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"Yes, the bureau will definitely take Xiaoyue away and keep her under strict supervision." Xia Zhifei sighed.

Ah Zhao was forcibly detained for six months. Imagine if such a young child had the same experience...

She dared not think about it anymore.

Chapter Thirty-One: Joining Forces

In the following days, Li Manqiu did not come again, but her young lady was always an early riser, so Lu Zhao simply told her and the other team members not to come over at night. Anyway, she could go to the toilet by herself now, so it wasn't a big problem.

However, she asked about Duan Yue several times, but Xia Zhifei and Messiah cleverly changed the subject each time, which made her a little depressed.

They won't let me ask, they won't let me see, she's not in jail!

It's impossible not to worry. Since he had decided to adopt the child, Lu Zhao had already begun to accept her from the bottom of his heart.

To be honest, this was a risky move for her to expand her existing relationships on top of the original owner's. If it weren't for the fact that the body didn't reject this move, and that even if she left this world one day, Duan Yue wouldn't abandon her, she wouldn't have felt at ease adopting this child.

However, the two people's reactions to mentioning Duan Yue these past few days were so strange that Lu Zhao couldn't help but imagine many worrying scenarios.

So, on the very night the cast on her leg was removed, she decided to sneak into Duan Yue's hospital room to see how the child was doing.

"Then I'm leaving. You should get some rest." As it approached nine o'clock, Miss Xia, as usual, slung her bag over her shoulder and prepared to leave the ward.

Lu Zhao sat obediently on the hospital bed, waving at her with a smile: "I know, be careful on the road, and remember to text me when you get home."

Okay! Bye-bye!

Watching the young lady leave, Lu Zhao didn't rush to get out of bed. Instead, he continued to scroll through his phone for half an hour as usual, until he received a text message from Xia Zhifei saying that she had arrived home. Only then did he leisurely make a phone call.

"Hey Messiah, are you at the hospital right now? It's nothing, I just suddenly have a craving for wontons from our usual shop on Octagon Street, could you buy some for me?"

Finally, after managing to distract Duan Yue's guards with a phone call, Lu Zhao carefully got out of bed, changed out of his hospital gown, and went up to the fourth floor when the other medical staff weren't looking.

Arriving at the ward door based on his memory, Lu Zhao began to feel nervous again.

To be honest, she was really afraid of seeing something that would make her lose control.

However, in reality, everything was peaceful and beautiful. Duan Yue lay quietly asleep in bed, without any of the tubes she had imagined inserted into her body. Her breathing was even and calm, and even her complexion had visibly improved. Only tranquility enveloped her entire face.

very nice.

Lu Zhao stood in front of the bed, gently stroking the baby's wispy hairs on her forehead, looking at her with warm eyes.

In fact, she had been reflecting on herself these past few days, wondering why she suddenly had the idea of ​​adopting this child. It wasn't just because the original owner's emotions influenced her, but mostly because of her own reasons.

Later, when no one was around late at night, he carefully thought through everything he had done since he came into this world, and slowly realized why he wanted to adopt Duan Yue.

All the memories of this body now, about everyone around her, about the original owner of herself, are viewed from an outsider's perspective.

Only Duan Yue, everything about her was witnessed by herself, and she personally experienced the fire. This experience was unique to her and did not belong to the original owner of the body.

It wasn't because of anyone else, but simply because she felt sorry for the child, and at this stage, the most important thing she could do for the child was to adopt her and give her a home.

“Little friend, you’ll be coming to our home soon,” Lu Zhao said, looking at the sky with eyes full of tenderness. “Although I’ve never taken care of a child before, I’m confident I can take good care of you.”

I don't know where that confidence came from.

She couldn't help but mentally criticize herself, and then she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket, jolting her awake. She tucked the blanket around the child and hurriedly left.

Little did Lu Zhao know that after she left, two figures gradually emerged from the corner of the ward.

“We’ve already fooled her.” Li Manqiu watched Lu Zhao leave calmly until he was out of sight, then silently withdrew her gaze. “Take her back.”

Xin Xia, who was next to her, wiped the sweat from her face and said, "Yes."

Fortunately, Messiah arrived in time; otherwise, with someone far more powerful than him, he might not have been able to hold on.

He rushed over, wanting to pick up Duan Yue, but Li Manqiu slapped his hand away.

"Wrap it in a sheet," she reminded him coldly.

“…Oh.” Xin Xia was stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening. She hurriedly wrapped the person in a sheet, then carefully picked up Duan Yue, nodded to Li Manqiu, and then took the child and disappeared into the wall.

Xin Xia, a B-level psionicist, possesses the abilities of stealth and concealment.

After a short while, Messiah poked his head in from outside, looked inside, and then opened the door with relief. "Captain Li, thank you very much this time."

"No need." Li Manqiu's attitude remained as indifferent as ever.

She didn't seem to care, but glanced regretfully at the wrinkles on the bed, sighed, and slumped into the chair in front of the bed. "Can such a young child really endure living under the bureau's surveillance from such a young age, undergoing all sorts of experiments and tests every day?"

There was silence in the room.

Messiah then looked at her with a sudden realization: "That's right, why did I tell you so much? If Captain Li has nothing else to say, you can go back now."

Only then did Li Manqiu slowly speak: "Aren't we the same? We live under the surveillance of the Bureau of Spirits every day, like guinea pigs. We are no different from her."

"You!" Messiah's expression changed slightly. He wanted to stand up and rebuke her for her treasonous remarks, but after thinking about it, he finally sat down dejectedly. "Fine, I want to be alone for a while. Captain Li, please do as you please."

