Special Forces Medic

The ambulance took Tong Tong away from the school, dispersing the crowd, but for Xiao Lin and the doctor at the school hospital, the high-altitude rescue just now became a topic. Lian held his hand, asking with her eyes.

"Wait for me here!"

After saying this, Xiao Lin darted out. He moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he was already at the upper-left side of the position where they had just been, behind a bush.

Xiao Lin looked around, hearing only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the treetops but seeing no one. He turned around, walked back and forth in the bushes a few steps, and stopped under a tree.

From Xiao Lin's height looking out from under the tree, the position where he stood just now could be clearly seen, but anyone standing here wouldn't be as tall as he is. He lowered his head; the soft soil showed signs of being turned over, and the footprints were covered by a new layer of soil. This person was an expert in counter-reconnaissance.

Walking a circle around the tree, if he wanted not to be discovered, what would he have done?

For winter temperatures like this, the trees had turned into bare branches. Though the thicket here was dense, without the green leaves for cover, shadows could still be seen through the gaps. A snow had just fallen, leaving a white layer over a large area—how did he leave? There were no other footprints apart from the turned soil under the tree, only his own, which puzzled him somewhat. After taking a few photos of the characteristic points on the scene with his phone, Xiao Lin walked out of the bushes.

"Did you find anything?" The cold wind tousled Lian's hair, turning her little face red with cold.

"Let's go to the hospital building first; I've arranged it for you."

Xiao Lin didn't answer Lian's question. On the surface, Yanjing seemed calm and peaceful, with no particular signs, but the more peaceful it seemed, the more turbulent the undercurrents behind it would be.

"Is it someone from the Dragon Soul?" Lian persistently asked.

"They don't have the guts to spy on me!" Xiao Lin said coldly, though that was also a fact.

At this moment, everyone at the top of the Dragon Soul should already know that he took the Military Advisor away. Lao Long was hesitant to give an order probably due to a bit of pity for the Military Advisor. Since Xiao Lin was willing to face such a difficult situation for him, Lao Long was happy to take it easy.

"Haha! If Dragon Soul's tracking technology is this bad, then they might as well cancel this department."

"I don't want any checkups." At the foot of the hospital building, Lian suddenly didn't want to take another step in. Her restlessness was apparent to Xiao Lin.

"Is there a problem?" Xiao Lin tilted his head to look at her, the teasing in his eyes gradually spreading across his face: "Unless you can give me a very good reason, otherwise, you must go in with me."

"I have no problem." Lian turned her head away; she didn't dare look at Xiao Lin, afraid that even the slightest mistake would cause her to falter.

"Really no problem? Several acupoints are blocked," Xiao Lin stated the facts he had noticed quite blandly: "Trying to fool others is no problem, but you should know you can't fool me."

Lian lowered her head: "No need to go in. I know what's up!" Xiao Lin looked at Lian with interest, waiting for her next words: "Let's go for a walk outside!"

Around the school, there were many small shops, not luxurious but quite peaceful, and the food was decent. Xiao Lin took Lian to a bubble tea shop. He chose this place because there was a corridor between its dining area and the main bar, offering relatively strong privacy. Additionally, it wasn't frequented by many, with most opt for takeout. Xiao Lin just ordered an Americano, while he ordered a bubble tea for Lian.

"I haven't lost my memory, but I can't really say that!" Lian took a sip of the steaming hot bubble tea; it tasted quite rich: "In the West, there is something similar to China's Enchantment Technique called Black Magic. When entering the valley base, that Fourth Lord already knew my identity, hence wanting to make a swap—you're the person they were looking for."

Lian's voice trembled, Xiao Lin stirred his coffee, his head lowered.

"I told them you had already left the Dragon Soul, and no one knew where you were. Of course, they didn't believe what I said, but they didn't harm me, only locking me up with those women. I originally thought this matter would pass, waiting for them to relax to find a way to escape."

"There is a one-month time gap in the middle where I don't understand. You infiltrate the valley base and got recognized, so hypothetically, from the moment you entered the Middle East, you should have been discovered. Whether it was that human trafficker or others, all the intelligence you sent back to the Dragon Soul stopped a month before you disappeared. I had read your reports—each was smooth and clear, which didn't raise much suspicion. But precisely because of how complete and explicit these files were, I couldn't help but suspect their intentions."

"Are you saying these files were deliberately leaked by the opposition?"

Lian widened her eyes, not wanting to believe it, knowing that this data was brought back bit by bit through risks—how could it be a trap set up by the enemies?

"Such a hypothesis isn't impossible. The Fourth Lord didn't take any action against you initially. Night Eagle went into the Middle East after you lost contact, and I was at Miao Family Village at the time. At the same time, I received HTC4 variant virus data analysis—was this a coincidence?"

Xiao Lin questioned Lian, without having an answer himself.

"One more point, you disappeared two months later while I didn't learn of Night Eagle's disappearance until I returned home and met Lang Yan, and then asked the gentleman about you. From this, it seems Lao Long hadn't done anything during this period—it all went smoothly. However, the one thing I can't figure out is his attitude after I rescued you, which makes me think about the role he played in this matter."

The coffee is cold by now, its bitterness mingled with a bit of sourness; Xiao Lin drank a sip, locking his eyebrows tightly: "As one of the Dragon Soul bosses, his decision-making in this matter has flaws, which doesn't fit the mentor's style."

"The last secret directive I gave the Dragon Soul was sent from the valley base, and the executor was Night Eagle."

Hearing this, Xiao Lin couldn't help but sneer; Lian shrank her neck, feeling a chill in the warm air; subconsciously, she said: "The content of the directive is..."

"Don't need to tell me that. Why did you harm Night Eagle?"

"I didn't intend to harm him." Lian got a little agitated; her voice growing sharp, seemingly a kind of restlessness would arise whenever the topic of memory was discussed.

"Before you lost your memory, what did he do to you?"

"I..." Lian looked at Xiao Lin. Under those seemingly all-seeing eyes, there was no trace of compromise. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation.)