Ninth class citizen

Chapter 65: Objects are neither good nor evil
Medical staff who are close to Dr. Henry, including the patients under his care, are the focus of questioning.

But they knew nothing about his other identity. They only knew that he was particularly sympathetic to these F-level patients, and this time he took the initiative to apply to come and take care of them.

Shen Yao's investigation could not proceed further, and the martial law and searches outside also yielded no findings.

Fortunately, this was the only time that Deep Silver Star failed, and together with the fragments of the replica, it was enough to explain to the higher-ups and even ask for credit.

The screening process at Nanrong was also very smooth. Not only because there were special police officers armed with live ammunition everywhere, but also because of Ava and her daughter.

Ava was originally one of the most critically ill patients in Area F. Many patients and their families knew her and had more or less talked about her experience behind her back.

Some people sighed, some felt regretful, and a very small number of people gloated over the misfortune.

In short, no one could have imagined that she still had a chance to survive and even become a transcendent with a promising future.

Ava's mother came out of her dream with her heart like on a roller coaster, jumping from the bottom of the unfathomable cold pool to the sky of happiness.

She held her daughter in her arms, looked at her again and again, kissed her again and again, her heart filled with joy, like a rising cloud, unable to help but float to a higher place.

"It was that big sister." Aiwa snuggled in her mother's arms, her left hand tightly hooked around her neck, and her right hand pointed at Nan Rong: "She found someone to save me and injected me with a magical potion, and then I got better."

As she spoke, she opened her right hand and a small golden-red flame rose from her palm.

The flame was bright and beautiful, stopping the tears from the mother's eyes and also amazed the patients and their families around her.

This news spread among the patients like wings and soon spread throughout the entire medical hall.

Nan Rong's work received the greatest possible cooperation. Many people also apologized to her with deep fear for what happened in the dream space.

At this moment, they hated those equality fighters who confused right and wrong and almost tricked them into killing the kind-hearted people who came to distribute relief medicine.

Of course, in addition to this, every patient and family member will try to exaggerate the condition to be more serious in order to arouse Nan Rong's sympathy and get a free medicine as soon as possible.

Nan Rong didn't bother with them, but he wouldn't be easily moved by them either.

By the time I had examined all the patients in Area F, it was already dark. By the time I had finished identifying all the critically ill patients in the entire hospital, it was almost midnight.

Hao Guan arranged a car to take her back to the hospital, but was interrupted by Shen Yao who suddenly appeared.

"I'll take her back. I have something else to ask her."

Hao Guan nodded in understanding and left without asking any more questions.

He said, how could Shen Yao be so calm and help others? It turned out that he agreed to it first to let people relax their vigilance so that he could settle the score later.

After tonight, it was uncertain whether he would be able to see this person again. He yawned and turned back to urge his subordinates to submit a new rescue list before tomorrow morning.

In front of high-level star citizens, no matter how active and cautious you are, it is not too much. Because with just a flick of their pinky finger, they can pour out resources and benefits that ordinary people will never get in their lifetime, or even a huge disaster.

Shen Yao was driving the car himself and there was no third person in the car.

"Tell me, what's going on?" he asked calmly. "Boss, do you recognize that octagonal supernatural object?" Nan Rong asked back.

"The seventh-level extraordinary item, the Deep Silver Star." Shen Yao said without reservation: "Its function is to draw people within a certain range into the dream space and conduct deep hypnosis. It was used by the Equality Fighters to create many terrorist attacks."

"So that's it. It's the work of Master Yuwen of the Kungu Empire, the one that was stolen by the unworthy disciple." Nan Rong remembered what the disciple of the master said back then:
"There is no like or dislike for extraordinary items. It just depends on who holds them."

"Although this matter is not a big secret, even I learned about it through special channels. You..." Shen Yao looked at her deeply:
"Forget it. I don't care where you heard this. Just answer my previous question."

"If." Nan Rong blinked his eyes: "If I say that I did it, broke the Deep Silver Star, and crushed the conspiracy of some organization to kill Her Excellency Melissa, what reward can I get?"

"The rewards will definitely be great." Shen Yao's lips curled up slightly: "Money, honor, and revenge from the equal fighters."

"Well, that was just a joke." Nan Rong said seriously, "I am weak and powerless, how could I possibly destroy a seventh-level extraordinary item? It must be that Her Excellency Melissa is kind and kind, and she persuaded them to stop before it was too late."

"That's enough." Shen Yao interrupted her unhappily: "To be honest, do you think that Deep Silver Star will ever appear again to do evil?"

"It's broken into pieces like that, didn't you see it, boss?" Nan Rong asked doubtfully.

"It's just a replica." Seeing that she was puzzled, Shen Yao simply explained how it worked.

"No wonder." Nan Rong muttered to himself.

"What's the wonder?" Shen Yao asked immediately.

"No wonder I didn't see the man on the platform in the hospital. Logically speaking, you guys are surrounding him so tightly, he shouldn't be able to escape."

"Can you see the appearance of the person on the stage clearly?" Shen Yao turned his head suddenly, his eyes burning.

His reaction was so strong that Nan Rong immediately guessed the truth and modified his words.

"Maybe it's because my mental power is relatively strong." She said, "Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I remember that he had silver hair that was longer than his shoulders. Is this considered a characteristic?"

"Long silver-white hair?" Shen Yao nodded: "I roughly know who is coming."

Nan Rong held the word "Florent" in his mouth, but swallowed it back.

"Who is he?" she heard herself ask.

"Fred," Shen Yao said, "is the adopted son of the Father of Equality, and can be considered the successor of the next generation. Did they send him here just to deal with Melissa?"

He shook his head, instinctively feeling that something was wrong. There must be something deeper hidden in this, but he just couldn't figure it out for the time being.

Nan Rong recalled the man who looked exactly like Florent and his undisguised malice towards him, and suddenly felt that Melissa might be the one who was harmed.

But she wouldn't say these words, and even if she did, no one would believe her.

"So let's get back to the point." Shen Yao looked at her changing expression and curled his lips again: "Do you think that extraordinary item can still be used normally?"

(End of this chapter)