After his consciousness returned to his original body, Fang Xiu, disguised as Wen Yang, returned to the detention center.
Xiao Chuxia, on the other hand, was put into his pocket.
A moment later, he led the spirit master, who had transformed into his own appearance, into the car.
According to Yan Changshou and his group's original plan, Wen Yang should have sent the fake Fang Xiu back to the hotel at this time.
The assassination of the headquarters minister will be carried out tomorrow.
The car quickly drove towards the hotel, and when there were no other vehicles around, Fang Xiu's black hair turned into long silver hair, instantly seeing through the spirit master who was impersonating him.
This spirit master was only a second-tier cultivator, and his abilities were more support-oriented, so he wasn't strong in direct combat. In addition, he had always thought that Wen Yang was driving, so he was completely unprepared and was instantly killed.
After the instant kill, Fang Xiu devoured his spirituality and pulled Xiao Chuxia out.
"Now that you've transformed into my appearance, I'll take you back to the hotel."
Xiao Chuxia glanced at Fang Xiu, her expression very complicated. Although she didn't know what Fang Xiu had been doing all night, it was clear that he was secretly plotting something, and she had a feeling that she had been tricked.
It was too late to get off the ship now, so he had no choice but to obediently transform into Fang Xiu and was then sent back to the hotel.
Fang Xiu, disguised as Wen Yang, drove to headquarters.
However, this time it wasn't him driving, but one of his men, because he didn't know where the headquarters was.
His subordinates had absolutely no doubt about his trip to headquarters.
Because Wen Yang had previously arrested the prophet Fang Xiu, although it was just a formality and a statement was taken, it was still necessary to report to headquarters both morally and logically.
Half an hour later, the car arrived at a secluded military area, surrounded by high walls and electric fences, and patrolled by countless fully armed soldiers.
Led by Wen Yang's men, the two passed through layers of security and finally entered the headquarters.
"You wait here, I'll go report," Fang Xiu said to his subordinate.
The subordinate nodded and silently lit a cigarette next to the car.
This was Fang Xiu's first time entering the headquarters.
The headquarters' decor was simpler than I had imagined, just like an ordinary office space. Apart from its large area, it didn't seem any different.
However, Fang Xiu keenly sensed that the guards here were extremely tight, with various advanced surveillance instruments everywhere, as well as many incomprehensible hidden patterns carved by the Mind Steel.
It was already late at night, but many offices in the headquarters were still brightly lit. Through the glass, one could vaguely see many operators checking data and communicating with the spirit masters on the front lines.
Strange events can occur at any time of day.
With its headquarters overseeing all the spirit masters in the country, its business volume is naturally substantial.
Along the way, Fang Xiu encountered many colleagues who greeted him, and he nodded to each of them.
When there were fewer people around, he randomly asked someone, "Is the minister still at the office?"
"Yes, he's here, in his office."
Having learned the minister's location, Fang Xiu began searching for the minister's office within the headquarters.
Fortunately, the minister's office was quite conspicuous, so it didn't take too much effort to find it.
He walked to the office door, and could faintly hear a deep, resonant male voice inside, as if he were on the phone.
Fang Xiu sensed that there seemed to be only one person in the office. He frowned slightly and went up to knock on the door.
A moment later, a sound came from inside the door.
"Please come in."
Fang Xiu opened the door and entered, a slight ripple in his eyes.
There wasn't just one person inside, but two.
In the spacious office, a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit sat upright behind his desk, while a young man in combat uniform stood beside him with a straight posture.
The young man had a resolute, even cold, face, and his eyes were like those of an eagle. He stared intently at Fang Xiu from the moment he entered.
Upon seeing these two people, Fang Xiu had a vague idea in his mind.
Clearly, the middle-aged man in the Zhongshan suit is the head of the Investigation Bureau headquarters, and the person standing next to him should be Xiao Zhenhua, who advocates equality for all people.
Another fourth-tier spirit master besides the five captains.
When Yan Changshou mentioned these fourth-tier experts, he only emphasized two of them: one was Fang Moli, the number one spirit master in Asia who possessed the Xuanyuan Sword, and the other was Xiao Zhenhua, who was standing in front of him.
No wonder I couldn't sense Xiao Zhenhua's presence outside the door; it seems this person's strength is indeed extraordinary.
"Wen Yang, you're here to report on Fang Xiu's matter, right? I've already heard about it. You did a good job. A simple reprimand will suffice."
The head of headquarters said calmly, his expression always carrying a hint of fatigue, clearly indicating that being a head was not an easy job.
With the number of bizarre incidents increasing, it is indeed not an easy task for an ordinary person to manage the spirit masters of various investigation bureaus across the country and deal with bizarre incidents.
"Let me briefly explain what happened. Sun Dehua and Fang Xiu had no grudges against each other, so why did Sun Dehua come to provoke Fang Xiu in the middle of the night?"
After asking his question, the minister stared at "Wen Yang" before him, awaiting his reply.
However, what Wen Yang said made him pause in surprise.
"You're the head of headquarters?"
Before the minister could speak, Xiao Zhenhua, who was standing next to him, frowned and shouted, "If you're not Wen Yang, then who are you?"
In an instant, a powerful aura rose from Xiao Zhenhua and pressed down on Fang Xiu.
Fang Xiu immediately felt as if his spirituality had vanished. Not only that, but he also couldn't use any strange powers. It felt just like he had been injected with a spirit suppressant.
Is this Xiao Zhenhua's domain? Is everyone equal?
It can actually make people lose all their abilities, even strange powers. No wonder Yan Changshou is wary of it.
He had a vague suspicion that this spirit suppressant was probably made based on the principle of equality among all living beings.
As the principle of equality for all beings in the domain took effect, Fang Xiu's disguise slowly faded away.
Wen Yang's appearance was no longer there; what was revealed was his true appearance.
"You are... Fang Xiu?" The minister recognized Fang Xiu at a glance.
As a minister, he naturally couldn't possibly be unaware of who the most prominent spirit master had been recently.
Fang Xiu, naturally, resolved the S-level bizarre incident with the strength of a second-tier spirit master.
“Exactly.” Fang Xiu nodded.
Upon hearing Fang Xiu's admission, the minister frowned, seemingly pondering the purpose of his late-night visit.
After a moment, the minister's brows relaxed, and he smiled gently: "Young friend Fang, you've come here so late at night, is there anything important you need?"
"I foresaw the destruction of headquarters in the future." Fang Xiu delivered the most bombshell news in the calmest tone.
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