgent that I can't tell which one is whose.

Inside the miniature earphone.

Yang Yu's voice grew increasingly excited: "Zhao Li, you're not just bragging, you really do have some skills!"

But the outcome is not yet decided, so it cannot be considered that I have lost.

Close your eyes! I'm a person who can take a loss; I'll give you all my cosmetics, no problem.

But if you don't kiss her, you lose this round!