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The two quickly left the second floor. Fortunately, no one bothered them until they left the bar. Lu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and could only assume that those people hadn't noticed them.

It is now basically certain that the bomb woman is no longer at the Red Bee Bar. Regardless of when she escaped, Lu Zhao is well aware that without someone to help her, she could not have escaped smoothly under the surveillance and monitoring of the monitoring department.

"It seems we can only rely on the monitoring department now." She looked at the bag of blood-stained clothes in her hand with some resentment, and rubbed her temples with a headache.

Tian Mu's side demanded that she catch the person within a week, but since she couldn't apprehend him on the spot, she wasn't sure if she could fulfill that request.

The punishment is secondary; the most important thing is that the appearance of the bomb woman and the injury of the female lead mean that the plot has begun, and the following plot will revolve around the villainous organization.

However, given the usual practice of the righteous faction, they only intervene after the villains have launched a precise attack. Under such passive defense, it's unknown how many more innocent people will suffer.

The thought of those panicked and helpless faces she saw in the mall made her brow twitch.

"Lu Zhao?" Seeing her lost in thought again, Si Ling couldn't help but call out to her, "Are you too tired?"

"Ah!" She blinked, then remembered that there was someone else beside her. She scratched her head awkwardly. "Then let's take the bloodstained clothes back first. It's already past one in the morning. Let's go back and get some rest."

Si Ling nodded and naturally took her hand to walk back. "Okay, let's go quickly then."

"..."

His gaze involuntarily fell on the two clasped hands, and Lu Zhao's face flushed again. He wanted to break free, but suddenly felt there was no need.

Hmm... Even in the warm bar, this person's hands couldn't be warmed up, so let her warm them up first.

She thought, her face flushed.

Chapter 47 Miss Si, who is also helping her wife out of a predicament today.

"So far, we've only found this blood-stained garment. Are there any other traces at the scene?" Chi Ying asked, frowning as she looked at the blood-stained garment on the table.

Lu Zhao thought for a moment and sent her the photos he had taken when he found the bloodstained clothes. "I took pictures of the entire storage room. You can take another look. As for the rest... I'm not a criminal investigator, so I can't see anything else unusual."

“…Okay,” Chi Ying’s expression finally softened after looking through the photos on WeChat. She looked up and asked her, “Do you know why that prisoner left his blood-stained clothes there?”

Before she could speak, Si Ling answered first: "The prisoner expected us to go in and investigate, so she left the bloodstained clothes. One reason was to provoke us and tell us directly that she had stayed there. The other reason was to shift the blame and make the Spirit Management Bureau and the Ji family fight amongst themselves. Otherwise, she wouldn't have deliberately fled to such a far-away bar."

Chi Ying glanced at her with slight surprise, then nodded: "That's right. Although you weren't discovered by the Ji family when you went in this time, with this blood-stained garment, we have no choice but to discuss with the Ji family. This back-and-forth will give her more time to escape."

Oh, so that's what it meant?

Lu Zhao touched her nose guiltily. She really hadn't thought that much about it. The only thing she could think of was that the blood-stained clothes might be a clue deliberately left by the bomb woman to guide them in this direction, while she herself was preparing for the next bombing.

Indeed, from God's perspective, Lu Zhao knew very well that the case of getting the female lead into the Bureau of Spiritual Affairs was deliberately created by the villainous organization in order to highlight their existence.

Therefore, the bomb-wielding woman couldn't just escape like that. She would absolutely not stop until she had announced the existence of the villainous organization to the world.

"In any case, we still need to strengthen our vigilance throughout the city during this period. If there is any disturbance, we must immediately dispatch personnel to investigate," she said solemnly.

Chi Ying nodded: "I will raise the level of monitoring so that all the Spirit Race will pay attention to the criminal's whereabouts. You have seen what the criminal looks like, so I will ask you to draw a picture of him first."

Eh?

Lu Zhao was taken aback, pointing uncertainly at himself: "Me? You want me to draw it myself?"

