Jinping Special Affairs Center, Operations Department.

The duty officer who had been busy all night opened a certain interrogation room:

"Team Leader Bai, you can leave now."

"Me?" Bai Ji raised his head, a surprised look flashed across his tired face.

"Yes, please follow me."

After hearing the affirmative answer, Bai Ji secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself that the interrogation room of the Jinping Operations Department was not like the rumors, and there was no return. From the time he was questioned last night to the time he was released this morning, he had not been there for a while.

Not a single finger was touched.

But he was still uneasy.

This incident is so strange. There are only a handful of people with knowledge of Qianlong Wuyong's application for the use of anchor props, and the execution efficiency is extremely high. It stands to reason that it would be difficult to make an assassination plan and preparations in such a short period of time.

However, hostile organizations still take advantage of every opportunity and take desperate risks. It is really too rampant!

There must be something inside. Bai Ji is almost certain.

So, as Ji Ming, the direct superior of Qianlong Wuyong and the director of the Operations Department of Jinping Special Affairs Center, how will this rumored tyrant who will do anything to achieve his goals uncover accomplices and deal with traitors or moles?

Bai Ji was thinking as he followed the officer on duty along the corridor. When he was about to reach the exit, a group of people came out of the opposite corner and passed each other.

The group of people were carrying two cloth bags in their hands. Bai Ji glanced sideways subconsciously, and his eyes tightened immediately.

Half of an arm hangs along the edge of one of the bags. It is slender and fair and belongs to a young girl.

"Team Leader Bai?"

Bai Ji suddenly came to his senses and quickly kept up with the officers on duty: "No, I'm sorry!"

The corridor was filled with a vague fishy smell, and this smell made Bai Ji's heart beat faster inexplicably.

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and politely asked his colleagues on duty for instructions: "Well, could you please ask, is Minister Ji here? If it's convenient, I'd like to go over and say hello."

"The minister is still busy."

"Oh, it's okay then, it's okay then..."

Bai Ji was sent to the interrogation room. After collecting his belongings, he happened to meet Ye Xiaojing coming out of the room.

Both of them were the first people to be cleared of suspicion and released.

"Teacher Ye, are you okay?" Bai Ji went up to say hello.

Compared to Bai Ji's strong composure, Ye Xiaojing acted calmly and calmly: "It's okay."

"I'm causing trouble for you. This is a big deal."

Bai Ji felt embarrassed for no reason.

He thought of the person being tortured that he had just glimpsed in the corridor of the interrogation room, and he was not sure how likely the person was to be the female colleague he had brought to perform the task.

Ye Xiaojing stopped, looked at Bai Ji, and said with a smile:

"The issue of anchoring the dungeon was Jiang Qian's own decision. He also knows the risks and difficulties. You just followed the process, why do you need to apologize?"

"this……"

Bai Ji was speechless for a moment. He wanted to say that perhaps Jiang Qian insisted on challenging the difficult difficulty after hearing him talk about the "containment" copy without any explanation, and encountered the evil plan.

Although there were no major problems in the end and Jiang Qian successfully passed the level, he still felt a little bit regretful.

"Don't worry, Minister Ji Ming will take care of it. Team Leader Bai, thank you for your hard work. Please go back and deliver your work as soon as possible."

"okay……"

When Bai Ji heard Ji Ming's name, his heart filled with joy.

After bidding farewell to Ye Xiaojing, he immediately called his superior Bai Xiaoxi to report the matter, but the other party's phone was turned off.

So Bai Ji changed the message and then boarded the earliest high-speed train back to Beijing.

Also today, an interview written by Lu Fanni, an expert on organizational culture, about the technical barrier to super-species medical treatment, "Mutation Cure," was released on the official forum.

This is the first time the official has publicly disclosed the news about the "mutation cure". Once it was published, it immediately caused an uproar!

The official Rising Star Qianlong Wuyong of the license holder serves as the technical consultant of "Mutation Healing" and has once again become the focus of attention of the official license holders.

Related topics quickly exploded in the forum and continued to ferment.

Fans, anti-fans, forum activists, and divers all took advantage of the situation to express their shocking opinions and conjectures!

Some colleagues even posted photos of Consultant Qianlong leading a team of experts to treat dying mutants at the supervision center! Some people claimed that they were "patients" and even risked their lives to save a small life.

The so-called "life danger" refers to the "force assessment" service Jiang Qian fabricated to facilitate his own practice...

All of the above, each one attracts countless onlookers or gossips, which makes the forum administrators very busy.

