One of the machines emitted a "beep beep beep" sound, and then, a blue screen suddenly popped out, floating in midair.
It displayed a line of text, along with an image.
The main character in the picture was Qiu Man.
[Life signature of Subject No. 9802 has completely vanished, deceased.]
The staff responsible for monitoring these machines had a change in expression and immediately picked up the phone to notify their superiors.
Soon after, a young man hurried over.
He looked at the picture of Qiu Man, his face instantly darkening, "She’s actually dead?"
Just an hour ago, Qiu Man had called him, asking for back-up.
He had just submitted the application for a pass.
How could Qiu Man be gone in the blink of an eye?
The young man spoke coldly, "Pull up her death footage, I want to see who killed her."
The staff wiped sweat from their brow, "Sir, the chip has been destroyed, and the death footage wasn’t transmitted back in time."
Besides monitoring vital signs, this chip also had recording capabilities.
Hearing this, the young man’s expression changed, "Besides us, who else would know there’s a chip inside her?"
When they made contact with Qiu Man, they had implanted the chip into her body using a special method.
Even Qiu Man herself was unaware that all her activities were being monitored by the chip.
And a chip so small, who amongst ordinary people would notice it?
The staff didn’t dare to speak.
"The Ancient medical field and the Ancient Martial World are indeed no trivial matter," the young man murmured, "no wonder the master has always wanted to control these two areas. If those ancient martial artists were to follow our orders, our strength would be even greater."
They had also been researching how ancient martial arts and ancient medicine came to be, but there had never been a conclusive answer.
Because ancient martial arts were truly miraculous.
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