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Another daily task, another bus robbery, and then being forced to go back to Chi Ying's hometown, and even revealing my emotions at once. Fortunately, Chi Ying didn't suspect anything. This day was more tiring than a week of classes!

No way, she's going to slack off until she gets off work, and nobody's going to stop her!

Lu Zhao, who had already experienced the hardships of being a corporate slave before even graduating from university, relaxed on the sofa, took out his phone to browse the news and unwind, when he saw a push notification on Toutiao—

"The Spirit Race went berserk and was injured and arrested by Spirit Management Bureau employees!"

The Bureau of Spirits and Citizens?

Is this the local one?

Um... it seems like they're the only spiritual management bureau in the country; all the others are considered branches.

Lu Zhao curiously clicked into the video, wanting to see if the second team had been caught in another disaster, but instead saw a familiar figure.

"Depend on!"

She jumped up immediately, not even bothering to check the water bottle that had been knocked over, and rushed out.

Chapter Sixty-Two: Captain Lu, Protecting His Child, Goes Online

Central Hospital.

Lu Zhao hurriedly bypassed passersby and arrived at the information desk, holding his work ID in one hand and pointing at the person in the video with the other: "I am a special envoy from the Spirit Management Bureau. Which ward is this girl who was brought here today in?"

The nurse looked him over carefully and then said, "This person just had surgery and has been moved to a ward on the sixth floor. Let me see... he's in room 603."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Zhao hurriedly ran to the elevator, but after waiting for a while, the elevator still didn't come down. She was very anxious, so she simply turned around and ran up the stairs.

Fortunately, this body wasn't as physically weak as her previous one. She only felt a little out of breath after climbing six floors in one go. Lu Zhao didn't dare to rest and searched the area with her eyes. She quickly found room 602 that the nurse had mentioned.

Before she could even open the door and go inside, she heard the voices of a middle-aged man and woman coming from inside. Her body stiffened, and her hand, which was already gripping the doorknob, remained suspended in the air for a long time before slowly lowering it.

Since she's already here, it won't matter if we wait a little longer.

Lu Zhao looked up at the stairwell entrance not far away, thought for a moment, and then turned and walked in that direction.

I stood in the hallway for what seemed like forever before I saw a rather elegant middle-aged couple emerge from room 602.

Why does my child always suffer so much?

The woman asked while wiping away her tears.

Her seemingly gentle and refined husband could only sigh helplessly and accompany the woman as she slowly left, saying, "This is Xiao Fei's fate. We can't help her, and we're not on the same path as her anymore."

After they entered the elevator in the distance, she walked out listlessly, went to the door of ward 602, and gently knocked on the door.

Is there anything you forgot to bring?

The familiar voice coming from inside made her close her eyes in anguish. She took several deep breaths before mustering the courage to push the door open and go in.

Xia Zhifei was lying in the hospital bed when his eyes lit up when he saw her. "Azhao, you're here!"

Lu Zhao walked silently to her and looked her up and down.

"You..." Xia Zhifei realized something and asked nervously, "Did you run into my parents?"

The constant pain emanating from her body tore at Lu Zhao's reason. She involuntarily frowned, her voice extremely low: "Where are you hurt?"

Sensing that something was wrong with her mood, Xia Zhifei's smile finally disappeared, and she stammered, "I... I was hit, and my spleen bled a little, but after the doctor's treatment, I'm much better."

Splenic bleeding.

Lu Zhao's breathing began to tremble. She knew the consequences of spleen bleeding, which could not only quickly lead to hemorrhagic shock, but also, in more serious cases, death.

In other words, Xia Zhifei almost died?

She struggled to suppress the surging heat coursing through her body and managed to remain calm as she asked, "Weren't you supposed to be resting at home today? Why did you go out?"

“I was going to a yoga class,” Xia Zhifei scratched her face, not daring to look at her. “On the way, I ran into Messiah chasing a guy. I thought she was on a mission, so I went over to help her out. But then, for some reason, the guy suddenly went berserk…”

"enough."

Her voice was calm yet suppressed; anyone could tell she was in a very bad mood.

