In the middle of the night, inside the complex intelligence agency, countless employees stopped all other work and stayed up all night to process the information on the parchment scrolls.

Unfortunately, after three days of frantic investigation by the entire intelligence agency, they still found nothing.

Chen Yanan sat at her desk, picked up her coffee cup, took a small sip, and sighed.

"Two days have passed. I wonder how things are going with Lin Mo."

She hadn't taken Lin Mo's promise seriously, after all, no matter how much she admired him, he was just a hot-headed young man acting on impulse.

How could something like a parchment scroll possibly be handled?

But after these few days of work, she was almost in despair.

We've tried every possible method and considered every conceivable scenario.

But I just can't find a single clue.

Even secret techniques are difficult to break, let alone the distorted and complicated alien script inside.

The idea of ​​processing all the information within the allotted time is simply a pipe dream.

Therefore, we can only place our hopes on that guy Lin Mo.

Recalling his nonchalant demeanor before he left, Chen Yanan had a vague feeling that the other party might have some tricks up his sleeve.

11:30.

The employees around him yawned wearily, their bloodshot, lifeless eyes filled with resentment towards that damned parchment scroll.

If the bureau chief hadn't been there, they would have definitely given that tedious and complicated parchment scroll a good scolding, using it to vent their anger and frustration.

Chen Yanan lay on the table, feeling a wave of drowsiness wash over her. She yawned and buried her head in her arms, wanting to take a nap.

In two days, she only slept for four or five hours.

"Director, why don't you go back and rest? We're fine here."

Xiao Lian felt a pang of sympathy seeing the bureau chief working overtime alongside them, the lower-level employees.

"No need, I'll just take a nap for ten or twenty minutes to refresh myself."

"I'm still sleepy," Chen Yanan said.

Seeing this, Xiao Lian didn't know what to say and could only start typing on the keyboard, hoping to finish the heavy task of the parchment scroll as soon as possible.

bite!

A crisp notification sound rang out.

The dim holographic screen lit up instantly.

Chen Yanan suddenly woke up with a start.

She looked up, wiped her eyes and mouth, and muttered, "Who is it that's sending messages in the middle of the night?"

As she spoke, she picked up the mouse beside her and silently clicked on the small red dot.

The first thing that caught my eye was a message from Lin Mo.

[Hehe, Director Chen~ Have you made any progress on the parchment scroll matter?]

The slightly teasing tone made Chen Yanan frown at first, then she quickly typed: 【What's wrong? Xiao Linmo? Have you made any progress on your end?】

Lin Mo: [Guess?]

Upon seeing this, Chen Yanan was overjoyed, but then she was somewhat incredulous.

Judging from the other party's tone, he must have figured something out, otherwise he wouldn't have come to my place in the middle of the night to send such a message.

Now, whatever progress or signs the other side has made, it is an extremely valuable help to the intelligence agency, which is currently struggling to make any progress!

But……

Even with its own intelligence bureau full of talent and various connections, it couldn't find a single clue. No matter how much Fu Xuan valued Lin Mo, he was just a low-level diviner who had only been practicing for less than a hundred years. What method did he use to find a clue?

Chen Yanan shook her head. Although she was very curious, it was clearly not the time to think about these things.

Let's find out exactly what happened first.

With that in mind, Chen Yanan started typing again.

Nan Nan muttered to herself: "Little brother Lin Mo, since you've come to disturb your sister's rest in the middle of the night, you must not just be here to chat, right? I bet you've found some clues about the parchment scroll, which is why you've come to find me."

Nan Nan muttered to herself: [Don't rush, let your older sister guess what kind of clue we found?]

Nan Nan muttered to herself, "Could it be that we've successfully cracked that mysterious spell?"

Lin Mo: [No.]

Chen Yanan frowned, feeling slightly disappointed, but quickly recovered and resumed typing.

He muttered to himself, "Then why did you come looking for your sister in the middle of the night?"

Lin Mo: [I have good news and bad news to tell Director Chen. Which would you like to hear first, Director Chen?]

What good news or bad news? Why are you keeping me in suspense?

Chen Yanan frowned, puzzled, then quickly typed: [Bad news, I suppose.]

Lin Mo: [Actually, I suggest you hear the good news first. I'm afraid you might not be able to handle the bad news.]

It's alright.

Chen Yanan finished her coffee in one gulp.

As long as it wasn't something like the sheepskin scroll being stolen by the Medicine King's secret teachings or Xiao Lingzi dying, she could actually accept it.

Lin Mo: [The parchment scroll exploded.]

Pfft!!

Chen Yanan's pupils contracted sharply, and then she spat out a mouthful of water onto the screen!

? ? ?

"Are you alright, Chief?"

"Director Chen, what's wrong?"

His colleagues, seeing Director Chen, who was usually calm and resourceful, with such an expression for the first time, couldn't help but worry.

"No...it's nothing..."

Chen Yanan took out a tissue and tremblingly wiped the coffee off her clothes.

Then, she tried to remain calm and said, "The coffee is just a little hot."

"Let's get back to work, everyone."

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