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Under non-combat Status, the range of using Special Item is actually much broader. For instance, Lin Han directly attached the Old Tailor's Button to his sleeve.
The unfortunate Onmyoji could only stay pitifully in the compressed space at that moment.
A moment later, when Lin Han returned to the hotel, several team members had just begun their meal.
"Hmm? Lin, you're back? We couldn't wait any longer and started eating a bit," Xue Wushuang immediately said upon seeing him return.
"It's fine; we're all familiar with each other." Lin Han naturally didn’t mind such things and picked up his chopsticks to earnestly enjoy the meal.
The food at Zhu Yue Hotel, while considered the best in Di Jing, had a unique flavor tonight.
At this moment, the Dragon Tooth Squad finished their meal in a whirlwind and prepared to head back to Zhu Yue Hotel.
Lin Han was at the front, and it was evident that Qin Luoxi had something to say.
Sure enough, he soon spoke up: "Lin Han, you must be hiding something from us, right?"
"What could I possibly have?" Lin Han replied nonchalantly.
He didn’t want to involve everyone, after all; those who wanted to assassinate him had only one target.
"Let’s just say, Luo Xi, you're being too sensitive. Plus, with Lin's recent mental issues, it's understandable that you're feeling tense," Xue Wushuang immediately chimed in, then subtly shot a glance at Lin Han.
The group moved quickly; due to the competitive nature of their matches, they had no time for leisurely strolls.
That night in Lin Han's room,
Xue Wushuang, with his hefty frame sitting on the bed, glanced curiously at the Onmyoji lying in front of him before turning to Lin Han: "So you’re saying that while we were waiting for our food, you killed another high-level Onmyoji? And left one alive?"
"Yes," Lin Han replied casually about the matter.
"You could have told us! Why are you keeping everything from your buddies?" Xue Wushuang clearly expressed his dissatisfaction.
Qin Luoxi, being the one who spent the most time with Lin Han, could also sense that something was off.
"This isn’t the time for that; we need to find that intermediary and clarify these matters."
Lin Han sat on the other side and casually patted the Onmyoji before speaking in a low voice:
"What should we do next? How do we find a middleman?"
At that moment, the Onmyoji slowly opened his eyes, looking around in confusion before saying, "Tomorrow, tomorrow morning, I'll take you there."
"But Lin Han, I beg you, just let me be. I don't even want to sleep anymore!"
"Don't worry, I won't let you die," Lin Han reassured him while once again pressing the button on his Pocket Watch.
Earlier, when he had left the space, he had completely reversed the Onmyoji's perception of reality and dreams. The poor guy was utterly bewildered now.
"Then it's settled. Tomorrow I'll accompany you and Xue Wushuang," he continued, but before he could finish his sentence, he glanced at the computer nearby and saw some information.
Lin Han's room was equipped with a computer specifically designed to block any signal interception. At that moment, the information displayed was sent by Mu Qingchan.
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