As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Liao Runing said angrily: "What do you mean it won't hurt anyone? If she loses her hand, how will she construct the mecha in the future?"

"Comparing the two, it is obvious that putting it on the wrist will cause less harm." The middle-aged man explained, "Logically speaking, if you want to harm her, it is best to install it on the back of her neck."

Wei San looked at his cut wrist: "This micro recorder was taken from the First District. Does that director want to harm me too?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and pointed at the micro recorder on the base of the dish: "If it was the director of the Mechanical Department of the First District who tampered with it, there would be no signs of modification on it."

Wei San frowned and immediately understood what he meant.

This micro data recorder was originally designed and manufactured by the director of the First Military Region's Mechanical Department. If he had done anything, he would have put compressed explosives in it when he made it. But now there are traces of modification, indicating that the recorder has been modified for the second time, and someone else has done something with it.

"There are only three people who have handled this micro recorder." Ying Xingjue took out a bottle of ointment, dipped a small ball of it, lowered his eyes, held Wei San's wrist, and gently rubbed it on her wound with his fingertips.

"Director, Doctor Xu Zhen, and..." Wei San looked up at him and said word by word, "Doctor Jing."

Ying Xingjue watched the wound on her wrist slowly heal. The speed was faster than usual medicine, but it was not enough to heal immediately, so he helped her put on the gauze.

The two people's behavior was too natural, and several people in the living room didn't notice it. However, the middle-aged man sitting next to them took a second look at Ying Xingjue.

"How long will the transformation take?" Ying Xingjue asked sideways after helping Wei San put on the gauze.

The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "This recorder is very sophisticated. It needs to record the human body's condition and sense changes in emotions. Even if it is a mechanical master, it will take at least one or two days to add compressed explosives inside without destroying the recorder."

The director of the mechanical department of the first district had no reason to transform, and no second time. Doctor Xu Zhen was from the Ying family faction and could be trusted. She would not care about anything else except curing Ying Xingjue.

Now there is only one person left who is still a suspect.

Ying Xingjue asked Wei San when she put the micro data recorder, and after checking the date, he found that Doctor Jing did not have time to modify it.

"This is only the first time." Jin Ke suddenly said, "Later, Wei San took it out once, and that time he had time."

The focus once again circled around Doctor Jingti.

Wei San pulled down his sleeves: "If it was Doctor Jing, why did he do this?"

"Could he be an infected person?" Liao Runing guessed.

"Doctor Jing discovered the problem with the nutrient solution sent to Ying Xingjue by Tongxuan Company ten years ago, and ten years later he was Wei San's attending physician, and both of you are super 3s level." Huo Xuanshan quickly found common ground.

"This is a coincidence. There is only one top medical school in the Federation. Doctor Xu Zhen is Doctor Jingti's senior. They were both the best doctors at the time. It was Doctor Xu Zhen who invited Doctor Jing to come over and discovered the problem with the nutrient solution." Ying Chenghe has always had a deep memory of what happened back then. "Besides, Doctor Jingti has been in our Thirteenth Military Region for eight or nine years. At that time, Wei San was still on Planet 3212. It was impossible for him to predict it in advance."

"Independent Army." Ying Xingjue spoke slowly.

These three words successfully stunned several people in the living room. The middle-aged man sitting next to them quietly pretended not to hear. He was only responsible for checking the micro data recorder.

"What do you mean?" Jin Ke stood up and looked at Ying Xingjue. When he asked, he had already guessed about 70% of it.

"For the Shanmiya siblings to successfully conceal their level, they need a highly skilled doctor." Ying Xingjue said in a calm voice, "This person must understand the changes in the Federation's Medical Department regulations every year, and at the same time be able to keep the levels above level 3s stable. The doctors at the Nampasi Military Academy have been ruled out as suspects, as they are not aware of the situation of the Shanmiya siblings."

"Based on this, we may not necessarily conclude that there is something wrong with Doctor Jing." Jin Ke had thought about this as well, but Doctor Jing had been in District 13 before being selected this year to be the chief medical officer of the military academy team.

