The growing rumors must be driven by external forces, and this is recognized by many people.

Qiu Hao said this, just to refute for the sake of refutation.

Anyway, if the academic school supports it, he has to stand on the opposite side to refute it, in short, he can't let the other party go too well.

"Before, the city lord was injured, and you said that there were external forces interfering, but now the rumors are about the problem, and you say that there are external forces intervening, why are external forces so powerful? Where are they? Why didn't I see it?" Qiu Hao shouted loudly, perhaps because he drank half a bottle of water, and his voice was much louder than before.

"Why is Director Qiu so excited?"

On the side of the academy, Hu Li, the nephew of the old dean, suddenly spoke.

He smiled and said in an easy-going tone, "Mr. Li Feng just said that there may be external forces, not directly affirmative, Director Qiu doesn't need to be so excited, after all, you are not from external forces, right?"

"You hairy boy, you have a needle in your words!" Qiu Hao's tone was cold, and his eyes turned to Hu Li, who was speaking.

"I don't, Director Qiu, don't get me wrong." Hu Li said with a smile.

"Don't go around, speak directly!" Qiu Hao shouted.

"I think I've been pretty straightforward."

Hu Li's smile is still the same, he, a young man, is different from the older generation, he doesn't seem to like scolding, and prefers words that hide needles in the cotton.

The old dean on the podium smiled, satisfied with the nephew's performance.

In this era, you can't speak too bluntly, otherwise it is easy to be caught by others.

On some occasions, loopholes in the discourse are fatal.

"I remember you just won the Youth Award not long ago, right? I can't understand anything, my outstanding youth in Dragon City is like this? You deserve that award too?" Qiu Hao's face was not good, his tone was cold, and he directly launched a personal attack on Hu Li.

"I'm naturally unworthy, does Director Qiu think he's worthy?" Hu Li asked as if curious.

But the next moment, he looked abrupt again, patted his head, and hurriedly said with a smile: "I'm sorry, it's my fault, Director Qiu, you are no longer a young man, I shouldn't ask that, don't take it to heart, it's just ...... Director Qiu, you are so young that I thought you were communicating with your peers."

"You ......"

Qiu Hao's face was so angry that his face was red and blue, he couldn't hear it, Hu Li was sarcastic about him.

Young?

This can be a positive or a derogatory one, depending on the occasion in which it is used.

In Qiu Hao's identity, it must be derogatory, after all, he is the second-in-command of the Missing Moon Research Institute, and his qualifications are very old, and he is currently the oldest group of people in Dragon City, and he can be called a veteran.

An elder, who is said to be young, what is this?

If you are the old dean Hu, you may barely be able to evaluate it like this, but it is the old dean's nephew Hu Li who speaks!

"Sharp-toothed boy, with your uncle's backing, right?" Qiu Hao stared at Hu Li viciously.

"Director Qiu, you can't talk nonsense." Hu Li looked surprised, "In terms of seniority, you are also my uncle, do you want to support me?" If you say a word, I'll argue for you."

"You little bastard!"

Qiu Hao was so angry that his lungs were about to be blown up.

A man in his fifties can still say that he is only a young boy in his twenties, where does this make his face go?

In the conference hall, the rest of the people were a lot quieter, their eyes sweeping over Hu Li and Qiu Hao.

This was the first time many people had seen the fangs of the dean's nephew.

Even the people in the research institute have to admit that this young man is indeed very good, he speaks reasonably, slowly, smiling from beginning to end, and there are no major mood swings.

Not liking the form is the most basic quality of a good politician.

……

The words are divided into two ends.

Go back to Susha's side.

After most of the day's visit, Su Xia has locked down several institutions.

"The Yiming Clinic, the Riverside Club, and the Lugui Exchange are private institutions that either provide smuggled drugs to the outside world, or provide assistance in the trading of goods......

Life in Dragon City is not too good, but as long as there are no major incidents, every family can basically live.

Families who have to sell medals or other items are in the family.

Either a family member is seriously ill, or has made some risky investments, or some have fallen into a casino scam or even been contaminated with illegal addictive drugs, all of which are in dire need of money.

In general, not everyone deserves sympathy.

Even the family members of the heroes will have people like betting dogs.

When there is a shortage of money, such people can sell anything, and some can even sell their own children, not to mention the Medal of Honor.

It was six o'clock in the evening.

The dome simulates a crimson sunset, which looks extraordinarily beautiful.

Su Xia and Wang Mengqi returned home, had dinner together, and then stopped going out.

