"Boss! I''ve finished reading that note."


    In the Institute, Dr. zombie reported.


    "Well, how do you feel? Can you understand?" Bai Xiaowen asked.


    "Of course! I''m an expert in the field of life science. How can such private research notes embarrass me!" cried Dr. zombie.


    "Hmm?" Bai Xiaowen looked suspicious.


    "But... Boss, I don''t have an experimental specimen in my hand..." Dr. zombie rubbed his hands and said, "it''s said that you have a suture monster with something called voodoo core in your body..."


    "What do you want to do?" Bai Xiaowen was a little wary. "Fat boy is of great use to me. I can''t give it to you for experiment."


    Dr. zombie scratched his head: "boss, you misunderstood. I won''t use too fierce experimental methods to ensure that it won''t endanger the life of that big guy."


    "A less intense experimental technique? For example?"


    "Cough, for example, I can dissect it and take out the voodoo core for research. It is the finished product of voodoo alchemy. If it is confirmed with the content of the research notes, it should give me a lot of inspiration!"


    Bai Xiaowen took a swipe at the corner of his mouth: "this is what you call... A non intense experimental technique? What about the intense one, do you want to slice it?"


    "Er, although it''s an autopsy, boss, you can rest assured that it won''t die and will only temporarily lose its ability to move..." Dr. zombie vowed, "It''s worth the risk. You know, this is a good opportunity to understand the alchemy of voodoo! Moreover, the next step to transform the suture monster is to take out the voodoo core and make corresponding adjustments. I just advance the necessary steps..."


    Bai Xiaowen said, "how sure are you?"


    "100% boss, please believe my professionalism!" Dr. zombie patted his thin chest to guarantee.


    "All right."


    Bai Xiaowen called out voodoo sewing fit fat boy.


    Fat boy hummed twice. Maybe it was integrated into the core relationship of voodoo. In fact, it had some instinctive reactions, but it was far from "intelligence".


    For example, now, fat boy doesn''t realize that the brain bag dwarf standing in front of him with a shiny scalpel will open his belly the next second


    "Well?"


    The scalpel broke the chest, and the dirty blood slowly overflowed. The zombie doctor carefully put his hand into the fat boy''s chest and began to look for the location of the voodoo core.


    Although they are teammates, fat boy is still inevitably subjected to forced damage, and some bleeding damage values begin to appear on his head. Fortunately, his life value is extremely high, and he can carry it for a period of time. Of course, the premise is that there are not many bleeding layers.


    Bai Xiaowen controlled the fat boy and didn''t let him resist or make other changes.


    After a while, Dr. zombie withdrew his hand a little embarrassed: "the voodoo core... Is not here..."


    Bai Xiaowen: "


    Dr. zombie put the embarrassed fake smile on his chest and stitched it to Kwai''s chest. He finally wrapped it with gauze. It was hard for him to stop bleeding. But after a while, the life of the fat boy had lost 1/3.


    "Boss, I''m wrong. The core of voodoo is not the heart, but the brain of the suture monster! So it must be in the skull cavity. There will be no mistake this time!" Dr. zombie vowed.


    "... then go on."


    Dr. zombie was surprised by Bai Xiaowen''s cheerful attitude. However, he did not hesitate to signal Bai Xiaowen to command the fat boy to lie on the experimental table, and the sharp scalpel began to gently scrape the sparse hairs on the fat boy''s head.


    The reason why Bai Xiaowen is so happy is also very simple. Now the notes have been read by Dr. zombie and destroyed himself. Dr. zombie is the only hope of fat boy''s "evolution". I don''t believe who he can trust? Even if fat boy is tossed to death, it doesn''t matter if he can be resurrected in 12 hours.


    Bai Xiaowen played with the seal and said with a smile, "well, I should collect the seal. Such realistic seals are rare... You see, if you inject spirit, there is also the magic reflection of the iron spine family emblem. Now fake goods are becoming more and more real."


    Baron stantin said with a bitter smile, "this seal is indeed a keepsake of the iron spine family. This time, in addition to clarifying the facts, I also want to take back this seal and ask Viscount Dior to return it to its original owner."


    "Do you want to say now that the wandering swordsman stole the seal and pretended to be you to assassinate me?"


    Baron stantin nodded cautiously, "I''m sorry, that should be the case."


    Bai Xiaowen secretly scolded the noble for being thicker skinned than the city wall. He sneered and said, "so Mr. Harold, who is being taken into custody, is also a fake? He is not the housekeeper of the iron spine family?"


    "He... Is true." Baron stantin said. There''s no way. He can''t give up Harold. The other party knows too many secrets of the iron spine family. Once it is plotted and used, it will have unimaginable consequences against the iron spine family.


    "That''s interesting," Bai Xiaowen''s smile became colder and colder. "Even if the wandering swordsman stole the seal, he could also ask Harold, the housekeeper of the family, to perjure. Harold''s signature was also on the life and death duel contract with me! Do you want to see it?"


    "Well, don''t look," Baron stantin was a little embarrassed. "Harold should have been... Coerced."


    "Very good," Bai Xiaowen stood up, "see off."


    The Knights standing outside, Tim, mark and Phil, all three filed in.


    "Wait! What does Viscount Dior mean?" Baron stantin was a little stunned. Shouldn''t we play Taiji with each other, have a good talk and discuss compensation measures on the premise that both sides can accept it?


    What''s the matter with lifting the table directly?


    Bai Xiaowen said lightly: "the iron spine family has no sincerity in negotiation - the premise of any negotiation is to face the facts!"


    Baron stantin''s face changed. He stood up to face Bai Xiaowen and whispered, "with all due respect, sir, even if you force me to admit the facts, what''s good for you? You won''t get support if you report to the Empire. Do you want to go to war with BlackRock? It''s not in the interests of Whitestone..."


    Bai Xiaowen shook his head and said, "I''m a pacifist, and war is always the last option. However, don''t you think this plot is very dramatic? I''ll write a script and let it appear on the stages of the major theaters of the Empire to help the iron spine family publicize it."


    "In addition, since this seal is genuine, I have to make good use of it. Think about how to use it yourself." Bai Xiaowen knocked on the silver thorn seal and said with a smile.