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Before he could finish speaking, a surprised voice came from behind him: "Lu Zhao?"

She shuddered, her body stiffening as she turned around. When she finally saw the person standing not far away under the bright nightlight overhead, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine again.

"Haha...Minister Chi..." She laughed awkwardly, still clutching the handkerchief Si Ling had given her earlier, wiping her sweat. "What's Minister Chi doing here?"

Under the nightlight, Chi Ying, dressed in a black business suit and with her hair tied in a high ponytail as always, walked towards her. Her black high heels clicked as she walked forward, each step making Lu Zhao's heart pound.

The footsteps finally stopped less than five steps away from her. The cold and indifferent eyes that looked at her were now even more sharp, making Lu Zhao inexplicably recall the scene when she first saw Chi Ying after she transmigrated.

However, Chi Ying had no interest in reminiscing about the past with her. Her gaze lingered on the handkerchief in the hand for only half a second before shifting to Si Ling behind her.

"Captain Lu," the chill emanating from her red lips was more chilling than the night wind, "Isn't it inappropriate to bring an unrelated person to such an important place?"

Lu Zhao shivered and hurriedly waved his hand to explain, "No, Si Ling is a new team member I recruited. Although the formalities haven't been completed yet, she's here as a temporary team member!"

Chi Ying frowned slightly and looked Si Ling up and down.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have calmed down, Lu Zhao felt a little relieved. She was about to subtly mention what Tian Mu had told her earlier when Si Ling, who had been silent all along, suddenly tugged at her sleeve, her voice tinged with apprehension: "Lu Zhao... who is this young lady?"

Poor child, you must have been terrified.

Chi Ying's nickname, which her employees jokingly called the "Nightmare of the Spirit Management Bureau," was indeed well-deserved.

She instinctively turned around, patted Si Ling's hand, and whispered reassuringly, "It's alright, this is Director Chi from the Monitoring Department, don't be afraid..."

Little did he know that his actions had been seen by everyone present.

Is this person just a new employee?

Chi Ying couldn't help but squint.

Chapter 43 Red Bee Bar

Glancing at the man's gloomy face out of the corner of her eye, Si Ling smiled almost imperceptibly before feigning a forced reassurance, "Um... I understand."

Lu Zhao looked her over carefully and saw that she did look much calmer. He then turned to Chi Ying and said, "Alright, Minister Chi, your monitoring department should have found quite a bit of information. Shall we find another place to discuss this in detail?"

Chi Ying glanced thoughtfully at the woman who was being shielded by Lu Zhao, then slowly loosened her grip on his fingers and nodded calmly, "Come with me."

She led the two into a makeshift shed, where several carefully sealed transparent bags were placed on a table, and several monitoring department employees were moving things around.

"As you might expect, we did find several unexploded bombs during the search. Unlike the plastic bombs most commonly used by terrorists, these were a special new type of bomb."

As Chi Ying explained, she picked up one of the sealed bags and showed it to her: "This is a bomb sample that has been dismantled by bomb disposal experts. Its structure is not complicated, but its most distinctive feature is that it contains a wavelength sensor."

“Wavelength…you mean!” Lu Zhao suddenly realized, took the transparent sealed bag, squinted one eye in the light of the night lamp, and examined it several times.

“That’s right,” Chi Ying nodded. “The wavelength sensor is set with a switch that can only receive signals from the psionic energy fluctuations generated by the Elven race. As long as an Elven race releases its power in the vicinity, the resulting large fluctuations will be received by the sensor and will immediately cause an explosion.”

So... among the bombs that exploded before, it's very likely that the explosions were caused by the release of white flames, which caused a significant fluctuation in my own spiritual energy?

Lu Zhao gritted his teeth inwardly and tightened his grip on the sealed bag.

"I don't think this conclusion is entirely correct, is it?" Si Ling suddenly asked, taking the sealed bag from her hand, tilting her head back to face the light, and squinting at it for a while.

Chi Ying stared at her calmly: "This young lady knows a lot about bombs?"

“I haven’t seen many,” she answered directly, raising an eyebrow as she placed the sealed bag on the table. “However, based on common sense, in a shopping mall with such a huge flow of customers, there must be a few Spirit Race members mixed in, right? If it’s just about using psionic energy fluctuations to trigger the explosion, then the uncertainty is a bit too great.”

What she said makes sense. If the villainous organization deliberately arranged for the bomb woman to cause panic, the most important thing would be to demonstrate their existence to the world.