At this time, the meeting in the city center building of City 8 was not over.

"The people in the meeting are still arguing."

Su Xia glanced at the time and couldn't help but shake her head.

From 9 o'clock in the morning to more than 6 o'clock in the afternoon, he is worthy of being a politician.

If it were Su Xia, she might have had a headache and quit halfway.

Su Xia sat by the window, looking at the sunset outside the window, silently sorting out and analyzing the information he got all day today.

He left a few groups of nanobots in the private institutions he locked, and he could see the situation inside and outside those private institutions at any time, so he was not in a hurry.

During this period, he also arranged for some nanobots to go to the surrounding vegetable markets, bars and other places.

This kind of place is the best place to spread rumors.

This was the experience Susha had learned from Town Seven before.

After all, the infiltration team of the South Wind Organization spread rumors through such locations, thus shaking the internal stability of the mercenary organization.

At the end of this day, Su Xia's harvest was very good.

"It's interesting to find three people who spread rumors, who are all ordinary residents on the surface, but are actually employees of the research institute." Su Xia took the tea in front of him and took a sip lightly.

Of the few private institutions that were locked, one of them was also identified by Su Xia as having a relationship with the research institute, and the fund behind it was the 031 Research Institute.

This institute is under the direct jurisdiction of Qiu Hao and is responsible for biological gene research.

The three people who were caught spreading rumors were also from the 031 Institute.

"The research institute is not clean, I hope Wang Luo's 051 research institute will not be involved."

Su Xia didn't miss the old days, but he felt that Wang Luo was still a good person, with excellent abilities and personalities, and could contribute to the development of Dragon City.

Of course, if Wang Luo really had a problem, Su Xia would not show mercy.

The sunset by the window gradually sets under the rockery, the light gradually dims, and the whole city ushers in a new night of curfew.

The sound of cars slowly disappeared, and the sound of various noisy city advertisements also dissipated, and silence enveloped Dragon City.

The meeting on the side of the center building has finally ended.

The old dean returned to the car, closed the door, and breathed a long sigh of relief, the tiredness on his face could not be hidden.

He was in his seventies, and this kind of all-day meeting was too draining.

"Uncle, are you okay?" Hu Li also got into the car, and when he saw the tired appearance of the old dean, he hurriedly asked with concern.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

The old dean showed a kind smile and said, "Old, that's it, it's no better than you young people."

Thinking of Hu Li's performance at the meeting today, the old dean was very satisfied.

At the same time, he couldn't help but think of the north wind.

If the north wind was also there, with his ability, would he have stunned those people in the research institute today?

Su Xia didn't know what the old dean was thinking, if he knew, he would definitely shake his head, he preferred to be quiet, and scaring people was not what he was good at.

He prefers to gather evidence and completely overwhelm his opponents with enough evidence.

If the opponent is still not convinced, he will be killed directly with a sword.

What's the use of talking nonsense all day?

"Hum—"

Outside the building, cars started up and the parliamentarians from the three forces returned to their respective residences in the night.

Among them, some important councilors, such as Wang Luo, Qiu Hao, Qin Shou and others, were left with nanobots by Su Xia, so that Su Xia could keep track of their movements at any time.

Qiu Hao, the second-in-command of the research institute, is the key object of Su Xia's observation.

"The question is the 031 Research Institute he is in charge of, will he have a personal connection with the Lion City or Eagle City?" Su Xia pondered silently.

For the next few days, Su Xia was observing.

He is not in a hurry, and he can only catch a big fish by putting a long line.

The current situation has not yet reached the worst time, and the inside and outside of Dragon City are relatively stable.

During this period, the pharmacist conference in Coral City was successfully held, and because of the presence of Wu Hongyu, the pharmacists from the entire southwest region and even further regions were attracted to it.

With the collapse of the mercenary organization in the southwest, the traffic in the southwest is much safer.

That's why those apothecaries dared to come to Coral City.

In other words, even if dozens of security forces were invited, many pharmacists would not feel safe, after all, the security might be with the mercenaries.

Many people are secretly thanking Su Xia and the South Wind Organization, and some people even want to find a way to donate money or materials to the South Wind Organization.

"Thanks to the Masked Monsters and his South Wind organization, those damn wandering mercenaries wouldn't have gone berserk without them."

"Alas, I have a brother who died at the hands of those wandering mercenaries, and the masked monster avenged him."

"I heard that the mercenary forces in the Northwest were also defeated, and it was the friend of the masked monster who did it."

"Yes, the king of mercenaries in the northwest has been killed!"

