They're Back!

This spot won't work. They're about to come out. We need to find somewhere to hide.

Bo Shuo glanced at the map and confirmed that no monsters had spawned in the dispensary next door. He pulled open the door and said succinctly, "Go."

The footsteps outside grew more and more distant. Seizing the chance, Xu Yi quickly flipped through the notebook in her hands, sorting through the information.

Gu Baiyu's face was a little pale. Only when there was no movement outside did he quietly complain in a Breath Sound, "Is this really a proper hospital? What kind of treatment is this?"

He rubbed the Goosebumps on his arms. "They don't treat people like people at all."

"There are already Ghosts, and you're still worrying about whether it's proper or not." Xu Yi replied absentmindedly as she continued reading the notebook in her hands.

She was quick. In just a few minutes, she closed the notebook and handed it to Gu Baiyu.

Bo Shuo's gaze fell on the treatment room they had just left as he calmly analyzed, "There was something Not Right about the wound on that patient's arm. It wasn't caused by electric shocks. The wound had ulcerated and festered; it had been there for a long time. It looked more like marks left by chemical corrosion."

"After the Doctor finished the treatment, he put the treatment record in the cabinet at the front. We need to go back and look for clues." Xu Yi understood what he meant and completed Bo Shuo's thought.

Bo Shuo responded with a sound of acknowledgment and returned to the treatment room without much hesitation.

The unlit treatment room was dim and gloomy, but with 007 beside him, Bo Shuo could at least see everything around him clearly. Without any psychological burden, he walked straight in.

Compared to Bo Shuo, Xu Yi and the others were far more cautious.

They first carefully examined the room's layout, not even overlooking the corners, afraid that some dangerous monster might be lurking inside.

Watching the Youth ahead stroll about as if he were taking a leisurely walk, Xu Yi's Eyes shone brilliantly.

As expected of Mr. Bo.

This confidence born from absolute strength was enough to make anyone convinced just by watching him.

The drawer containing the patients' treatment records was locked. Bo Shuo lowered his eyes to inspect it for a moment, then gripped the lock's handle with his long fingers and drove a slender scalpel directly into the lock.

With a soft click, the lock was broken in just a few seconds.

He took out the treatment record inside and used the corridor light filtering in from outside to read it.

Number: 9871. Name: Zhang Mingjie. Gender: Male.

The document left Gu Baiyu utterly confused. He muttered softly, "It's just an ordinary treatment record. I can't see anything from it."

His voice grew quieter and quieter, but he still forced out a joke. "Hahaha, this guy wouldn't happen to be the 'me' from the exam question, would he?"

That one sentence made Xu Yi turn her head and stare at him, sending a chill down Gu Baiyu's scalp.

Just as he thought he had said something wrong, Xu Yi suddenly praised him.

"Not bad. You've improved. You could even tell that."

Gu Baiyu: "Huh?"

No way?! He had actually guessed right?

"But neither of us is a match for Mr. Bo. Mr. Bo probably noticed it long ago." Xu Yi sighed and motioned for Gu Baiyu to look at the patient's signature at the end of the treatment record.

Then she had Gu Baiyu take out the diary and compare the handwriting.

With that comparison, Gu Baiyu suddenly understood.

The signature on the treatment record was flowing and elegant. It was obvious that the patient had been forced to sign it while not in his right mind.

But upon careful observation of the Minute Details, one could still tell that it was the same handwriting.

"I noticed Mr. Bo's gaze just now. He only glanced over it casually, but his eyes stopped at this signature. He must have noticed it." Xu Yi recalled, "I only quickly remembered the handwriting in the notes because of that."

Gu Baiyu immediately felt terrible. So both of them had noticed, while he had only guessed.

He was like a rookie soldier.

These words drifted into Mr. Bo's ears. Mr. Bo merely fiddled with the lock in his hand, then locked the treatment record back inside the drawer and erased any traces of their search.

He looked calm and composed, but inwardly, he was already full of question marks.

Bo Shuo: ?

What did they mean, he had noticed it long ago? Him?

Misunderstanding! It was truly a misunderstanding!

If Xu Yi had not brought it up, he would not have known a thing about it.

Actually, during the few seconds when Bo Shuo's gaze had paused, he had been breaking up a fight.

Training System 223 had called.

The sounds of two systems arguing came from beside his ears—

223: "Shameless... %#... %￥... Give my stuff back!"

007: "Not giving it back, not giving it back. Bleh, bleh, bleh. I'm gonna piss you off. Your insults bounce back."

It was practically an elementary school argument. The damage was low, but it was incredibly noisy—so noisy that Bo Shuo's head hurt.

Bo Shuo wanted to stand between them and say, Forget it, forget it. Neither of you has it easy.

But the moment he opened his mouth, the two systems ganged up on him. In unison, they asked what it had to do with him, then went back to exposing each other's dirty laundry.

Bo Shuo: "..."

Fine, then.

By this point, Bo Shuo finally understood. It turned out that Training Space was not the only conflict between the two systems. 007 stealing System 233's Training Space had also been an act of revenge.

Now that old grudges and new enmities had erupted together, the fight was naturally intense.

The noise gave Bo Shuo a splitting headache. His expression was far from pleasant, and the aura around him turned cold and heavy.

Xu Yi, who had been observing Bo Shuo's expression, noticed it immediately and began wildly theorizing.

Something must be Not Right. Otherwise, Mr. Bo's expression would not be so grave.