After forming a covenant with the interstellar bosses

On the other side, the director of the research institute called Bai Sheng over. She didn't know much about Song Yu before, but she took the opportunity to check her information on the Internet during the inspection. Just a casual search showed that all she found were scenes of her fighting and scenes of her killing Jiang Honglian.

Especially when she fought against the SS-level monster, you could clearly see bloodstains on her body. How could someone who was used to seeing blood be afraid of a simple inspection?

"Sergeant, the ventilation in the laboratory is very good, and it's not oppressive at all. Miss Song is like this, I suspect..."

"What do you suspect?"

"I suspect there's something inside her that's hard to explain. It doesn't want to be discovered, so it's using this method to keep her away from inspection." The dean said, "Miss Song is S-rank, and she's been suppressing it for so long. But this is also good news, as it means it can't withstand our inspection."

Bai Sheng's expression also changed, and he winked at Han Zhuo.

Han Zhuo nodded and said to Song Yu, "Master, let's go in."

Song Yu's expression turned even worse. She slapped Han Zhuo in the face with her backhand, "When did it become your turn to be my master? I said I want to leave, and I want to leave now."

Han Zhuo stopped Song Yu, forced her to sit down, and half-knelt in front of her. "Master, think about the purpose of our visit. It will be done soon."

Song Yu slapped Han Zhuo in the face again. Han Zhuo did not dodge, but he firmly refused to let her leave.

Han Zhuo accompanied Song Yu in checking the last two items. His level was higher than Song Yu's, and he could suppress Song Yu with his real body's power, so Song Yu could not resist.

After the examination, Han Zhuo brought Song Yu out. She still had a gloomy face and had not shown much improvement.

Half an hour later, the director of the institute came over with a stack of inspection reports.

"Hmm..." The director of the institute said a little embarrassedly, "Except for a few tests that require a long time, all the results are in. The results show that Miss Song is normal."

"..." Bai Sheng looked at the slap mark on Han Zhuo's face and felt that he had offended him again.

Therefore, Song Yu simply dislikes this environment, and is not being manipulated by anyone.

"Thank you." Han Zhuo thanked him and then took Song Yu back to Bai Ze Palace.

On the way, Han Zhuo brought Song Yu a small blanket and covered her with it, but Song Yu's mood still seemed unstable.

Han Zhuo felt very guilty. If he had not been manipulated by someone, then he would have forced Song Yu to undergo an examination the first time they came out alone together, and his strong request for a pause had been ignored.

This is not just dereliction of duty, it is suspected of interfering with the freedom of the appeaser, even if it is only for a short time, which is not allowed.

"Sorry, Patriarch." Han Zhuo tried to say something.

Song Yu just turned his head and motioned him to be quiet.

As expected, Song Yu remained silent throughout the entire journey. As soon as she arrived at Bai Ze Palace, she ordered, "Lock Han Zhuo in the underground cell. Do not let him out without my permission."

Feng Han didn't understand what was going on, but seeing that Han Zhuo just followed him with his head down, he didn't ask any more questions.

"Master, what's wrong?" Tang Zhishu was also waiting for them at the door.

"Humph."

Song Yu's attitude towards Tang Zhishu was also very bad. She turned around and went back to her room and locked the door. All she could see was the scene of herself being forcibly taken into the examination room, and every time she thought about it, she felt uncomfortable all over.

She banged her head against the wall and pinched her arms hard. Two hours later, she suddenly felt extremely nauseous. Song Yu lay on the toilet and vomited violently. After she vomited out the last drop of gastric juice and lay on the bathroom floor with her head tilted back, she felt a little relieved.

She washed herself clean and went out with a pale face.

Tang Zhishu, Sha Lang and Jiang Yan were waiting outside the door.

"It's okay. I don't know why that lab made me so uncomfortable, but I'm fine now." Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, all the tests came back normal. This means that at least within the scope of human detection, I'll be fine."

If it is beyond the range of human exploration... then we can only say that everyone has their own destiny, and time travelers also have bad luck sometimes.

Jiang Yan picked up Song Yu and said, "I'll carry you to dinner."

Song Yu nodded. She didn't know how bad she looked.

"Let Han Zhuo out. I was in a bad mood just now. It's not his fault."

Song Yu felt a little embarrassed when she thought about it. Han Zhuo was different from Tang Zhishu and the others. Their way of getting along was purely that of comforter and matchmaker. There was no love between men and women. She comforted Han Zhuo, and Han Zhuo also took good care of her.

Both of them were quite satisfied with this way of getting along. He also got along well with other matches in the family. Song Yu regarded this as another form of partnership different from that of the Ouyang brothers. She didn't want to break this situation, and Han Zhuo didn't seem to want to either.

In this case, it would be inappropriate for me to act like the head of the family, hit someone and lock him up.

Tang Zhishu was adding fish meat with bones picked out to her bowl when Han Zhuo was brought back.

"Master, I'm sorry. I ignored your feelings before." Han Zhuo bowed and apologized. "I am willing to accept your punishment."

"It's not your fault. I wasn't in a good state at that time. I'm sorry, Han Zhuo." Song Yu shook Han Zhuo's hand for the first time. "Um, your face, is it okay?"

There are still slap marks on Han Zhuo's face. Song Yu was not conscious at that time and did not hold back at all.

"It's nothing." Han Zhuo just smiled calmly, "That little mermaid said he was waiting for you."

Song Yu, "..."

Well, she and Wu Ling have been in contact for a long time, and it is completely public in this family.

The incident seemed to have passed. Subsequent tests also showed that Song Yu was fine.

Song Yu thought about it for a whole day and finally went to the underground prison cell to meet Wu Lingjiu.

"Sister?" Wu Lingjiu was surprised.

"Yeah." Song Yu didn't seem happy. "Why are you still here?"

"I just want to be around you."

"Wu Lingjiu, I'll give you one last chance. Leave me and never show up again. Return to your tribe. We are two camps that are incompatible with each other."

Wu Lingjiu's joy was instantly shattered. In a flash, he was outside the iron gate of the prison and stood in front of Song Yu.

Wu Lingjiu took Song Yu's hand and placed a fish scale in hers. It was a pink mermaid scale. It didn't belong to Wu Lingjiu, but it was just as sharp. He put the scale in Song Yu's hand and asked her to hold it. Then he exposed his forearm and gently scraped it along Song Yu's hand holding the scale.

A shocking cut appeared, and bright red blood flowed out along the white arm.

Wu Lingjiu looked like a child seeking credit. He looked at Song Yu with burning eyes, "Sister, are you happier?"

Song Yu immediately withdrew her hand and closed her eyes, not wanting to see Wu Lingjiu's wound.

"Wu Lingjiu, I will not take pleasure in your pain, even if, even if we are in two different camps."

"Then, what makes you happy?"

Song Yu didn't know how to answer, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

"If you, you have enough to eat, wear warm clothes, and take good care of yourself, I will be happy."

This sentence is actually false. She never knew what attitude to take towards Wu Lingjiu.

"Really?" Wu Lingjiu didn't believe it.

"Well," Song Yu knew he couldn't delay any longer. "Last time you said that, I went for a full-body check-up, and it turns out your father didn't put anything in my body. He can't remotely control my life or death, so..."

"Really?" Wu Lingjiu's eyes were full of surprise, as if the wound on his arm was not worth paying attention to at all.

He is obviously afraid of pain.

Song Yu nodded.

"Then I won't work for him anymore, I'll work for my sister." He didn't hesitate at all.