When Mu Fei's fingers were about to touch the layer of black mist, he stopped.
I don't know why, but a strong fear rose from the bottom of his heart, and he suddenly became afraid.
At this moment, he was afraid of knowing the truth.
The truth he had been wanting to know for so long was actually something he had been avoiding in his heart.
Therefore, he accepted the treatment of being placed under house arrest without any resistance.
Because after being placed under house arrest, he could escape without any psychological burden.
Avoid the truth you fear.
In fact, Mu Fei had always wondered in his heart why the murderer was able to sneak into the ward quietly, attack Anduin, let him go as a defenseless patient, and then leave without attracting any attention.
He never understood what the other party's motive was.
These doubts have never been resolved.
Now, the truth of reality is right in front of him and in his mind.
As long as he is willing to unravel the black curtain that shrouds his memory, all doubts can be reasonably explained.
But now he is afraid.
Because he knows that this truth is probably something he is unwilling to accept. what to do Mu Fei slowly closed his eyes.
In the corner of the ward, a dark red shadow appeared and disappeared.
Can't stop walking.
Must move forward.
If he stops here, everything he has will be in vain.
Even if this truth is difficult for him to face, he must face it, otherwise he will not be able to move on.
Mu Fei clenched his fists hard, his nails digging into his palms causing bursts of pain, irritating his nerves.
Open your eyes again.
Corners of memory overlap with corners of reality.
Dark red shadows appear and disappear.
The thick black fog became even denser.
He stretched out his arm and waved away the black mist in front of him without hesitation.
The thick fog dissipated, and the scarlet shadow gradually emerged.
It still appeared and disappeared, but its outline gradually became clearer.
A pale face stained with blood appeared among the red shadows. that is Anduin Khorin.
Darkness came without warning and quickly overwhelmed Mu Fei's sight.
He fell to the ground again and passed out.
In the corridor of the guild headquarters, there was a sound of footsteps.
It can be heard from this clear and crisp voice.
The opponent wore heavy leather boots and walked steadily and evenly, much like a soldier who had received formal training.
And this kind of footsteps is actually very common throughout the headquarters.
Not to mention anything else, the investigators unique to the headquarters will receive rigorous military training like the regular army before taking office.
In fact, the work of an investigator requires learning a lot of relevant professional knowledge.
It can be said that military training is not completely necessary.
However, in fact, the military training that investigators at the guild headquarters receive is longer than the special training on professional knowledge.
The same is more stringent.
Just because the current president Vincent Wilson holds a view that high-intensity military training can not only train people's physical fitness.
It can also train people's spiritual will.
These are what a qualified investigator must possess.
As the footsteps gradually approached, the two guards who had been standing at their posts in front of the special ward straightened up.
Make yourself stand more upright.
Soon, the person walked up to them and stood still.
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This is a middle-aged man about fifty years old, with a Chinese character face and unibrow, a big nose, and thin lips.
He has a majestic appearance and is not angry or intimidating.
"Master Chairman" the two guards saluted at the same time.
"Well, thank you for your hard work."
This middle-aged man is Vincent Wilson, the acting president of the Demon Hunter Guild headquarters and one of the nine elders.
After saying hello, Vincent pointed inside and asked: "How can he speak?"
"The doctor said he still needs to rest."
Guard A replied.
"Relax," Vincent said with gentle eyes, "Then I will just ask a few questions quietly.
I guess I won't violate the doctor's instructions, hahahaha."
After speaking, he laughed, and the laughter was very bold and hearty, which made him laugh.
When people hear it, they will have a warm feeling and then put down their guard.
"Yes, President."
Guard A replied respectfully.
Even if it wasn't, they wouldn't dare say no to their top leader.
"Haha."
After receiving this answer, President Vincent nodded with satisfaction, and was about to push the door open, but suddenly remembered something and stopped, turning his head as if inadvertently and asking, "Is there anyone else in the meantime?"
Come here?"
"Yes."
The guard answered frankly.
"Who is there?"
Vincent asked with a smile upon hearing this, and his tone was very kind, making people think that he was just asking an irrelevant question casually.
However, the guards did not dare to be casual.
They knew the temper of their president, so they responded respectfully and seriously: "General Xingyu has been here several times, and we stopped him when he wanted to go in for a visit."
"Brother Xiong has always been enthusiastic.
It's normal for him to want to come and visit his companions when they know they are injured."
Vincent said with a smile upon hearing this.
"In addition, Minister Lan also came here once.
He knew that the patient needed to rest and left without saying anything."
The guard added.
"Lan Muyun" Vincent raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Hahaha, I didn't expect that he would also start to care about his companions.
Not bad, not bad."
The tone of his words was very calm, making it difficult to distinguish the truth from the false. .
"Is there anyone else?"
Vincent asked again when the guard stopped adding.
"No more."
The guard shook his head.
"Well, very good.
You're doing a good job.
Please keep working hard."
Vincent praised them, then said no more, turned around and opened the door of the ward.
What the two guards didn't notice was that the moment he turned around, the smile on his face disappeared, and his eyes revealed an icy cold light.
Pushing open the door of the ward, Vincent walked in.
The furnishings of the ward are very complete, with a soft big bed surrounded by some strange medical equipment.
There is a three-person sofa against the wall, which looks very luxurious and comfortable.
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It occupies one wall of wardrobe, TV, and independent bathroom.
Instead of the smell of disinfectant, the air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, which makes people feel relaxed and happy after smelling it.
This arrangement makes the room look nothing like a hospital room, but more like a luxury suite in a five-star hotel.
The soft bed was covered with clean sheets with a light fragrance, and Anduin Colin was lying on it, his eyes closed and his face pale.
"Are you awake?"
Vincent walked to the bedside, with a kind smile on his face again, and asked in a gentle voice.
"Yes," the weak voice showed the patient's current weakness.
Anduin slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes when he looked at the other party were still clear and firm, showing no signs of weakness at all, "Mr.
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