Xia Zhifei, somewhat fearful, reached out and tugged at her sleeve. "Azhao, don't be angry. I'm fine. Besides, Messiah has taken that man back. Now the world is at peace, everything's alright, really!"

Lu Zhao pursed his lips tightly, glanced at the young lady who was looking at him pitifully, and reached out to rub her head. "Are you injured anywhere else?"

"Thank goodness, I promise I'll recover quickly!" Xia Zhifei quickly raised her finger to swear, and then whispered to her, "You can't be mean to Messiah, he didn't do anything wrong, and he even did a good deed this time!"

"Yes, I know." Lu Zhao carefully helped the person lie back down. "You rest first. I have something to do outside, I'll be back soon."

Xia Zhifei nodded obediently, and after watching her leave, she quickly picked up her phone to inform Messiah: "Hello? It's me! Oh, I'm fine. Zhao will probably come looking for you later, so you have to keep her calm and don't let her do anything like beating a prisoner again!"

After receiving assurances from the other party, Xia Zhifei finally put down his phone, but his face was still full of worry.

However, she wasn't worried about her own body. People of the Spirit Clan have always had much stronger physical fitness than ordinary people. Even for a pampered young lady like her, the recovery time from injuries would be shorter than that of ordinary people.

What truly worries her now is Lu Zhao.

You should know that she was accidentally injured by a prisoner during a mission before, and after that person was caught, Lu Zhao forcibly dragged him out.

By the time they realized something was wrong and went to find someone, the prisoner had already been beaten black and blue and was unconscious.

For this, Lu Zhao was confined for more than half a month, and there were other punishments as well.

From then on, Xia Zhifei rarely went to the front lines himself, at most he would lend a hand when the team was extremely busy.

Since then, Lu Zhao has worked even harder on missions and has been incredibly kind to all the team members except Xia Zhifei, fearing that they might get scratches or bumps. Over time, everyone has gotten used to her protective behavior towards the team.

Although others were used to this kind of thing, she was still very dissatisfied with Lu Zhao's attitude. When it comes to arresting people, injuries are common. It was only when it was her own team members' turn that Lu Zhao would magnify these details and make things chaotic.

She had told him countless times not to do this again, but there was nothing she could do. Those who possessed fire-type abilities were always much more irritable than others. Although Lu Zhao usually controlled himself very well, he couldn't control his temper every time something like this happened.

But she knew that before becoming a member of the Spirit Clan, Lu Zhao's temper wasn't exactly good, but he wouldn't be so impulsive in the face of trouble, much less prone to killing or injuring people with a single move.

While the white flames granted her immense destructive power, they also amplified the impetuous side of her personality, manifesting as an extreme protectiveness towards her offspring.

Xia Zhifei knew that this was not her subjective intention to hurt anyone, but what's done is done, and there was no point in arguing about it. Lu Zhao herself had suffered a lot because of this, but as long as Bai Yan was in her body, she would never be able to make any changes.

As for this time...

She sighed, her head aching, and buried herself completely in the blankets.

Hopefully, someone will stop her little childhood sweetheart this time.

Chapter Sixty-Three: The Interrogation Room

Lu Zhao is very calm now.

His face was a little gloomy, he walked with a bit of a swagger, and his hands were a little warmer than usual. Other than that, there was nothing else.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. Reason told her that Xia Zhifei was just the original owner's childhood sweetheart, and to her, he was just someone she had known for less than a month. There was no need to get so angry.

But she just couldn't help it.

Even though they had only known each other for a month, and even though he knew she was just a game character in a game world, Lu Zhao had still spent a real month with her.

To her now, that is a living, breathing person.

No one would easily calm down after seeing their friend beaten up and hospitalized.

She was just going to check on the guy who was hitting people; she definitely wouldn't lay a hand on him.

That's right, she's an upright and good young woman who grew up under the banner of justice, how could she lose her temper and hit people so easily!

"Hello, Messiah? Are you at the Bureau of Spirits Management right now?" Lu Zhao asked while walking. "Okay, I'm coming right now. Keep that guy who hit me in check."

