The car stopped!
It stopped in front of that big wolfdog.
Bang!
He Li got out of the car, shut the door heavily, and looked at the big dog.
It was the same blue-bay shepherd dog that had appeared downstairs last night. It was the same dog, with those proud, bright eyes; He Li recognized it.
Because, in his dream last night, he had dreamt of this dog.
The blue-bay shepherd dog slightly raised its head, its blue and silver-white eyes gazing at the furious He Li.
He Li stared at the blue-bay shepherd dog's eye color and was stunned. Strangely, he, who had been very angry moments ago, was now calm.
He Li swallowed and looked back.
Chen Sui leaned against the engine cover with a grim expression.
Jin Fang sat cross-legged on the engine cover, a sneer evident on his lips.
Yan Ping stood on the car roof with his hands in his pockets, a smile on his face.
He Li looked back at the blue-bay shepherd dog again.
At this moment, a man ran out from the street corner not far away and hurried towards them, panting as he called out:
"Xiao Lan! Xiao Lan!"
He Li looked at the man in the suit and then at the blue-bay shepherd dog squatting in front of him, looking at him.
The man had already approached and stood beside the blue-bay shepherd dog, sighing with relief as he stroked the dog's fluffy back.
"Don't run around. What if something happens?"
After scolding the dog, the man finally looked up at He Li and smiled apologetically, saying, "Sir, I'm sorry. My Xiao Lan always likes to run off. Last night, he ran out and played for half the night before coming home, and today he ran out again. He really doesn't make me worry. Did he cause you any trouble?"
He Li shook his head. Looking at the man's apologetic smile and then at the blue-bay shepherd dog named Xiao Lan, he said, "It's fine. This guy is very cute and beautiful."
"Really?" The man smiled happily, patting Xiao Lan's head affectionately. "Sir, do you like dogs too?"
He Li paused for a moment, recalling a small dog he had raised in the orphanage when he was young. He said, "Yes, I used to have a dog. Because he was born on the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, I named him La Wu."
"Is that so? That little dog must have been very cute," Mo Lin said with a smile.
He Li sighed, "My La Wu died."
The man looked taken aback, then sighed as well. Everyone who loves pets goes through this.
He Li looked at Xiao Lan and said to the man, "I have to go. Please keep a closer eye on him in the future and don't let him run off. It would be bad if something happened."
The man blinked, then smiled and said, "Okay, I will. Sir, my name is Mo Lin. What's yours?"
He Li stopped and turned around. After a two-second silence, he replied, "My name is He Li."
He Li drove the off-road vehicle away with a roar.
Mo Lin stood in place, watching the off-road vehicle disappear. Then he squatted down, put his arm around Xiao Lan, and chuckled, "La Wu, love?
My La Wu died,
My love died,
Heh heh...
Xiao Lan, Mr. He Li is playing a trick on us."
Xiao Lan slowly turned its head, its blue and silver-white eyes fixed on Mo Lin.
"Uh..." Mo Lin paused and quickly corrected himself, "Playing a trick on me, on me, not you."
Xiao Lan pawed at the asphalt road, then stood up and walked towards the sidewalk. Mo Lin followed with a helpless expression.
Meanwhile,
He Li returned to the Spiritual Management Association headquarters. Jin Fang and Chen Sui must have gotten tired from fighting and gone to sleep. Only Yan Ping remained by He Li's side.
"Why hasn't Uncle Li been coming out recently?"
Li Qin had appeared very infrequently lately, while Yan Ping had been appearing more often, which He Li found strange.
Yan Ping, who had been leaning against the window admiring the beautiful scenery of Binjiang City, turned around upon hearing He Li's question and looked at him, smiling. He said, "Isn't it good that I'm out? Li Qin is too negative. He's always pessimistic. You should be like me and appreciate beautiful things, maintaining a happy heart."
"Yan Ping, you haven't answered my question."
He Li sat on the sofa, organizing the firearms and ammunition on the table. He was going to pick up Bai Fei from the hospital later, and then the two of them would investigate a case of mummified corpses together.
The current work allocation for the two teams was simple: Binjiang City was divided into the East and West districts. Susan and Tao Xue's team was responsible for the East, while He Li and Bai Fei's team was responsible for the West.
More often than not, they acted together in response to emergencies. They weren't arrogant enough to think that their superhuman abilities would allow them to solve any problem easily. In fact, they were the most cautious. They understood the preciousness of life more than ordinary people and cherished it more.
"I've already answered your question, He Li. Li Qin is too pessimistic. His negativity would affect you, so he chose not to come out."
"Because,
He didn't want to spoil your good mood."
Yan Ping's words left He Li in silence. He sped up his pace in organizing the bullets, slung the shotgun over his shoulder, fastened the bullet chain, and then pushed open the door and headed straight for the hospital.
Bai Fei had recovered. The physique of a fifth-level Spiritual Warrior was incredibly strong. Such severe injuries healed in just a week.
According to Bai Fei, after a Spiritual Warrior reached level seven, their next advancement would lead to a completely new realm called the Spirit Nurturing Realm.
At that point, ordinary firearms would no longer be able to harm Spiritual Warriors in the Spirit Nurturing Realm. It could be said:
Like Wu Dalang drinking giraffe milk—sucking it up while jumping!
"You didn't bring my saber?" Bai Fei asked after getting into the car.
He Li found it strange, "Your manifestation ability is a combat saber. Do you still need a conduit weapon?"
Bai Fei was clearly immune to such questions. He shrugged, "Using only one ability is more energy-efficient."
Bai Fei's answer left He Li speechless. This was the epitome of workplace laziness for advanced employees.
Abilities could be unused, but they couldn't be nonexistent.
The two drove to the entrance of the Sunshine Community.
Wail… wail… wail…
Beep boop… beep boop… beep boop…
Police cars and ambulances continuously sped past their off-road vehicle and into the community. He Li and Bai Fei put on their communication headsets.
He Li opened his watch display and said, "The deceased family of four have all turned into mummified corpses: Huang Chenglu, Dong Li, Huang Jiaqi, Huang Jiaming. Among them, Huang Chenglu's death was gruesome. His limbs and head were separated and arranged in twisted poses in the living room."
Bai Fei looked at the photos on the watch display and clicked his tongue, "What does this remind you of?"
He Li looked at Huang Chenglu's pose and, after a moment of thought, said, "Performance art?"
"It's malicious revenge!" Bai Fei's composure instantly broke.
Bai Fei looked at He Li's innocent expression and sighed deeply. They were all lunatics.
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