If we simply let the bomb detonate, we won't achieve the desired effect.

Lu Zhao is looking at this matter from God's perspective, but the villainous organization has not yet been revealed, and no one else knows about its existence. That's why they need to find out about the organization through the clues from the bomb woman.

In other words, the bomb girl is the key to this incident, so she needs to personally operate all these bombs to achieve the villainous organization's goals.

She turned to look at Si Ling, a grateful smile on her face.

Although the other party was clearly only speaking on her behalf, it was precisely because of this that she was able to break through the smokescreen of the bomb and lock her target onto the bomb woman.

"That woman jumped from the third floor just as it was about to collapse. You should be able to pinpoint her location, right?" she asked Chi Ying eagerly.

Chi Ying was taken aback, frowned and glanced at Si Ling before picking up her phone, making a few remote operations, and then placing it back on the table.

A three-dimensional model appeared above the phone, causing Lu Zhao to lean back tactically once again.

As expected of a near-future world, even the special effects from the movie have been realistically recreated.

“As you can see, this is a complex of buildings within a 30-mile radius of this shopping mall,” Chi Ying said, while outlining a route on the 3D model. “According to the surveillance footage, after the prisoner landed using a folding parachute, he escaped to this location on a motorcycle.”

Lu Zhao leaned closer and tried to make out the location for a while, then took out his phone to look it up and exclaimed in surprise, "Red Bee Bar?"

"That's right, it's the Red Bee Bar. As you all know, bars are always a mixed bag. If a criminal escapes into a bar, all she needs to do is change into the clothes we prepared beforehand and wear a signal jammer, and we won't be able to find her."

Hearing Chi Ying say this, Lu Zhao couldn't help but get angry: "Now that you've found out, go and take control of the people at the bar!"

No, if that bomb-wielding woman sees someone coming to raid the bar, she might just throw another bomb...

The thought of this possibility sent a throbbing pain through her temples, and she paced back and forth, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. "No matter what, even if we can't investigate openly because of the danger they pose, we still have to send two special envoys disguised before we go..."

“Lu Zhao, I know what you’re thinking. We’ve already sent people to guard all the exits of that bar, but the Spirit Clan has too many escape methods. I’m afraid she’s already left with the help of her companions who were there to meet her.”

Depend on!

She couldn't resist and kicked a plastic bottle that was on the scene.

Seeing this, Si Ling asked again, "Minister Chi, I don't recall you mentioning sending people infiltrated there. Is there some reason why it's inconvenient to investigate?"

Upon hearing this, Chi Ying fell silent for a moment. Seeing that Lu Zhao, who had already fallen into a state of agitation, was also looking at her, she finally explained, "That bar... belongs to the Ji family."

"Is this the Ji family that publicly stated they would boycott any Spirit Clan members entering any of their shops, and would make them pay if any Spirit Clan member were found to have entered without permission?" Si Ling asked with a smile.

Lu Zhao suddenly realized, then his face darkened again. "Is the Ji family that powerful?"

"In last quarter's Forbes rankings, the head of the Ji family ranked thirteenth. His children are all involved in business and politics, and their influence is spread throughout the country," Si Ling calmly explained for her.

Why are there these strange urban family background panels even in games?

A sense of irritation welled up from the depths of his heart. Lu Zhao gritted his teeth in annoyance and asked patiently, "Can't we go in after we explain it to them properly?"

"If I could, I would have tried it long ago." Chi Ying shook her head with a cold face. To be honest, she also disliked the so-called Ji family, but there was nothing she could do. It was a large family, a behemoth completely different from a refined family like Xia Zhifei's.

Not to mention her, even the higher-ups at the Supernatural Affairs Bureau have to give them this face.

Chapter 44 I got hit on

The atmosphere thus reached a stalemate.

If they don't go in, the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs can't launch a search, and they won't know whether the bomb woman has escaped or not. If they go in, the Ji family will cause trouble again, and whether they are punished or restricted, they will be the ones who suffer the loss.

Lu Zhao paced anxiously back and forth, his mind replaying the horrific scene and Wen Ruo's blood-covered head over and over again.

"Is there really no room for compromise?" She ran a hand through her hair and finally asked, "This is a matter that could potentially endanger the entire city. Even if the Ji family is unreasonable, they should at least consider the situation, right?"

Si Ling blinked innocently and whispered, "The Ji family's headquarters aren't in this city, so..."

