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Chapter 41 - Chapter 41: Are These Words Really Not Random?

Wen Ying didn't expect the two comrades to be so cooperative. If they insisted she was drawing talismans, she would never admit it.

"One dose of medicine, one thousand."

"Everyone knows your price. Can we start with twenty sheets?"

"Alright, please wait a moment, both of you."

The two of them stood beside Uncle Zhang, whose face was full of pride, as if the child who could now serve the country was his own daughter.

"Xiaoying is about to start drawing, we should stay quiet."

The two police officers nodded their heads. They understood that such an operation must not be interrupted midway; it had to be completed in one go to be effective!

Wen Ying found twenty sheets of yellow paper, took the ballpoint pen casually stuck in her hair, and sat down on the chair.

Writing and drawing.

In less than five minutes, Wen Ying had folded twenty sheets of yellow paper together and walked towards the two of them.

"Is it scanning the code?"

One of them considered the payment, while the other took the talisman paper and glanced at it casually.

What is drawn on the topmost talisman?

"Let me see if it's Peppa Pig or Pleasant Goat!" Old Zhang excitedly came over.

"This is... justice?" Several people changed angles multiple times to confirm the two characters painted like flowers, and indeed, it was: justice!

Turn to the second page: Victory

Chapter Three: Safety

Following that are: prosperity, democracy, civility, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, kindness... Oh my! Perfect, handsome, unparalleled, us!

Wen Ying wrote... It took five minutes to draw these flowers, but it took them a full ten minutes to accept the words written on these talisman papers!

Justice, victory, and safety are all understandable, after all, these blessings were written specifically for their mission.

Core values can be understood and liked, and they can absolutely ward off evil!

But those few who barged in later, were they really not just making things up?

Wen Ying blinked at them, "Rest assured, comrades. I guarantee the effectiveness of this medicine. If there's even the slightest mishap, I'll provide it for free next time."

A single sentence suppressed all the grievances that the two had yet to voice.

"Sure! We definitely trust Dr. Wen. Can we test one first?"

This money wasn't coming out of their own pockets; it was the institute's funds. With limited resources, they had to ensure there were no surprises before making any payments.

Wen Ying understood their thoughts and concerns. "Who wants to give it a try? I'll cover the cost of the test."

The young officer stepped forward, "I'll do it."

"Master, just take that knife and cut me directly," the young officer said to the older officer.

The older officer was stunned, "What nonsense are you talking about, kid! This is not something to joke about! You're still young, what will happen to your wife and children if something goes wrong?"

"Master, I am single..."

"Shut up! I'll do the testing! You, brat, hold the knife."

"Actually, we can just find a random spot to stab, it doesn't have to be a fatal area," Wen Ying couldn't help but remind them.

Uncle Zhang, who was standing to the side, was also holding back his laughter. He hadn't expected these two officers to be so amusing.

Those who are involved are often confused.

The two of them had only been thinking about executing a dangerous mission, so they never expected the situation to be this minor. When Wen Ying reminded them, they couldn't help but blush.

Even for a minor wound, the senior officer still insisted on being stabbed.

The young officer couldn't bring himself to act, so in the end, Wen Ying closed her eyes and threw the knife directly at the senior officer, who was holding a piece of paper inscribed with a safety charm.

Except for Wen Ying, the three of them stared intently at the trajectory of the knife, watching as it plunged towards the older officer's eye.

The knife was less than a centimeter away from the eye