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Messiah, Song Lingge, Xia Zhifei, Chi Ying, Duan Yue, and many other people she met in this world were all just passersby with whom she could only spend a short time.

Since she was just a passerby, she didn't need to force many things.

For no apparent reason, just as she was composing herself, she heard a sigh from the depths of her heart.

It's probably Bai Yan, that sentimental person; it certainly isn't her.

……

"Are we really not going to chase after them?" Messiah asked hesitantly, standing still.

To be honest, this was the first time she had seen her captain like this since she joined the Operations Department.

In the past, if Lu Zhao were to have a gun pointed at her by her teammates, she wouldn't necessarily be furious, but she would at least show her dissatisfaction and feel awkward for several days until the person in question apologized to her.

But the current captain is nothing like the one she used to be.

Messiah could clearly sense her disappointment and sadness, but Lu Zhao said nothing and instead comforted them, saying it was alright. This was so unusual that she was still a little confused.

If this weren't a cultivation world from a novel, she would have suspected that her captain had been possessed.

Song Lingge slumped down, put down the gun in her hand, and sat back down on the sofa in the reception room, closing her eyes and rubbing her aching temples heavily.

Regardless of what caused Lu Zhao to be on the verge of losing control, the fact that she fired the gun just now was wrong of her.

I just wanted to stop Lu Zhao from losing control, so why... why did it turn out like this?

"Sister Song?" Messiah cautiously stepped forward, her head still gazing worriedly towards the door. "Let's go after them and see, just in case something else happens to the captain."

Song Lingge sighed, "What can you say if you chase after them now? The captain already gave you a chance, but you still didn't say anything, and you even implicated Xiao Fei. Even if you think the two of them have a good relationship, and even if Xiao Fei does something, the captain won't be angry, but you also saw that Duan Yue is a very important person to the captain."

Messiah was speechless for a moment; she had indeed not done this properly.

“This happened too suddenly, and we all made mistakes in handling it. Even if we go up now, the captain won’t listen to us. It’s better to let her calm down on her own.” Song Lingge let out a long sigh of relief.

Anyway, this area is in the suburbs and there are hardly any people around, so even if Lu Zhao runs around randomly, it won't cause any casualties.

“Then I’ll call Sister Xiaofei and let her know.” Messiah nodded, walked to the side, and dialed the phone.

Chapter Seventy: Hotel Interval

Central Hospital.

Xia Zhifei hung up the phone, let out a mournful cry, and then made a move to get up and get out of bed.

"Hey, Miss Xia!" The caregiver had just come out of the restroom and, seeing her like this, rushed over in alarm. "Your stitches on your abdomen haven't healed yet, you can't move around!"

Having just undergone surgery, she was already weak, and now being forcibly pulled back to bed, Xia Zhifei had no choice but to explain helplessly, "No, I have urgent business to attend to!"

"Miss Lu told me before she left that I must take good care of you!" the caregiver said anxiously. "You've just had surgery, so if you need anything, please tell me, or call Miss Lu!"

She's going to find Lu Zhao right now!

Faced with the distressed look on the caregiver's face, Xia Zhifei had no way to explain his actions to her, so he could only wryly take out his phone and call Lu Zhao.

After a few rings, the other end did not answer.

“See?” she shrugged. “Miss Lu is angry with me. I have to go back to see her right away.”

The caregiver insisted on her professional ethics: "I'm sorry, Ms. Lu didn't inform me, and Ms. Xia, your wound hasn't fully healed, so I can't let you go out."

Thus, Xia Zhifei's battle against the caregiver ended in complete defeat.

Meanwhile, Lu Zhao, who hadn't taken the bus, wandered aimlessly; his phone had run out of power half an hour earlier.

Fortunately, although this was in the suburbs, there were still one or two youth hostels. Seeing that it was getting late, she needed to eat something to replenish her energy, so she chose a relatively clean-looking hostel nearby and checked in, and also asked for a charging cable.

"The instant noodles in this world are not much different from those over there; they smell good, but they don't taste very good."

Sitting on the bed with a bowl of instant noodles in his hand, Lu Zhao quickly finished it off before letting out a satisfied burp. He then lay down on the bed, picked up his phone which was charging, and immediately saw several missed calls.

One Song Lingge, three Messiahs, and thirteen Xia Zhifeis.

I'll get scolded by the young lady when I get back, won't I?

Wait, that's not right. Xia Zhifei and the others clearly had something to hide from her this time, so how could she back down first!

Feeling escapist, she tossed her phone aside, quickly washed up, and prepared to drift off to sleep.

She has to say, she's been through so much today. After dealing with everything, she doesn't want to think about anything else and just wants to get some rest for the night.

Let's talk about it tomorrow.

Lu Zhao closed his eyes and casually wrapped himself in the blanket. Just as he was starting to feel sleepy, he heard a loud rocking sound coming from the room next door.

Depend on!

These small hotels are cheap, but they're not soundproof!

Lu Zhao helplessly turned over, trying his best to ignore the noise from next door, but he didn't expect that the neighbors seemed to be getting more and more creative and making more and more noise.

As that arrogant male voice rang out, Lu Zhao felt his fists almost harden.

The noise from next door didn't gradually disappear until the wall clock pointed to one o'clock in the morning.

Now that it's finally over, she turned over, ready to get some sleep, but then she heard voices coming from the other side.

Good heavens, there's even an encore performance?

Wow, she really has a lot of energy...