Messiah on the other end of the phone secretly wiped away a bead of sweat and glanced back at the prisoner sitting motionless in the interrogation room.

How else can she stabilize the situation?

When Tian Mu, the nominal deputy minister, heard that this guy had injured Xia Zhifei, she immediately told her to send him to the interrogation room of the monitoring department, trying to complete the process before Lu Zhao found out about it, and to make sure that the two of them didn't run into each other.

Now things have gotten really bad. Before the interrogation was even finished, Xia Zhifei and Lu Zhao, those two troublemakers, called one after the other.

One person is tasked with stabilizing Lu Zhao, and the other with stabilizing the prisoner. How is she supposed to manage that? She can't manage either of them!

Frustrated, Messiah grabbed a handful of hair and looked pitifully at Song Lingge beside him, "Sister Song, if you don't help me, I'm going to die here today."

"Don't talk nonsense," Song Lingge reached out and tapped her head. "Don't worry, I'll take care of things here. You just need to do your work with the captain. Remember not to be too harsh in your tone, and don't provoke her."

"I have no way to repay your life-saving grace! Once time has passed, I will repay you with my body!"

Even at a time like this, you're still being sarcastic.

Watching the man run downstairs in a few quick steps, Song Lingge smiled helplessly, turned around, and walked into the interrogation room.

“Time is of the essence, and I don’t have time to ask you all the questions,” she gestured to the monitoring department employee in charge of the interrogation to remain silent, and then picked up the file on the table and began to read aloud:

"Fu Qingtao, male, 27 years old, born in Yongling City, awakened as a Spirit at the age of 25, his ability is speed, and his level is C. Am I right?"

The man had his head down and was dressed like any other programmer, wearing a plaid shirt under a dark down jacket. His face was unremarkable, the kind of person you'd easily lose in a crowd.

But this person, after awakening two years ago, did not go to register. Instead, he chose to become an "unregistered resident" and, relying on his own abilities, began to engage in petty theft that ordinary surveillance could not detect.

“You started stealing two years ago, committing more than a hundred thefts. The public was unaware of the situation and reported these cases to the police as ordinary thefts. Because of your high mobility, you could move quickly, so no one suspected you.”

As Song Lingge calmly read, she observed the other person's expression. "Fu Qingtao, I really don't understand. You've hidden yourself so well for the past two years, so why did you suddenly reveal your spiritual energy fluctuations yesterday?"

After the Eldar were officially recognized as a new race, many research institutions dedicated to the development of psionic energy emerged. Some of these institutions used the Eldar name to deceive and swindle, while others genuinely possessed real expertise.

such as……

A foreign organization has developed a portable device that can conceal psionic fluctuations, but its application is very limited. It can only be used by Eldar with low-level abilities such as CD level and whose abilities do not have strong offensive capabilities.

Fu Qingtao's situation perfectly fits these conditions for use.

Strong offensive abilities usually come at a high level, such as Lu Zhao's White Flame, Storm Qin Xiao whom the second team had been trying to capture, and the earth-type woman Lu Zhao had encountered.

These are all strong offensive types, so Qin Xiao and the earth-type woman's ability level is B, while Lu Zhao's white flames have reached A level.

As for those who are not strong attackers, some of them are actually at a very high level. For example, the "Superbrain" who has been protected by his country and never shows his face is S-rank. But most of them are low-level Eldar like CD.

Such low-level non-aggressive spirit races can spend a lot of money to buy equipment that can shield their own spiritual energy fluctuations, but there is a price to pay: they cannot sense the presence of other spirit races, and it will also affect their ability to use their powers.

However, for many wealthy people who want to conceal their Elven identity, this equipment is very practical.

Fu Qingtao in front of me has no financial debts. Although his salary is not high, he has committed so many crimes that he must have saved up some money. So as long as he grits his teeth, he can still afford that kind of equipment.

Therefore, Song Lingge couldn't understand why Fu Qingtao would suddenly reveal his spiritual energy fluctuations yesterday if he had bought such equipment.

No matter how she asked, the man in front of her kept staring at the ground, showing no intention of speaking.