…

Ye Xiaojing returned to the supervision center, got breakfast, and opened the door of Jiang Qian's room.

The breeze outside the window blew to the door, and the gauze curtain beside the window was constantly being raised, but no one was taking care of it.

The computer in the house was still on, showing it was in standby mode, and Jiang Qian was still sleeping.

Ye Xiaojing sighed softly, put breakfast on the dining table, went to the window and tied the curtains, and then stood next to Jiang Qian's bed.

At this time, Jiang Qian's upper body and arms were wrapped in thick bandages, and there was some blood on his left shoulder. He was pressed under him, and he didn't seem to notice it.

Ye Xiaojing stretched out her hand to turn him over, but saw Jiang Qian open his eyes.

"You're back? Are you okay?" Jiang Qian sat up, followed Ye Xiaojing's line of sight and saw his bleeding shoulder, and smiled nonchalantly.

"It's very dangerous this time, isn't it?" Ye Xiaojing looked up and down at Jiang Qian's injuries and condition, full of concern.

The battle last night was huge, and Ji Ming's behavior told her that the situation was serious.

Even if Jiang Qian returns safely, it still cannot reduce the negative impact of this leak on the officialdom.

And no one knows what Jiang Qian went through in the "containment" copy.

Sure enough, Jiang Qian muttered with a solemn expression: "Well, it's very dangerous...I almost didn't get the first-ranked peak player reward."

"Really..." Ye Xiaojing was suddenly startled, "Wait, first row?"

"Yeah, I almost didn't get the first rank." Jiang Qian shook his head and sighed, as if he had been greatly wronged.

But the compassion and distress in Ye Xiaojing's eyes were swept away, replaced by surprise and amazement:

"You mean, in a situation of indiscriminate violence with so many masters, and under the obstruction of bastards like the Black Alliance and Hui Jin, you got the first place in the "Containment" dungeon?!"

"To put it simply, it's like this..."

"Then you were defined as a peak player by the dungeon, and you enjoyed the containment victory that only the top-ranked peak player could achieve?"

"Well, yes, what?"

Before Jiang Qian finished speaking, Ye Xiaojing suddenly stepped forward and hugged his neck, tears welling up in her eyelashes with joy:

"Full marks! You really did it, Jiang Qian! The great thing about the "containment" copy is that it can provide incredible shortcuts for true combat geniuses, transferring and absorbing the foundation of others who have spent ten years sharpening their swords."

"Your dungeon score is so good, you must have matched with many really powerful masters, right? That's great. Who will criticize you for your shallow foundation and lack of beatings in the future... Just let them taste the feeling of being beaten on the spot!"

Ye Xiaojing's words came from the bottom of his heart because he had read too many "criticisms" against Jiang Qian in the forum.

There are many popular people.

Since the "Children's Paradise" guide was broadcast live and Jiang Qian became famous, in addition to gaining a large number of young license holder fans, he also attracted a lot of naysayers.

This is also human nature, and it is impossible for a saint to please everyone or satisfy everyone.

That is not Jiang Qian's pursuit.

Jiang Qian doesn't visit the forum at all, but Ye Xiaojing does! This is the job assigned to her by Jiang Qian, to keep abreast of and master all the official news.

So in the process of performing related work, Ye Xiaojing also browsed through a lot of negative discussions about Jiang Qian. They were all concentrated on the following points: overestimation, low qualifications, and poor martial arts skills.

At first she could happily express her feelings, but since Jiang Qian became her boyfriend, she can no longer bear it.

The position has changed, and the angle of concern will be different. Ye Xiaojing does not like to see any remarks that are not conducive to her boyfriend.

Of course, she would not unconscionably open a trumpet account to refute. So when she learned that Jiang Qian had solved the shortcomings with his own skills, she was so happy and relaxed - she could finally open a trumpet account to abuse those who were boasting.

What a weakling!

"Xiaojing, you are tightening your grip too tightly. I can't breathe..." Jiang Qian felt Ye Xiaojing's excitement coming through his close body, and his mood became much more relaxed.

"Oh, sorry"

Ye Xiaojing let go of his hand and looked up and down at Jiang Qian again.

"Ahem! Don't make random decisions. Your man is still injured and is not suitable for such heavy work as 'force assessment'!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Xiaojing shook his head and continued to ask with interest: "Tell me about your containment strategy!"

"Strategy?"

Jiang Qian was startled for a moment: So we don't want to have a discussion? That's good, very good.

Then he pointed to his desk: "It's on the computer, you can see it yourself."
To be continued...