"Otherwise what?" Chi Ying looked at her with an air of self-righteousness. "Didn't you study sketching? Drawing a simple portrait shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

"Hahaha... Right! I almost forgot!" Lu Zhao noticed the suspicion in the other person's eyes, quickly covered it up with a laugh, and then hurriedly pulled Si Ling outside, "Wait here, I'll go buy paper and pens!"

It's over, it's over, it's over!

The one who could draw was the original owner of this body; how could she, a transmigrator, possibly draw? From elementary school to high school, art classes were all taken up by main subjects, and she had barely even picked up a paintbrush a few times!

If she had known there would be a time-travel element, she would have made sure to catch up on her drawing skills, even if it meant taking extra classes at the last minute!

Just as she was feeling frantic and at a loss, Si Ling beside her spoke up: "Lu Zhao, why don't I draw it?"

"Ah, no need..." She instinctively wanted to refuse, but quickly realized what the other person meant, and hurriedly turned around, asking with surprise and delight, "You can draw?"

Si Ling smiled subtly: "I've learned a little. You're too tired today, so let me do this little thing like drawing. You just need to describe the prisoner's characteristics."

Are you a living Bodhisattva sent down from heaven?

He almost grabbed the other person's hand to thank them with teary eyes, but considering that this action was really out of character for the original owner, Lu Zhao had no choice but to give up, scratching his head and smiling embarrassedly: "Then I'll trouble you."

Si Ling's smile deepened: "You're welcome."

After finally finding a convenience store that was still open late at night, Si Ling bought paper and pen. Based on the characteristics Lu Zhao described, Si Ling quickly sketched out the portrait of the bomb woman.

"If I didn't know you were down there at the time, I would have almost thought you had actually seen her. This drawing is just too lifelike!" Lu Zhao exclaimed, holding the freshly drawn sketch.

"Let's hurry up and return the painting; it's almost two o'clock," Si Ling reminded him, both amused and helpless.

Oh, right, I have to get up early tomorrow.

Working overtime until 2 AM is even more of a corporate slave experience than a regular corporate slave.

Lu Zhao scratched his face. The way he looked at Si Lingshi was no longer like he was looking at a living Buddha. How many people are willing to work overtime with someone until 2 a.m., and the salary is just a bowl of the most ordinary beef noodles?

To let her get some more sleep, she didn't linger any longer and quickly went back to hand the painting to Chi Ying, also giving her a hot drink she had bought on her way out of the convenience store. "Minister Chi, you've worked hard overtime, so we'll head back now. See you tomorrow."

After saying that, she was thinking about Si Ling who was still waiting for her, and without waiting for Chi Ying's reply, she hurriedly ran out of the long shed.

Chi Ying remained standing there, lost in thought, holding the warm drink in her hand.

"Minister, about this wavelength..." Zhou Yuhan rushed over with a document in her arms, only to find that the minister, who was usually serious when working, was unusually lost in thought, so she lowered her voice.

That's so strange. Is her minister too tired?

Just as Xiao Zhou was about to suggest that Chi Ying sit down and rest, she was horrified to discover that the minister, who never smiled, was actually smiling!

Has the sky fallen?

She took a few steps back with a tactical lean, but accidentally stepped on a flattened soda can, immediately pulling Chi Ying back to reality.

"What is it?" she asked, her face turning cold again.

Xiao Zhou's eyelids twitched, and he quickly presented the newly released monitoring report, "Minister, this is the analysis of the wavelength sensor!"

As Chi Ying received the report, she cautiously looked up and quickly glanced at the person who had returned to their usual work routine. With lingering fear, she clutched her chest and left.

That must have been my imagination!

Why would her department head be grinning like an idiot at a bottle of beverage for no reason, especially not in front of Captain Lu...

"Ah sneeze!"

Lu Zhao sneezed, not knowing who had been talking about him, and felt a chill run down his spine.

"Have you caught a cold?" Si Ling asked with concern.

She quickly shook her head: "No, no, I'm in great health!"

It's obvious he's just putting on a brave face.

Si Ling shook her head helplessly and looked up at the row of police cars parked on the side of the road. "These next few days will be very busy, so remember to take care of yourself."

