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At this moment, Meng Nanshan's face didn't show any expression of discussion. He didn't say anything, just looked at the tray of drugs and shook his chin.

Feeling helpless, Dr. Zhang began to use the grinding wheel to open up each and every anesthetic.

I let go of the receiver in my hand, stood up, and walked in front of Meng Nanshan, "Chief Meng, the palace entrance has already been sealed by me. Within two days, the ghost baby won't be able to come out, but after two days, my body will recover.

This time, in Meng Nan Shan's eyes, I saw doubt. After a long time, Meng Nan Shan's face darkened. "Two days …" "Huang Quan, as a person, one shouldn't be too full. Seventh Uncle should have told you this before!"

"Chief Meng, I promise …"

Meng Nanshan raised his hand, his expression was still serious, "Don't promise me anything?" Netherworld, for once, I believe you will have the last chance. You've been in the Bureau for so long, but you haven't learned how to survive. "

Evening... When I got home, I felt very upset. Did Meng Nanshan lose his trust when he said that? No matter what? Finally, Bai Xiaomeng could live for two days. After two days, she would be at the mercy of the heavens!

I pulled out my cell phone, and a string of phone numbers popped up in my head. Should I make this call, maybe the last time I spoke to Ding Lan Xin, I was still hesitating when my cell phone rang, scaring me out of my phone.

Feeling cold and warm inside, I actually called him back. After answering the phone, neither of us spoke, and as we listened to each other's breathing, I sighed silently. "Lan Xin, is that you?"

"Yes sir!" There was only one word, and it was so cold that it made my whole body shiver.

"Are you coming back?" "No," I said.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't answer me. After waiting for a while, he said, "Huang Quan, what's the meaning of taking away your 'Secret Spirit Art' with me?"

"That's the real deal!"

"I know!"

Disappointment, despair, I was the first to feel pain in my heart. "Can we still talk?"

There was no sigh, no euphemism, only an icy cold voice from the other side, "Tomorrow night, I'll go find you. If you're not at home, I'll leave the 'Psychic Concealment' at the door."

After that, Ding Lan Xin hung up. While she was unconscious, I had indeed left the [Psychic Concealment] in Ding Lan's hiding place. Since she said that, she clearly wanted to draw a clear line between her and me.

After a sleepless night, I couldn't muster up any energy the next day. I came to the Bureau of Investigation and asked, "Where's Seventh Uncle?"

Iron Head sat in front of the desk and smiled with his mouth wide open. "The pregnant woman you brought back is a dangerous commodity that could explode at any time. How could Seventh Uncle dare to leave? He and Chief Meng have been doing their internal work." Eh, didn't you sleep last night? The dark circles under his eyes are so heavy. "

Chief Meng and Seventh Uncle's faces were sallow. They obviously hadn't slept for the entire night, and there was one more person beside them. Mo Zhanhui had an excited look on his face as he held his phone and posed in all kinds of positions, taking photos of the pregnant women that were tied up, "Chief Meng, this … "Can you give me the report? I have an explanation for it in the department."

He just frowned and nodded his head. Mo Zhan Hui happily received the report form and other materials from the table and put it in his briefcase. As he was about to leave, he saw me and became even more excited, "Brother Huang, it's so early. I told you that the Public Security Department will definitely do a great service for the Bureau of Investigation."

I nodded my head politely. As for how the higher-ups would decide it, I didn't care about that much. The anxiety and anxiety before me had already left me in a terrible state.

After Mo Zhan Hui left, Meng Nanshan's eyebrows gradually relaxed. He raised a finger and said, "One more day. At this time tomorrow morning, I want to see your result?"

After recovering my strength, I wasn't 100% sure of defeating the infant ghost. Looking at Bai Xiaomeng, whose face was ashen, I couldn't help but wonder how someone of such good age would be able to invite such misfortune.

I reluctantly nodded my head, walked up to the pregnant woman, stroked her hair that was in disarray in front of her eyebrows, and muttered, "Whether or not you can survive, it all depends on your luck tomorrow."

I can't forget the look in her eyes when she begged me for mercy the night before yesterday. A pitiful girl.

Seventh Uncle also sighed. "Chief Meng, you should go rest!" I'll watch from here. "

All kinds of scanners and instruments were coiled around Bai Xiaomeng's body, maintaining her life. As soon as Meng Nanshan left, a huge face popped out of the door and laughed at her. She didn't need to turn around to know that this Bane of Calamity was here.