As the sound of high heels faded into the distance, Messiah slowly raised her head, looked at the empty ward, gave a bitter smile, and slowly closed her eyes. What flashed through her mind was a black and white scene.

She had seen it many days ago.

The girl who came back to life, who had clearly fallen into the sea of ​​fire, suddenly stood up as if possessed, as if a new soul had taken over her body.

And the girl's face...

The moment their eyes met, she suddenly opened them, clutched her head, and collapsed to the ground in agony.

Messiah, an A-level psionic being, possesses the ability to traverse the flow of time and capture fragments of time.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Cooperation? Threat?

Knowing that Duan Yue was doing well, Lu Zhao was immediately relieved. He ate and slept well for the remaining two days and quickly completed the discharge procedures, officially leaving the hospital.

The A-level psionic energy not only gave her powerful abilities, but also recovery abilities that were difficult for ordinary people to match. For the same wound, an ordinary person would probably have to lie down for three or four months, but she could be jumping around again in just half a month.

As soon as Lu Zhao stepped out of the hospital and breathed in the fresh air, his anxiety returned almost immediately.

She hasn't found the female lead yet. What if she quietly infiltrates the villainous organization while she's in the hospital?

For a moment, she thought about going back to the hospital; at least when she was lying in bed receiving treatment, she wasn't in the mood to think about those things.

"Ah Zhao, let's go home first to put our things away, then we'll go get something nice to eat..."

“No, send me back to the Bureau of Spirits.” Lu Zhao refused without even thinking.

Xia Zhifei was taken aback, then looked away somewhat guiltily, "Why...why are you in such a hurry? You've just recovered, you need to rest more!"

“Well…” Lu Zhao hesitated for a moment, then nodded reluctantly after thinking for a long time, “Okay, I’ll go make a call first.”

As she spoke, she walked to the side and dialed Song Lingge's number. As soon as the call connected, Song Lingge asked impatiently, "Have any new people joined recently?"

Song Lingge was still confused about what had happened. After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, she replied, "No one has come in. I'm still screening the new recruits, so you don't need to worry."

How could she not worry?

If the female lead doesn't show up, they're all doomed!

Lu Zhao's urging words were almost on the tip of his tongue when he heard a tired voice from the other end of the phone: "Captain, you should rest well. I will take care of things in the team."

Hmm... I can't seem to say it.

She paused for a moment, then could only say, "Don't overwork yourself, I'll be back with the team soon."

A soft laugh came from the other end of the line, "Okay, I...we'll wait for you to come back."

With mixed feelings, Lu Zhao hung up the phone, glanced back at Xia Zhifei who was still waiting for him, sighed inwardly, but put on a smile: "Let's go, let's go home together."

……

Returning to this strange yet familiar villa, the surreal feeling of "I can't believe I can live here" finally subsided somewhat. After unpacking and putting away their belongings, the two finally had time to sit on the soft sofa.

One looked up at the sky, while the other enthusiastically pulled out his phone to order takeout.

"Ah Zhao, is this delicious?"

"Ah Zhao, I'd like to order this!"

"Ah Zhao! Ah Zhao!"

Enjoying Miss Xia's noisy onslaught with a look of utter despair, Lu Zhao turned his head to look at her, then took the phone from her hand. "Why are you ordering takeout? We need to raise a child soon, we should start saving some money."

“…Eh?” Xia Zhifei’s face stiffened.

Lu Zhao didn't notice her little expression. He just stretched and stood up, saying, "Alright, I'll go to the supermarket at the entrance of the community to buy some groceries. I'll cook today."

"Um, Ah Zhao, how about we reconsider?" Xia Zhifei stood up with a conflicted expression. "Actually, we don't necessarily have to..."

"No takeout allowed." Lu Zhao refused her without hesitation. "At least it's fine when I'm not home, but from now on when I am home, don't even think about ordering anything that will hurt your throat."

Xia Zhifei pursed her lips, watching her close the door and leave with a hesitant expression. Then, she sat down with a frustrated look on her face. After struggling for a long time, she finally dialed a number. "Hello? It's not going to be a secret from A-Zhao anymore. When can we explain things to her?"

"Don't worry," came the signature cool voice from the phone, "the detailed examination of Duan Yue is almost complete."

After he finished speaking, the other end of the phone hung up.

“I…” The usually well-mannered young lady almost cursed in anger. She could only stare at the name in the phone book for a long time before collapsing onto the sofa with a headache.

Rewind to a few days ago, the day after Lu Zhao told Li Manqiu that she no longer needed to come over.

At that time, Xia Zhifei was a little worried about her decision to leave no one on duty in the middle of the night, and planned to stay outside the ward all night to prevent any accidents from happening to her.

She just didn't expect that Li Manqiu, who was supposed to stay away, would come again.

But this time, she wasn't looking for Lu Zhao; she was looking for herself.

"I have read Duan Yue's report."

Li Manqiu's direct approach immediately put Xia Zhifei on guard: "What do you want?"

Sensing her hostility, Li Manqiu pretended not to notice and continued, "You haven't reported it to the Spirit Management Bureau yet because you're considering Lu Zhao's feelings, right?"

Xia Zhifei remained silent.

She then continued, "You and Messiah are both long-time employees of the Bureau of Spirituality, so you should know what kind of destruction S-class psychic energy can cause, right?"

Who doesn't know that?

Nowadays, elementary school students will see this line in their textbooks: "S-class Spirit Race, one person can fight against an entire country."

This is no longer the era of cold weapons. In this age of highly advanced technology, people still define the S-class Eldar as such, which is enough to show the power of such a humanoid weapon.