"I wonder how those injured people are doing." Lu Zhao followed her gaze and looked over, feeling a little melancholy.

"Injured?" Si Ling paused, reached out and pulled her left hand out of her pocket, her eyes darkening as she looked at the bloody abrasions on the back of her hand. "Weren't you injured too?"

Chapter Forty-Eight: Miss Si, the Abandoned

Perhaps it was because her tone was too ethereal, as if it came from some other dimension, that Lu Zhao was momentarily stunned before belatedly withdrawing his hand.

"I'll be fine soon. Rather than wasting medical resources, it's better to give them to others who need them more..."

Her voice grew softer and softer, and under Si Ling's gaze, which was as dark as ink, she couldn't even finish her sentence.

How strange, why does this remind me of when I was a kid and did something wrong and had to face my teacher?

The more Lu Zhao thought about it, the more he felt that something was particularly wrong with him, but he forced himself to say, "Anyway, I'll just disinfect myself when I get home, so you don't need to worry!"

With her hands behind her back, she desperately wanted to escape this strange atmosphere and vicious cycle, but she had only taken two steps when she was pulled back by a strong force.

"Hey, I told you not to worry about it..."

The sound stopped abruptly the moment it met those eyes.

Lu Zhao thought that she must have been too tired to see a glimmer of light in the depths of those dark eyes.

Whose eyes would suddenly light up for no reason?

Staring blankly at that tiny glimmer of light, she involuntarily reached out, wanting to touch it, but just as her fingertips were about to touch it, everything suddenly went black.

Reaching out to catch the person who had suddenly fainted, Si Ling sighed softly, gripped her hand tightly with one hand, and wrapped her other arm around her waist, pulling her into her embrace.

Fortunately, the wound wasn't deep.

After checking the injury on her left hand again, she gently blew on it and watched the wound heal rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then she gently picked her up and carried her home.

……

He slept very soundly, without any strange dreams. When he woke up, he felt more energetic than if he had slept for twelve hours. Lu Zhao sat up in bed with blurry eyes, stared at the familiar wall for a while, and then remembered what had happened before he went to sleep.

It seems... Si Ling brought her back. After washing up, she collapsed onto the bed and slept like a log.

This time, her sleep quality was ridiculously good. If it weren't for the fact that it was only 7:30 in the morning on her phone, she would have thought that she had overslept again.

She stretched comfortably, intending to get up, when a glance out of the corner of her eye revealed that the wound on the back of her hand had healed without her noticing.

This……

After staring at the area that should have been a bloody mess for a while, Lu Zhao happily accepted the fact.

Anyway, she had already witnessed the Spirit Race's powerful regenerative abilities several times.

While washing up, I turned on my phone to listen to the news. Yesterday's events could be considered major news, and it was impossible for them not to be reported by the media.

"It is understood that the December 19 shopping mall explosion is now under investigation. The police will work with Tianqiong to investigate the truth of the incident and bring the real culprit to justice as soon as possible."

"The shopping mall explosion on December 19 has caused property damage of over 100 million yuan. As for casualties, 72 people have been confirmed injured, including 3 seriously injured and 1 dead..."

"The December 12.19th shopping mall bombing was a provocation against the police and the Celestial Clan Administration Bureau..."

Information was flying everywhere on the internet. After washing his face, Lu Zhao finally had a free hand to turn off the video that was playing. He stared at the comments below again and again, and couldn't help but sigh before turning off his phone.

The monitoring department should have found the body of the female student who was with Wenruo. It's a pity that so many people survived the explosion, but the person who was with the female protagonist died.

Now that there have been deaths, the pressure on Tian Mu must be even greater. She needs to find the bomb-wielding woman as soon as possible before her next operation.

If the delay allows the other party to take action again, the public pressure will be overwhelming for the entire Bureau of Superintendents.

Not having time to buy breakfast, she grabbed a carton of milk from the fridge and gulped it down. She then notified Messiah and Song Lingge to meet near the mall, quickly changed her clothes, and opened the door.