Chapter 48: Su Weiyu's Little Schemes-Especialista em Confinamento de Anomalias(O Bardo Sagrado da Loucura)

The scene gradually twisted, then cleared up again, and a noisy clamor inexplicably echoed all around.

"He's back! Someone's back here too!"

"Is he still alive? Contain him!"

"No! Wait, this person! This person is a Division 3 investigator, he's still alive!"

"What? That kid is still alive? Quick, bring him over!"

The scene before Xia Shou gradually became clear and real, as if waking up from a dream.

Then he saw many people in white hazmat suits in front of him.

Among them, one person was extremely short, standing only as high as his knees, like a circus dwarf, and even his hazmat suit was a specially made miniature version.

Even without seeing the other person's face, Xia Shou knew he was Dr. Modis.

"What incredible luck to actually make it out of a closed domain. Quickly, tell me, what was this closed domain like? What did you encounter inside?" Dr. Modis pursued him with excited questions.

"Doctor, another day, please? Can you not exploit my team member like this?"

Following the voice, Xia Shou looked over and saw Shangguan Yan, wearing a long black windbreaker, biting on a lollipop as she leaned against the doorway, staring at her phone and speaking absentmindedly.

She raised her head to look at Xia Shou, revealing a meaningful smile: "Let's go. You must be very tired now, right? Take my car back, go get a good night's sleep immediately—your daily routine work for yesterday hasn't even been finished yet."

Xia Shou frowned, suddenly feeling a profound sense of empathy for the thoughts of the notebook's previous owner.

This Shangguan Yan was truly terrible to the core!

"Weiyu, aren't you going back to rest too?" Xia Shou tilted his head and asked.

"Yeah! I'm exhausted. You just go back on your own, I'll take a different car," Su Weiyu said.

Xia Shou nodded and followed Shangguan Yan outside.

It was only when they reached the hospital entrance that Xia Shou suddenly remembered he had forgotten to ask where Su Weiyu lived.

However, this was just a minor matter; they already had each other's contact information anyway and could reach out at any time.

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Xia Shou let his mind go blank, sitting in the back seat and watching the scenery outside the car window flash backwards continuously.

In the driver's seat, Shangguan Yan was casually recounting what had happened at the hospital.

It was said that there were more than fifty survivors in the hospital, which could be considered a miracle in an incident of this scale.

However, because of the heavy casualties, after modifying the memories of those fifty people, the Containment Bureau was going to blow up the hospital building immediately and ask the relevant departments to hold a press conference, pinning the whole thing on some extremist terrorists.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Your kind of high-intensity work is an exception even within the Containment Bureau; you were just unlucky. Go back, get a good rest, and then hurry to the office for some overtime," Shangguan Yan said flatly.

Xia Shou's expression immediately collapsed: "Boss, are you serious? I'm in this state and I still have to do overtime?"

"This is for your own good. Taking a vacation is just a distraction; only overtime can cure your negative emotions. Overtime can make you realize that the Containment Bureau's daily routine work is actually quite safe, and not all jobs are life-threatening ones like the Blood Demon House and closed domains."

"……That's simply an excuse to make me work overtime."

"Anyway, be at the department promptly at seven tonight. A senior colleague just came back from a business trip, you two should meet. You'll have a lot of work that requires cooperation in the future, so get familiar with each other early."

With that, she took a lollipop out of her pocket and handed it back to Xia Shou from the front seat: "Replenish some sugar?"

"No, I don't want it," Xia Shou refused.

"Refusing a superior's goodwill shows a low emotional intelligence. Fortunately, you're in my department... Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you over such a trivial matter," Shangguan Yan smiled.

Xia Shou's face darkened. He silently took the lollipop, tore open the wrapper, and shoved it into his mouth. The wrapper of this lollipop was unexpectedly easy to tear.

Returning to the Containment Bureau, Shangguan Yan handed him a gym key card and then went back to her department on her own, while Xia Shou dragged his exhausted body and mind back to his single dormitory.

The moment he pushed open the door, he found that Su Weiyu was already inside the room.

Furthermore, he noticed that the previously empty second bed in the twin dormitory had already been made up with bedsheets—and they were pink bedsheets commonly used by girls.

"Weren't you going back to rest? How did you end up here?" Xia Shou asked with a frown. "And did a new roommate move in while I was away?"

"Oh! This is my bed," Su Weiyu patted the sheets as a matter of course. "When I came to look for you at noon today, I came to the dormitory first. You weren't here, so I made the bed myself and got everything ready."

Xia Shou was completely dumbfounded: "You're going to live here?"

Su Weiyu froze. Seeing the look of utter shock on Xia Shou's face, she realized the situation might be a bit ominous.

Actually, she had originally thought Xia Shou would be overjoyed.

Just last night, she had specifically searched on the globally renowned Q&A forum [Bihu] for a question she wanted to read: "What would you think if a young and beautiful girl forced herself to cohabitate with you?"

The answers below were:

Anonymous netizen: It depends on the situation. If the motive is what I think it is, then I'd find a roof high enough to jump off, because I must be dreaming.

My dick is huge so I speak first: I don't smoke or drink, I spend all my spare time playing video games, and my monthly income is twenty thousand. If she has that kind of feeling for me, I'll take ten thousand out of the twenty thousand for daily expenses, and use the other ten thousand to buy umbrellas and Indian arousal oil.

New Poor Ghost Dao: Three days... Three days is the limit of my disguise as a righteous gentleman.

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