In the early hours of the next morning, Shen Bing opened his eyes groggily, woken by a phone call.
"Doudou, answer it." Shen Bing couldn't be bothered to reach for his phone.
"Boss, things aren't looking good." Thorne's voice came through the phone.
Shen Bing hurriedly asked, "What happened? Are Mom and Dad all right?"
"They're both fine," Thorne said immediately. "But we still don't know what's causing the mysterious disease in this town. Even Lu Jiu can't figure it out."
Shen Bing's brow furrowed at once. What was Lu Jiu? A Demon Puppet Artisan. Under his perception, even a single extra heavy metal molecule in someone's body would be perfectly visible.
Yet now he couldn't determine the cause of this mysterious disease. That was a real headache.
"Lu Jiu hasn't found any clues at all?" Shen Bing asked again.
"That's not quite the case," Thorne said. "At least we've established that these people died because their cells underwent mutations. We just haven't found what caused those mutations."
Shen Bing hesitated briefly, then said, "I'll send Master Qiao over right away."
"With Master Qiao on the case, that would be wonderful." Thorne was overjoyed.
Shen Bing hung up and had Qiuqiu notify Master Qiao.
Then he fell silent for several minutes before sighing.
"What a damn troubled time!"
At ten that morning, the Huaxia Authorities held a press conference.
At the press conference, the spokesperson solemnly announced something.
"...The object that crashed in Mong Province was an Alien Warship...shot down by the Huaxia Military using a Charged Particle Cannon...The truth was not disclosed earlier because we did not wish to cause worldwide panic. However, an extensive search of this Alien Warship by the Huaxia Military has yielded crucial intelligence. On the Far Side of the Moon, this invading alien