With this thought in mind, she finally succumbed to the drowsiness in her mind and drifted off to sleep.

When I was woken up by the alarm clock, it was already the next day.

When she stepped out of the room, she discovered that the room next door was sealed off with a tape, and several people who looked like police officers were standing at the door taking notes for the receptionist.

"Excuse me," she stepped forward and asked curiously, "what happened here?"

Could it be that the couple from last night had too much fun, so...?

The police officer looked at her suspiciously. "Are you a guest living next door?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" she asked, puzzled.

The two policemen exchanged a glance, then reached out to her with serious expressions: "Excuse me, could you please show us your identification?"

Lu Zhao blinked, took out his ID card from his pocket and handed it over. The two men glanced at it, and their expressions immediately brightened. "So you're colleagues from the Spirit Management Bureau. Sorry, we misunderstood earlier."

"Nothing," she quickly waved her hand, glancing at the half-open door. "What's going on in there?"

“We received a tip last night that there were illegal activities here. When we came to check, we found a man dead inside.”

Eh?

Lu Zhao paused for a second, "Is there only one man? Is there no one else in the house?"

“We checked, and there was no trace of a second person inside. The forensic doctor did a preliminary examination and said that this person…” The policeman hesitated for a moment, then whispered a few words in Lu Zhao’s ear.

Ah this?

Can a person die in bed?

Lu Zhao opened her eyes wide in disbelief. Last night, she had assumed there should be a man and a woman present.

In fact, she only heard a man's voice, not a woman's voice. She was just too tired yesterday to notice it.

Without a second thought, she reported the entire situation to them, and at the end, she asked, "By the way, is this man... a member of the Spirit Clan?"

"Yes, Xu Xian, a Spirit Clan member who awakened last year, has the ability of illusion, with a strength between C and D level."

As she listened to them read the man's information, Lu Zhao felt even more strange. She had a feeling that the man had accidentally been affected by his own power.

Research shows that the Eldar possess abilities that grant them a certain degree of immunity to the phenomena produced by those abilities.

For example, if she possesses white flames that are like a king of fire, then she is immune to all flames and unafraid of high temperatures. So, if that man has the ability to create illusions, even if his ability level is not high, how could he possibly fall into his own illusions?

However, after investigation, it has been preliminarily determined that this was an accidental death, because both the surveillance footage in the hotel corridor and the video of the deceased registering at the front desk show that he was the only person staying there.

Lu Zhao didn't sense any intrusion outside the window last night, otherwise her white flames would have been alerted in advance, thus ruling out the possibility that someone had come to meet Xu Xian in secret.

So in the end, the truth is that Seohyun accidentally fell into a hallucination she had created herself, so she partied all night in the hotel and eventually died from exhaustion.

Although it sounded utterly absurd, Lu Zhao had already calmed down and had no objection to this case being used as supplementary background information for the game, so he didn't say anything more.

Chapter 71 Captain Lu also wanted to hit someone today.

Having been out of contact all night, Lu Zhao actually felt a little guilty when he took a taxi back to the Department of Necropolis and saw those two worried eyes.

They're all adults, why are they playing the disappearing act?

She was confused and angry at the time, but now that she thinks about it, she should have called Xia Zhifei back to reassure her and let her recover.

"team leader……"

She had just sat down in the conference room on the second floor when Messiah, with her pitiful big round eyes, leaned closer to her. "Don't be angry, I'll tell you everything, okay?"

Child, are you really an adult?

Lu Zhao wanted to say that the main point wasn't Duan Yue's matter, but then he thought about it again and realized that Duan Yue's matter was also quite important, so he kept quiet and listened as Messiah recounted the whole story in fits and starts.

"So, Xiaoyue is really an S-rank spirit race member?" she asked, getting straight to the point.

Messiah subconsciously glanced back at Song Lingge, and only after receiving a prompting look from the other party did he cautiously nod.

No wonder the apology came so readily this time; it turns out it was under someone's guidance.

Lu Zhao saw their little actions but didn't expose them. He leaned back in his chair and said, "I remember that apart from those two S-rank spirit race members with support abilities, there are no others in the world."

“Before Duan Yue, there were six other cases of people being killed before they could grow up,” Song Lingge, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up.

“I’ve looked up the information. The reason why the domestic ‘Super Brain’ and the foreign ‘Absolute Regeneration’ were able to survive is that they chose to pledge allegiance to their respective countries when they first awakened. Xiao Fei’s decision for Duan Yue may not be ideal, but it is the only way to protect her.”

Lu Zhao clenched his fists instinctively. "But Xiaoyue is different from those two people!"

Superbrain and Absolute Regeneration are both support-type abilities, naturally lacking any offensive power. But what about Duan Yue?

Awakening at a younger age than them indicates greater potential for growth, and their power is also fire, possessing unparalleled destructive force, making them a true offensive spirit race.

“You can use extreme measures to control those two people, but if you treat Xiaoyue the same way, it will only cause her to go berserk!” As she spoke, she raised her head and stared intently at Song Lingge. “Don’t forget, even I can easily destroy a city.”

Song Lingge's expression changed, and she stood up, gently reprimanding her for her slip of the tongue: "Captain, you can't say things like that!"

Lu Zhao slammed his fist on the table. "Isn't what I said true? Xiaoyue's abilities will only surpass mine in the future. What will you have her do when she grows up? What if she rebels during her growth? Will you take any drastic measures against her?"