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Before Lin Bai could say a word, the other party decisively hung up the phone.
Seeing Lin Bai's expression darken, Li Na immediately showed a look of concern. She cautiously asked, "What happened?"
Lin Bai forced a smile and slowly replied, "It's nothing serious. Could you please get me some paper and a pen? I need to write something urgently."
Li Na was taken aback and hurriedly urged, "Professor Lin, your current health condition is really not optimistic. You shouldn't try anything too exhausting."
Lin Bai interrupted without hesitation, "I know my own physical condition very well. If I don't make the most of this moment while I still have breath left, I won't have the chance later. Once it's all gone, it will truly be too late!"
Li Na opened her mouth as if to say something but ultimately held back her words. Her eyes reddened with tears as she nodded and said, "Alright, I'll go get it right away."
Li Na quickly brought back the paper and pen. She thoughtfully drew the curtains open, allowing more light to fill the room. Then she prepared a cup of warm water at the right temperature for him. After that, she quietly exited the room to create a calm and comfortable environment for him.
Lin Bai's request for paper and pen wasn't to write a novel; he intended to carefully jot down information related to the Seven Star Lantern. He needed to calm his mind and seriously consider how to proceed from here on out. After all, while he was a professor in the Department of History, he was also a critically ill patient with only a limited time left.
Even if the hospital could show mercy and agree to let him leave, given his current condition, he would still be unable to apply for the exploration and excavation work in the ancient ruins. Therefore, this truly required careful planning and thoughtful consideration.
As for the malicious and threatening phone call he had just received, it did not disrupt his original plans in the slightest. In fact, he had long anticipated such hidden threats lurking in the shadows. After all, the potential hostile forces surrounding the Dragon Kingdom were as numerous as the stars in the sky—countless.
Having successfully awakened two Heroic Spirits for the Dragon Kingdom, such a remarkable achievement would undoubtedly make him a thorn in the side of those opposing forces, drawing their intense scrutiny.
Throughout the long morning, he remained focused and deeply engrossed in devising a detailed plan for excavating the Seven Star Lantern. What he was unaware of was that his status was no longer that of a mere genius known only within a small circle. Since successfully awakening two Heroic Spirits for the Dragon Kingdom, his importance had skyrocketed to an unimaginable level.
However, to minimize disruptions to his daily life and prevent any impact on his mental state, the relevant authorities had not made this apparent to him. Even Nurse Lina, who was responsible for taking care of him every day, remained completely oblivious to everything happening around him. In reality...
His significance in the field of historical research regarding the Dragon Kingdom was continuously rising. At the same time, this also meant that his importance in the realm of national defense for the Dragon Kingdom was increasingly strengthening. Therefore, when news broke in the morning about changes in his health, it caused a flurry of anxiety among many experts. They rushed over to conduct a thorough and detailed examination of him.
At this point, Li Na could no longer hold back and detailed everything to the Healer. Lin Bai had received an annoying harassing phone call, which led to a decline in his mood. This information was transmitted through a special and discreet channel at an astonishing speed to a little-known Special Department.
Just ten minutes later, this department, having obtained the relevant authorization, wasted no time in retrieving the detailed call records. With lightning speed, they quickly pinpointed the exact location from which the call was made. Thirty minutes later, the caller was brought into the police station by relevant personnel.
Waiting to take over was a Mysterious Soldier dressed entirely in black, with no obvious insignia on their uniform. The caller turned out to be a good-for-nothing delinquent who had never encountered such a serious situation before. When he was ruthlessly shoved into the dark van, he was already trembling with fear, tears streaming down his face and snot running from his nose.
In a flood of confessions, he spilled all the misdeeds he had committed, including harassing young female university students, dining and dashing at restaurants, bullying an elderly woman for her watermelon, and threatening high school students for money. All of these actions were devoid of any moral boundaries and were utterly disgusting.
As the black van drove along increasingly remote routes, deliberately choosing deserted roads leading into secluded valleys on the outskirts, tension filled the air.
The little thug's face was as pale as a blank sheet of paper. His body trembled violently, rendering him unable to utter a single word. The van sped along, quickly reaching the hidden entrance of the Special Bureau, which was well-concealed and discreet.
Two tall soldiers firmly held him down as they hurried into the dimly lit basement. Without any mercy, they tossed him into an oppressive interrogation room. Across from him sat three individuals, their expressions devoid of emotion, their gazes cold and indifferent.
"Officer, what exactly have I done?" The thug struggled to straighten his back, trying to muster the courage to ask.
The interrogation was led by an experienced member of the Special Bureau. Observing the thug's feigned calmness that barely concealed his fear, they already had a clear understanding in their minds. This person likely had no valuable information to offer.
However, maintaining a stern demeanor, one of them said sharply, "Don't you know what you've done?"
The thug felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow to the chest. Instantly, he was overwhelmed by the sensation that all his unspeakable filth was laid bare before them. His psychological defenses crumbled like a dam bursting under pressure.
Thus, he began to spill everything like beans from a bamboo tube, recounting all the shameful deeds he had committed in the past. He even recounted how he had secretly watched his female teacher go to the bathroom during middle school, leaving nothing concealed.
The interrogators could hardly bear it any longer; their patience wore thin. With a loud bang on the table, one of them shouted furiously, "Enough! An hour ago, you made a threatening call to someone named Lin Bai. Now tell me about it!"
The thug was taken aback by this revelation, his face filled with disbelief as he blurted out, "Is that it?"
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