Hospital.

Qin Kai's tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes with a slight moan.

"hiss……"

He stared at the pure white ceiling above his head for a few seconds, then subconsciously tried to sit up. A pain came from his leg, making him grimaced in pain.

"team leader!!"

Hearing this voice, Jiang Han, who was dozing against the wall, suddenly came to his senses, walked quickly to his side, and said in surprise, "Captain, you are finally awake!"

"Xiao Han..." Qin Kai's expression gradually relaxed when he saw her. He looked around and asked in confusion, "Why am I here?"

Jiang Han was stunned. "You are injured, of course you have to come to the hospital."

"No, I mean... where's Misty? Where's Bell Crand?" Qin Kai frowned as if he had thought of something and asked, "And Molly, how is she?"

"Don't worry, Captain. Misty and Bell Crand have been dealt with by the special team." Jiang Han said with a smile, "Although Molly's injuries are serious, it's not serious. She woke up last night and is in the next room. Zheng Zheng and the others are downstairs to process your hospitalization procedures. They should be back soon."

"Special team?" Qin Kai was confused for a moment, "Is it the Phoenix team? Are they okay?"

"Not the Phoenix team..." Jiang Han looked a little hesitant.

"That's the Mask?" Qin Kai breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately it's not the Phoenix team that came, otherwise things would be troublesome..."

While the two were talking, four figures walked in from the door. Seeing Qin Kai sitting in the bed, they all showed joy on their faces.

The girl called Zheng Zheng walked up quickly and placed an exquisite fruit basket next to the bed. "Captain, we bought some fruit for you at the fruit shop downstairs. You can have some if you have an appetite."

Her voice is very gentle, like a spring breeze, which makes people feel comfortable when listening to it.

"Thank you." Qin Kai smiled and turned to look at Jiang Han. "By the way, go on, how is the [Mask] team doing?"

"Captain, it's not the Masked Team that's here either." Jiang Han scratched his head. "Although they also wear masks, they are all Journey to the West themed, which is different from the Masked Team."

"A mask with a Journey to the West theme?" Qin Kai was stunned for a long time before he reacted. "How come I have never heard of any special team wearing Journey to the West masks?"

"It's true, Captain." A skinny team member couldn't help but speak up, "When we were controlled by the mind, we fought with them. There was a man wearing a Red Boy mask, and another wearing a Sand Monk mask. They were both very powerful, and they were forbidden ruins that we had never seen before.

Moreover... Zheng Zheng was also taken advantage of by that perverted Zhu Bajie!"

"?" Qin Kai turned his head and looked at Zheng Zheng in surprise.

Zheng Zheng blushed slightly, frowned and thought for a moment, "Actually, it doesn't seem to be taking advantage of me...it's just that the way you tied me up was a little strange?"

"He's tied up like that, and that's not considered molesting?" The skinny man was filled with righteous indignation. "That Zhu Bajie doesn't look like a decent person at first glance. Next time I see him, I'll definitely teach him a lesson!"

"No, the worst one is that Red Boy!" Sun Luan, with one hand in a plaster cast, leaned against the wall, as if he remembered something, fear appeared in his eyes.

"I was knocked unconscious and lying on the ground, but she still broke my arm... It was so brutal!"

Qin Kai fell into deep thought.

"There is also a young man without a mask inside, and he is very powerful." Qian Haoran stood in front of the bed and said seriously, "He seems to be only at the 'Chuan' realm, but he killed [Bell Crand] alone. I saw it with my own eyes."

"A young man who can kill Bell Kland alone at the 'Chuan' level... where did such a powerful group of people come from?" Qin Kai frowned and said.

"Oh, Captain, there is one more thing."

Jiang Han seemed to remember something, took out a tablet from his bag and handed it to Qin Kai.

"After the fog dissipated yesterday, the mop-up team went in to clean up the battlefield and found a black spray-painted mark in the middle of the largest intersection in front of Gusu Center."

Qin Kai took the tablet and looked at a photo taken from a high altitude. He saw a large black circle appear in the central area of ​​the intersection. The circle was divided by two straight lines and looked extremely mysterious.

"We checked the surveillance video nearby and found that this was left by the special team." Jiang Han said, "After they drew this pattern, they drove away in a shabby black van..."

"A broken van?" Qin Kai was stunned. "What kind of special team would drive a van?"

"We checked the license plate of the car and found that it was a fake license plate and could not be tracked at all. The car disappeared from the surveillance after driving out of two streets and never appeared again."

Qin Kai stared at the pattern for a long time, sighed deeply, and handed the tablet in his hand back to Jiang Han.

"No matter who they are, since the [Bell Crane] incident has been resolved, it is the best outcome... Record all of this and report it to the higher-ups. Let them handle everything."

"yes."

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In the suburbs of Gusu, in an ancient and solemn temple, the melodious sound of an ancient bell slowly echoed.

The breeze carried the golden ginkgo leaves slowly to the ground. Tourists held incense sticks in their hands, looked up at the Buddha statue in the center of the temple, made sincere wishes, and bowed gently...

The curl of smoke rises in the temple, as if it can purify all the world's restlessness. Amid the sound of scriptures, the mind becomes as peaceful as this secluded ancient temple.

"Donor, is there anything you need?" A monk stood in front of the wooden counter, clasped his hands together, and spoke softly.

Outside the counter, a fat man scratched his head and asked, "Do you have any amulets for sale?"

"Yes." The monk took out several red carved talisman bags from the counter and laid them out one by one. "We have family talismans, career talismans, longevity talismans... Donor, which one do you want?"

The fat man looked at the string of talisman bags in front of him and hesitated. "It looks a bit too much... It won't look as good as a Rolex on my wrist."

The monk was stunned. "Donor, if you think this one won't work, why not just buy a sandalwood amulet, a specialty of our temple?"

He took out a piece of wood that exuded a faint sandalwood scent from the counter. It was about half the size of a palm, made of thick material, and had a string of small Buddhist beads tied to it. It could be hung anywhere.

"This sandalwood has been blessed by the monks of this temple. The effect is better than those talisman bags. In addition, you can engrave the name of the person you want to give it to on the back, and a wish of yours on the front...such as good health and longevity, immunity to evil, and continuous promotion..."

Baili Pangpang took the sandalwood amulet, looked at it carefully for a long time, and nodded with satisfaction, "This thing is good... By the way, can I carve a few more wishes?"

"Donor, if you are greedy, your heart is not sincere..."

Without saying a word, Baili Pangpang took out a thick stack of banknotes from his pocket and spread it on the counter.

"Carve twenty for me!"

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