"Well played!"

"When are the masked monsters coming to the southeast? The wandering mercenaries here should also be beaten, and the surrounding cities will not do anything, allowing them to burn and loot, and even issue them legal robbery licenses......

After the battle in Town Seven, Suxia's reputation reached a new peak.

His name is being recited throughout the continent, from the northwest to the southeast, from large cities to small towns, from rich areas to slums, from trade centers to small vegetable markets.

This action has a bearing on the vital interests of many people.

As soon as the wandering mercenaries were wiped out, trade between the entire southwest and northwest began to become more frequent, and the economy slowly recovered, and the people of both regions could feel the benefits of the massive trade flows.

The whole continent has a little more life and vitality.

It was in this context that the Pharmacist Congress was successfully held.

The number of fourth-order pharmacists attracted by the attraction alone exceeded three digits, and the number of pharmacists below the fourth order was even countless, and the scene was very lively, with loud voices and cheerful laughter, all of whom expressed their thoughts and opinions at the conference.

For the vast majority of pharmacists, this is the first time in their lives that they have met so many peers.

The more you communicate with your peers, the more benefits you get.

Some pharmacists even had an epiphany on the spot, and they were directly promoted, refining a higher-order potion on the spot.

"Haha, haha, I've got it!"

"From now on, I'm also a third-order pharmacist!"

"Congratulations, I've broken through too!"

"Congratulations!"

The voices of mutual joy were connected, and everyone's faces were beaming.

At the end of the conference, there was a competition between Su Xia and Li Mu.

This pharmacist conference was supposed to be in the name of the competition between the two of them

Righteousness, they are naturally the finale characters.

Both of them had refined an excellent fifth-order potion, and after Master Wu Hongyu's judgment, it ended in a draw.

A draw, that's the best ending.

After the conference, the vast majority of pharmacists were reluctant to leave.

There are countless peers here to communicate, first-order pharmacists can find second-order pharmacists to ask for advice, second-order pharmacists can find third-order and fourth-order advice, and Wu Hongyu, a sixth-order master, will occasionally hold classes to point out some experience.

There are also a lot of resources provided by Su Xia for them, and they don't have to worry about food and housing, it is simply a holy place for pharmacists.

Some people are even planning to move their families to Coral City.

Taking advantage of this warm atmosphere, Su Xia told everyone about the idea of the pharmacist school.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I plan to open a school to make the profession of pharmacist a systematic discipline and cultivate more talents in the future......

Unsurprisingly, the idea was supported by everyone.

This exchange conference made them all understand that the past behind closed doors was a dead end.

Only by gathering everyone's wisdom and seriously studying this profession as a discipline can the future of this industry be brighter.

Soon someone approached Su Xia and expressed his willingness to become a teacher at the school.

After that, it's all about the chores.

……

Back to Dragon City.

After a few days of observation, Susha made more discoveries.

In total, he has found twenty-six people spreading rumors in the city, and there are more than ten private institutions in the city.

After investigation, all these people and institutions have research backgrounds.

Study all the big questions!

Those who spread rumors are all very exquisitely chosen, basically "Lao Li next door", "Lao Liu in the market", "Lao Huang in the stall" and other characters, close to life, and more people believe what they say.

They would go to a kiosk in front of a market every two days to buy cigarettes, which seemed like a common move, but the cigarette case was sandwiched between new rumors that they needed to spread.

The commissary is also the property of the research institute.

On the tenth day of observation, the men received news of the gathering and gathered in a hidden basement beneath the clubhouse.

"You've done a good job lately, this is your due reward, so take it first."

In the basement, a young man smiled and asked his men to place several large boxes in front of them.

This young man is wearing a human skin mask, so the smile on his face is a little stiff, and the skin is not smiling, and it is even a bit of a uncanny valley effect.

"Click! Click!"

The box was opened, revealing a thick stack of bills.

Seeing the banknotes in the box, the seriousness of those people suddenly revealed a longing light, and it seemed that they wanted to grab a stack at once.

"Don't worry, it's all going to be yours."

The young man smiled, and with that, he turned and left the basement.

He walked all the way up to a private room on the first floor of the clubhouse.

In the private room, several blondes were sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

"What about those people?" One of them asked.

"They don't have dissent, and they do their work well." The young man sat across from several people and said casually.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, believe in my psionic gifts."

The young man smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed the human skin mask on his face, and tore it violently.

The face under the mask was the one Su Xia had ever seen.

The old dean's nephew, Hu Li!