Chapter 76

Wang Xiuli's eyes were vacant as she sat in the chair, staring fixedly at the operating room door, a buzzing ringing in her ears as if she couldn't hear her son's questions.

Feng Yuhuai beside her, however, seemed stimulated, bristling like an angry cat; she stood up and glared furiously at Feng Mu: "I called you all night, why didn't you answer, where the hell did you go...?"

Feng Mu crouched beside Wang Xiuli, casting a sidelong glance at Feng Yuhuai.

He had just killed tonight, and not just one person; his mindset had undergone a massive metamorphosis, and a coldness that preyed on his own kind involuntarily showed in his eyes.

In that instant of eye contact, Feng Yuhuai suddenly froze, feeling as if a bloodthirsty monster wearing human skin had locked onto her; the accusations at her lips all stuck in her throat.

Clearly she was standing and Feng Mu was crouching, yet Feng Yuhuai strangely felt as if her head were being held looming in a monster's mouth from above, her entire scalp prickling with cold air.

"Damn it, the 【Molding Embryo】 can sculpt facial expressions, but it can't hide the look in my eyes that wants to kill."

Feng Mu hurriedly averted his gaze, lowered his head and rubbed his eyes hard with his fingers; when he looked up again his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had secretly cried.

In the hospital, at the operating room entrance, this kind of look was perfectly normal.

Feng Yuhuai froze; looking at Feng Mu again, the eerie feeling from just now was gone, leaving only that same cowardly good-for-nothing face.

"Did I actually just get scared by Feng Mu?"

Fear in Feng Yuhuai's heart was replaced by shame, but she had no mood to continue berating Feng Mu; she only shot a vicious glare at him, turned her head, and stared at the operating room light.

Dad absolutely cannot die.

If Dad dies, the family will have no income; the little money Feng Mu earns as an incinerator worker is nowhere near enough for my expenses.

I'm only in Class 1, Grade 10; I can't go out to work too, can I? And there's the next three years of tuition, plus a huge sum for university — what am I supposed to do?

Originally I still wanted to sign up for Instructor Wang's "Finger Zen Strength" next week, but that course charges a fee, so that's ruined now.

I'm clearly a genius; do I have to be like those good-for-nothings, only studying and cultivating free courses?

Also, if Dad dies, are Dad's merit points at the Patrol Bureau still valid? Can I use Dad's name to exchange for that Bone Refining Pill?

The more Feng Yuhuai thought, the more fearful she became; her lovely face lost all color, both eyes fixed unblinkingly on the operating room light, praying devoutly in her heart for a successful surgery, for Dad to survive against all odds.

Heaven seemed to answer her prayer; the operating room light turned green.

Several doctors in white coats filed out, but they completely ignored the family members at the door and instead walked straight toward the aquiline-nosed youth.

Li Shang was in the middle of reporting something; seeing the doctors approach, he closed his mouth.

The Special Commissioner turned his head, looked at the doctors, and asked with a frown: "How is the situation?"

Dr. Tong at the very front removed his mask and replied: "Four people were already dead from excessive blood loss when brought in; resuscitation failed."

"The rest have temporarily escaped life danger, but most will be left disabled; severed arms and such basically can't be reattached, unless..."

The Special Commissioner furrowed his brow; Dr. Tong understood tacitly and didn't continue further.

Using mechanical prostheses — that's an astronomical expense; to put it bluntly, even if you sold all these constables in the operating room, dead or alive, as a lump sum, you couldn't exchange them for a single mechanical prosthesis.

Dr. Tong had been recommended by the hospital two years ago to go to the Upper City for two months of advanced study, so he knew about mechanical prostheses, and even knew that this thing had already become widespread in the Upper City.

Which is to say, the price had been beaten down.

But this is the Lower City, a Lower City under strict resource control; moreover, there's a complex Upper-Lower City customs tariff in between — never mind mechanical prostheses, even air leaked from the Upper City, packaged in bags, must be relabeled with expensive tags.

The Special Commissioner didn't care about these issues; he only asked one question: "Wang Yilin, where is Chief Wang's corpse?"

Dr. Tong: "The corpse was autopsied and examined immediately; all blood in the corpse had been drained, the bleeding point was at the carotid artery."

"I observed the condition of the blood vessel walls under a microscope; most vessel walls had severe ruptures, like pipes pressurized by a water pump; the blood flow speed in that instant was terrifyingly fast."