"So any crisis that threatens the entire city is completely irrelevant to them, right?" Lu Zhao stopped abruptly, his eyes turning cold as he finished her sentence, his sharp gaze as cold and icy as the frost of winter, utterly devoid of his usual gentleness.

Seemingly realizing what she was about to do, Chi Ying frowned, stepped forward, and stared at her warily: "Lu Zhao, what are you going to do?"

"What are you doing?" she sneered and asked in return, "Minister Chi, it is our duty to hunt down the Spirit Clan who threaten public order. I cannot abandon the hunt for the sake of the Ji family."

As she spoke, she raised her voice, making it loud enough for everyone in the studio to hear: "Chi Ying, if you can't get in, then I will! If the Ji family wants to cause trouble, then let them go back and read their textbooks, look at that sentence, and then weigh their own weight!"

Chi Ying's expression changed, and she wanted to step forward to stop him, but Lu Zhao, in a fit of rage, pushed her away and walked out with Si Ling.

Everyone froze on the spot until the two figures disappeared into the night. Only then did Zhou Yuhan, Chi Ying's little follower, run over with the files she had just finished organizing and cautiously ask, "Minister, what exactly did Captain Lu mean by that...?"

But Chi Ying lowered her head with a bitter smile. The dim light from the night lamp fell on her profile, making the bitterness of her expression even more apparent.

“The textbook says…” she said softly, as if murmuring or sighing, “A-level spirit race, one person can destroy a city.”

Zhou Yuhan stared wide-eyed in surprise, exclaimed "Ah!", and turned to look at the figure that had disappeared into the night. For a moment, she was speechless.

Is Captain Lu going to... declare war on the Ji family?

"Would you believe me if I said I never thought that way?" Frustrated, Lu Zhao kicked away a can on the side of the road, scratched his head in frustration, and looked back at the person following behind him.

Si Ling smiled and said, "I know."

She was stunned by the other person's smug expression, but quickly recovered, turning her head away in annoyance, muttering under her breath, "You're not me, what do you know..."

Seeing her like this for the first time, Si Ling suppressed the urge to smile and coughed lightly, saying, "I know you just want to catch that woman and don't have any hostility towards the Ji family itself."

But you'd already decided to go to that bar, and to prevent the Ji family from causing trouble for Minister Chi and the others later, you had to distance yourself from them. That's why you were shouting like that at the scene, am I right?"

Lu Zhao was taken aback again, and guiltily touched his nose. "If that's the case, then why are you still following me? I'm going to the Ji family's territory later. Aren't you afraid they'll cause you trouble?"

"It's alright," Si Ling reached out and grabbed the hem of her clothes, her eyes crinkling with a smile, "With Captain Lu backing me up, what do I have to be afraid of?"

She can't keep covering for them forever.

Although he was thinking this to himself, the feeling of being trusted was really good. Lu Zhao subconsciously straightened his back and awkwardly said, "Then... then you'd better stay close behind me. I'll hold up the sky for you if it falls down!"

"Yes, I will always follow you."

……

Red Bee Bar.

When Lu Zhao appeared at the door, the people left behind in the monitoring department were a little dumbfounded. Anyone who worked at the Spirit Management Bureau knew that Lu Zhao, the captain of the first team of the action department, was a notorious troublemaker who had violated almost all of the Spirit Management Bureau's rules and regulations.

Her presence here speaks volumes.

Some people tried to persuade her, but they were all silenced by a single look.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lu Zhao led Si Ling and swaggered into the bar.

"Team leader, what should we do?" someone asked, at a loss.

The bald man, referred to as the team leader, rubbed his shiny bald head in exasperation. "What else can we do? We'll call it a day and go home, pretending we didn't see anything!"

"But…"

"There are no buts. The minister just sent a message saying that if you don't want to be affected, you should stop working immediately. Whatever happens today has nothing to do with us!"

Within five minutes of Lu Zhao stepping into the bar, all the teams that had been guarding the various entrances and exits of the bar had left.

And at this very moment, inside the bar.

The tense atmosphere outside did not affect the revelry inside at all. As soon as Lu Zhao entered, the smell of alcohol, cigarettes and all sorts of unknown odors wafted towards her, making her frown in disgust.

The deafening rock music assaulted our eardrums, and the colorful neon lights shone on the men and women swaying wildly in the dance floor, creating an exceptionally chaotic scene.