Xia Chujian looked out the window at the heavy rain that was still pouring down like a river from the sky, shook his head and replied to the message.
[Xia Chujian]: We are not in a hurry. The rain is too heavy. The leader can come tomorrow.
Meng Guanghui: Stop talking nonsense. I'm free right now, so I just happened to come over and take a look. What does it matter if it rains? Even if it's hail or sulfuric acid outside, I still have to go on my mission.
[Xia Chujian]: Is there also sulfuric acid?
[Meng Guanghui]: Yes, it's on an asteroid. I won't go into details. Where is it?
Xia Chujian had no choice but to send the address of her aunt's studio.
Meng Guanghui discovered that this address was not too far from the Special Security Bureau's branch in Mulan City.
If it wasn't raining heavily, he could arrive in five minutes by aircraft.
At this moment, it only takes eight minutes.
Meng Guanghui's aircraft is equipped with lightning protection equipment and insulating coating, so it will not cause electric shock or fire.
His aircraft quickly took off, rushed into the rain, and soon arrived at Xia Yuanfang's studio.
Before Meng Guanghui came in, he checked the situation of the building first.
There are only eight tenants left in the commercial building with more than 30 floors. Five of them have been closed for a long time, and two of them did not open at all because of the heavy rain today.
Only Xia Yuanfang's studio is still operating normally.
He was very surprised that it was raining so heavily that even normal businesses were almost all closed today.
Is Xia Yuanfang's business so prosperous?
It’s raining so hard, and there are still customers?
When he came in, he found that Xia Yuanfang indeed had a client, who was still lying on the hospital bed.
Seeing him coming, Xia Yuanfang hurriedly stood up and said softly, "Mr. Meng, this is my patient. Let's go out and talk."
Meng Guanghui glanced at the person lying on the hospital bed, covered with a thin blanket, with a bulging belly, obviously a pregnant woman.
Considering that Xia Yuanfang was in the reproductive assistance business, he understood.
He smiled and said, "You're welcome, Aunt Xia. I'm here to see you for the first time. So much has happened in the past few days. I should have visited you long ago."
Xia Yuanfang said with emotion, "Mr. Meng is truly a competent and good leader. However, I've seen a lot of incredible things happening in their school recently. Fortunately, she doesn't have to go to school for the last two months. If she goes to school again, I can't stand the fear every day."
Meng Guanghui pretended to know nothing and said in surprise, "Oh, their school is finally planning to conduct a self-examination? It's okay not to go now, but isn't the college entrance examination in two months?"
"So I will take her with me every day and urge her to study. She also has to take online classes." Xia Yuanfang said, "Please do as you please. I won't bother you anymore."
Meng Guanghui nodded, turned and left the ward where Xia Yuanfang was.
When he left, he closed the door of the ward for her.
Xia Chujian was waiting for him in the spacious living room.
Meng Guanghui came to the living room and sat across from Xia Chujian. His face suddenly darkened and he said, "A murder just happened here. Did you kill someone?"
Xia Chujian raised an eyebrow: "Huh? How did Leader Meng know? This place has been cleaned..."
Even the outside walls have been painted.
Meng Guanghui pointed to his nose and said, "I'm a high-level genetic evolver. I can smell the lingering smell of blood in the air. It's a very strong smell. The murders here took place no more than two hours ago. The death toll is less than three."
Xia Chujian gave him a thumbs up: "Leader Meng is wise!"
Then, she retrieved the video she had just taken from the quantum optical computer.
Although there are surveillance cameras here, those people destroyed them as soon as they came in.
Fortunately, Xia Chujian did not turn off the camera when he took pictures of the luxury car downstairs, so he was able to capture the beating of the two humanoids and the killing of the armed man in the house.
At this point, Meng Guanghui knew the whole process without her having to explain much.
After reading it, Meng Guanghui frowned and said, “Are these people here to hunt you or your aunt?”
Xia Chujian spread his hands and said, "Neither of them. They are here to hunt down my aunt's patients."
Then he glanced in the direction of the room he had just been in.
Meng Guanghui understood: "Are you hunting down that pregnant woman?"
Xia Chujian nodded. "But their combat power is average, so I can handle them. The two humanoids are probably about the same as the early E-level genetic evolvers. If a few humanoids with combat power equivalent to D-level or even C-level came, I might not be able to defeat them."
Meng Guanghui said, "Then don't think too much. Just shoot first when you encounter danger. As long as you can seize the initiative, you can kill a D-level or early C-level genetic evolver."
As he spoke, Xia Chujian had already called the big black dog over and said to Meng Guanghui, "Look, it has a brain-computer interface."
Meng Guanghui looked at the big black dog, suddenly took out a pen and poked the big black dog's neck.
The big black dog immediately fainted on the ground.
Xia Chujian: “…”
"What are you doing?"
"To remove the chip from the brain, of course anesthesia must be given first." Meng Guanghui said without raising his head, and at the same time took out a black knife with a strange shape.
The blade of the knife was as thin as a cicada's wing, and the tip was thinner than a hair.
Meng Guanghui put on a special pair of glasses, and then used the knife to insert it into the place where the big black dog's brain-computer interface was connected to the head. Then he mobilized the power control and tactile perception of the advanced genetic evolutionist. With the cooperation of the special glasses, his eyes were like X-rays, able to see through the place where the blade and the big black dog's head were cut.
He slowly turned his wrist, very delicately and carefully, allowing the blade, as thin as a cicada's wing, to cut the nanoscale wiring of the brain-computer interface.
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