"Specific numerical results still await the lab report, but I speculate that Chief Wang's entire body's blood was drained dry in one second, extremely cleanly; even the blood in the bone marrow was drained dry; the corpse's whole body..."

Dr. Tong paused for a moment, as if he himself was extremely shocked by the answer he was about to give,

"Not to mention a drop of blood, not even a single red blood cell could be found, that clean."

The Special Commissioner's face remained indifferent, but his pupils contracted sharply; he understood some medical knowledge, so he understood the anti-science implication of this result.

Even using the Upper City's most cutting-edge technology, it would probably be very difficult to drain all red blood cells from a human body, let alone within one second?

The Special Commissioner licked his lips, his expression tinged with a trace of excitement, and said in a barely audible voice: "Evil Sacrifice, and one that can parasitize a human body, walking alive among mortals."

Dr. Tong didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Li Shang stood by with ears pricked, seemingly having caught a couple of key words.

The Special Commissioner smiled at Dr. Tong and ordered solemnly: "Those who couldn't be resuscitated are a lost cause, but the rest who have been resuscitated — the hospital must spare no effort in treating them, understand?"

Dr. Tong froze for a moment, not expecting this noble from the Upper City to actually be kind-hearted.

He nodded heavily, even agreeing without asking about medical costs.

Dr. Tong had misunderstood the Special Commissioner; where would the Special Commissioner care about the lives of consumables? He cared about that "face covered in bone mask" living Evil Sacrifice.

He thought: "These constables are all survivors who fought that Evil Sacrifice; even if crippled, they still have value alive."

"Heh—"

"Originally I was exiled down here for a mistake; never expected I'd still encounter such a rare Evil Sacrifice; if I can capture Him alive, it's not a question of whether I go back, but how many ranks I can jump at once."

The Special Commissioner habitually rubbed the family emblem on his chest, eyes flashing with a sharp light; he had originally wanted to call and report to the family, but his mind turned and he extinguished that thought.

Reporting to the family, while it could bring support, the credit would definitely be shared out; moreover, concerning a living parasitic Evil Sacrifice, the family would definitely attach utmost importance, and then I might end up reduced to a mere obedient vanguard.

The Special Commissioner's status in the family was neither high nor low; he also had ambition to climb higher, unwilling to let this heaven-shaking merit become a wedding dress for someone else.

"But if I don't report, can I pull it off?" The Special Commissioner's brain spun rapidly, "According to the attacked constables' statements, the parasitic Evil Sacrifice tentatively named 'Mask' doesn't seem extremely powerful yet."

Although the constables all spoke very fearfully, describing it as eerily dangerous, to the well-informed Special Commissioner's ears, he just felt it was still okay.

Danger definitely exists — after all, it's a living parasitic Evil Sacrifice — but it's probably still only in the juvenile stage; even without relying on the family's power, the Special Commissioner felt he still had a fifty percent chance.

"Of course, if I don't report, I absolutely cannot fail; otherwise, if discovered afterwards, I will definitely be held accountable."

"So, I need to track down Mask's whereabouts as soon as possible, and make foolproof capture preparations."

Having made his decision, the Special Commissioner glanced at Dr. Tong and instructed heavily again: "These wounded are all public security heroes; you must spare no effort in treatment. Additionally, regarding the corpse's lab results, the hospital must keep strict confidentiality; no matter who asks, you cannot speak, understand?"

Dr. Tong looked at the Special Commissioner's stern expression and nodded with a grave face.

Only then did the Special Commissioner look at Li Shang and say: "Chief Wang is gone, the Captain Zheng position hasn't been decided yet, so the Patrol Bureau will be temporarily managed by you."

Li Shang stood at attention and saluted: "Yes."

The Special Commissioner continued to order: "Regarding the perpetrator of that attack, everyone in the Patrol Bureau, top to bottom, must keep their mouths shut. It must be kept strictly confidential. Conduct a secret investigation. Find him with the utmost speed. If you find him, I'll remove the acting capacity from your position before the official appointment. If you don't, I'll dismiss you."

Li Shang's breathing grew heavy: "Yes, I guarantee the mission will be completed."

Thank you Cielooo for the 3100-point reward.

Hmm, it's the start of the month, asking for a wave of monthly tickets. They say if you don't ask for monthly tickets at the start of the month, you'll have no tickets at the end of the month. Hurry up and ask for a wave.

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