I said without turning my head, "Damn fatty, aren't you afraid of death? This place is very dangerous. "

Fatty Lei did not pay attention to me. He walked to the table and placed a bottle of white porcelain jar next to the pregnant woman. I glared at her. "Fuck, who let you take it out?"

Seventh Uncle also frowned. "You haven't resolved Wen Ran's matter?"

How am I supposed to fulfill my promise when my skills haven't recovered yet? I glared fiercely at Fatty Lei.

Fatty Lei smiled at me in embarrassment, "Seeing that you're always so mysterious, there's no need to tell me. I also know what this is. Is it the soul of the bridesmaid that Sun Clan brought back?"

I was still glaring at him angrily. Fat Lei continued to laugh and said, "This little bottle, did it chat with me for a long time?"

"Oh?" Seventh Uncle raised his eyebrows. "You know that there's a soul inside?" How did you talk? "Tell me about it."

Fatty Lei proudly wiped his chest, put his head close to the porcelain vat and said, "Hey, Wen Ran, do you like Huang Quan?"

I saw the white porcelain jar shake twice, and in the darkness I heard two bell-like laughter.

Fat Lei grinned, "See that! Actually, it's not hard to chat with ghosts! " Fatty Lei was beside the jar, "Wen Ran, it's a pity that Gloria has someone she likes. Will you break them apart?"

This time, the jar didn't tremble. In a trance, I heard a sad and regretful voice coming from the pot. I stood up and said, "Are you sick?"

Seeing that I was angry, Fatty Lei hastily waved his hands, "Brother, brother, you have to listen to what I have to say first. I have a reason for doing this, I can't possibly bring a soul to work!"

I sat down in a rage and listened to Fatty Lei's nonsense, "I went to your house in the morning and found out that you had already left. I accidentally discovered this, haha, the ghost baby is very hard to deal with, but Wen Ran is a soul! We've agreed that maybe she can help you. "

"What are you doing?" I snatched the porcelain jar from the table and passed it into my pocket, "The baby is not in the Three Realms. If I let Xiao Ran out, I will only die."

After I finished speaking, the porcelain jar in my pocket trembled violently, expressing my dissatisfaction.

Fatty Lei innocently threw up his hands, "Sorry, I don't know much about the history of a ghost baby, do I?"

With these words, Seventh Uncle seemed to have his own thoughts as he glanced at me from time to time, "Huang Quan, the more confident you are, the more successful you will be. Perhaps, your soul will be able to lure the ghost out."

I strongly object, but towards Seventh Uncle, I still have to endure.

Seventh Uncle continued to explain, "Just based on your own strength alone, how much chance do you have of defeating the Ghost Infant?"

"Not at all!"

Seventh Uncle let out a dry laugh. "Tomorrow, before awakening the Ghost Infant, if my soul can go in first, think about whether or not I can preserve my mother's body."

The Ghost Soul had broken out of her body, so logically speaking, Bai Xiaomeng should not have much hope of surviving. If her soul could enter, restrain the Ghost Soul, and allow the mother to give birth, then she would be able to preserve the mother's life.

"No way!" After thinking about it, I still refused. If the ghost baby didn't come out, Wen Ran would turn the tables on it. The gains wouldn't make up for the losses.

Fatty Lei scratched his head, "Let's think about it!" "You fought with the ghost baby, if you die, Wen Ran will still be unable to revive."

He left the office and went straight home. Now, I need to rest, put away the white porcelain jar, and put on a talisman to prevent Wen Ran from messing around.

He cleaned up the house a bit, it was evening! He didn't even eat. At around 7 o'clock, a knock on the door sounded. It was a gentle knock on the door. It was definitely not something that a moron like Fatty Lei could make.

I opened the door, and Ding Lan's face stiffened a little, her eyes downcast. She held out a cloth bag in front of me.

I took the [Psychic Mantra]. "Lan Xin, don't you have the key?"

Ding Lan Xin was still expressionless. "From today onwards, we have nothing to do with each other. I will also leave Songhai City." After saying that, he handed the key back to me.

Seeing that she was about to turn around and leave, I dashed out the door and walked in front of him. "I've already explained everything clearly. You saw in the cell, I was …"

Before he could finish, he heard the sound of footsteps coming from downstairs. "Peng, peng, peng." Fatty Lei carried two ducks and a bottle of wine, "Once I guess, you didn't eat. Come, come, drink, prepare to eat tomorrow … You... What's going on with all of you?