"Doctor Jing takes a vacation every three years, and uses the accumulated vacation time to travel around." Ying Xingjue lowered his head and tapped the light computer, opening the survey data. "The places he went to during the vacations were different, but

they always overlapped with the places where the two teachers from Nampaxi were." The data showed that Jingti went to at least six places every time he took a vacation, but there was always one place that overlapped with Shangong Yangling and his friends.

As the elder of the Shangong brothers and sisters, it was normal for Shangong Yangling to take them out, and Doctor Jing went to six or seven tourist spots each time during his vacation, so no one would notice if they bumped into each other.

The living room was quiet, and it was obvious who had tampered with the micro data recorder, but no one knew why Doctor Jing didn't put it behind his neck, but on Wei San's wrist.

"Haven't you joined the Independence Army? Why are they still doing this?" Liao Runing asked in confusion, "Why do they always have to attack the Super 3S level?"

Wei San turned his wrist: "The Independence Army must be jealous of me."

The unknown component in her blood was discovered by Doctor Jingti.

"I can remove the explosives and put them back." The middle-aged man said, "But it can only be done late at night like now, otherwise your data will be interrupted for a long time and it will be easy for the other party to find out."

"No need."

The middle-aged man took out a small explosion-proof box and installed the micro data recorder.

Wei San turned his head and looked at Ying Xingjue, "It's getting late, you go back first."

Ying Xingjue stood up and looked at her quietly.

Being jealous and suspected by everyone, but being used by others, this feeling, he understood it very well.

"So, I saved you again this time." Wei San suddenly raised his eyebrows at Ying Xingjue.

"... Treat you to dinner?" Ying Xingjue asked.

"I'm tired of eating dinner all the time. Let's change it." Wei San put his hand on the back of the chair and said, "Let me think about it first."

"Okay."

Watching Ying Xingjue and the middle-aged man leave, Wei San leaned back on the chair and looked up at the light above.

Jin Ke closed the door, turned back, and pointed at the installed micro data recorder: "Should we go see Doctor Jing?"

Wei San grabbed the box: "It just so happens that Doctor Jing hasn't given me the test report of the nutrient solution yet."

It was already four o'clock in the morning, and the five people went upstairs and went to the door with ease.

Originally, they thought that Doctor Jingti was sleeping, but as soon as they climbed in, they saw him sitting alone at the table.

"Come?" Jingti reached out and turned on the desk light, then turned around and looked at the five people who had climbed in

. "In such a short time, which person from the Machinery Department did you find?" "Doctor Jing, is the nutrient solution test report out yet?" Wei San dragged a chair over, placed it opposite Jingti's desk, sat down and asked, as if he was just coming to visit.

"It's out." Jingti didn't move, just looked at Wei San across from him, "Why don't you ask about the micro data recorder first?"

Wei San didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

"It just so happened that I didn't sleep today and was busy all the time. I didn't expect to find that all your body data had stopped." Jingti spoke himself, "Yes, ever since the problem with Ying Xingjue's recorder was found, I knew that sooner or later it would be discovered that there was a problem with your micro recorder." Jingti

suddenly bent over and pulled open the drawer. Huo Xuanshan and Liao Runing, who were standing next to Wei San, moved suddenly and were ready to take action at any moment.

"I'll take the nutrient solution report. Don't be nervous." Jingti took out a stack of documents from the drawer, put them on the table, and said to the two standing people.

He pushed the documents to Wei San: "There is no problem with the nutritional ingredients in the nutrient solution. It is not a lack of trace elements as reported in the news that year, but it has added... a variant of black insect mist."

When these words came out, the people standing there were shocked.

Wei San asked calmly, "Transformation?"

"You know that most people can't see the black insect mist, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist. The structure has always been there, it's just good at hiding. People beyond level 3s can see through their disguises." Jingti was suppressing something as he spoke, "The nutrient solution contains a structure similar to the black insect mist, but the amount is very small. According to the ratio, it takes about a hundred bottles to produce a centimeter of black insect mist."

"So the nutrient solution is not lacking in ingredients, but black insect mist has been added?" Jin Ke asked immediately, "What is the reason for the increased mortality rate of those who have drunk these nutrient solutions?"

Jingti laughed sarcastically: "No one told you what the black insect mist feeds on? They can use perception to nourish their strength. There are too many ordinary people on Planet 3212, especially the vast majority of people who fell into the garbage dump without any perception, so they will naturally be quickly drained of their lives. Those who have perception use their perception to feed the black insect mist, and their lives will not be in danger, but one day they will be swallowed by the black insect mist and become infected."

Jin Ke and others looked at Wei San in surprise. They have always known that there is black air in her body, but they are unwilling to believe that it is the black insect mist.

"You drank a lot of this nutrient solution, so the black insect mist in your body... no, it should be a mutant." Jingti looked at Wei San, "Because your perception has been hovering at a low level, it has been absorbing nutrients in your body for so many years. I studied it for a long time and found that maybe your body sensed danger, so it hid its perception, and it also fell into a deep sleep during this period. But now your perception keeps waking up, and it also begins to devour and infect your perception."

Wei San opened the file: "Do you mean that I will eventually become an infected person?"

"If your perception is always suppressed at a low level, it will naturally fall into a dormant period." Jingti paused and said, "It is good for you to have a stable mood. Once your emotions fluctuate greatly, the black insect mist is very likely to come back and make you lose your mind and become infected. According to the situation we have now. Once you become infected, you will completely lose yourself, and the black insect mist will control your body."

Before, he always thought that Wei San's emotions were horizontal because of the black insect mist, but now he understands that it is her body's instinct that is suppressed.

Perhaps this is the difference between the super 3s level and other levels.

"The blood of the infected will also change. Super 3S level can see it, but why can't I see it?" Wei San asked, "Is it because I was also infected? I could sense that something was wrong with the doctor you killed at Fanhanxing City Hospital."

Jingti thought about it carefully, and then he remembered who the doctor at Fanhanxing City Hospital was: "The doctor who examined Ying Xingjue? He was of low level, only A level, and the fusion was incomplete, so he was easily discovered. The black insect mist can only be perfectly integrated with people of double S level and above. Once these people are infected, even Super 3S level cannot see it unless blood is drawn."

"Jill Wood." After a moment, Wei San threw out another question, "I don't like her. Does Doctor Jing know the reason?"

Jingti's eyes were a little scattered: "Why do you always ask others? I thought you came here to ask about compressed explosives."

"It's nothing more than you, the independent army, want to control the situation. Once I'm found to be completely infected and merged with the black insect mist, you can destroy me with compressed explosives." Wei San said, his tone was unusually calm, "But why did you only put it on my wrist, Doctor Jing?"

Jingti clasped his hands on the table, lowered his head and smiled inexplicably, he said: "Aren't you not completely infected by the black insect mist? Even if you are infected and lose your hands, it can create an opportunity for us to take action."

A child walked so far without any support, drinking nutrient solution just to survive, she did nothing wrong.

Jingti received an order to put the micro recorder on her neck, but after thinking about it, he finally put the micro data recorder on Wei San's wrist.

If Wei San lost control, the recorder would still work, but he would not die on the spot, and there might be a chance of waking up.

"Are you guys in the independent army sick?" Liao Runing couldn't help but scold, "You secretly installed compressed explosives on the recorder. Even if you are worried that Wei San will be completely infected and out of control, at least you need to tell her about this. You put explosives without consent. What's the difference between you and the infected?"

Jingti looked up at him: "We are just afraid that you can't accept it and do something impulsive. This compressed explosive is extremely stable. There are no procedures and it won't explode."

"If I remember correctly, the founder of the Independence Army was no more than 20 years old, and we are not much different in age." Huo Xuanshan said coldly, "Being afraid of impulse is just an excuse for you."

Jingti didn't want to get entangled in this matter. He himself had been entangled for a long time, so he broke the news to Wei San: "It's normal that you don't like Jill Wood. She also has black insect mist in her body, and there is often a feeling of rejection between infected people."