Upon hearing two people give identical answers, Shina Macai truly felt a sense of powerlessness. The sudden departure of the two of them led everyone to think they had been abducted, and the entire place was in a frenzy searching for them.

But who could have thought that the two of them had already returned home, completely unharmed.

However, how could Bidegla, with such serious injuries, be discharged so easily?

Thinking of this, Shina Macai also turned her gaze to Bidegla's shoulder. But as her eyes fell on him, she froze in place, her mouth agape in disbelief. She had never seen anything like it before. The severity of Bidegla's injuries was witnessed by her own eyes - a gaping wound in his arm that even modern medicine wouldn't be able to heal completely.

Yesterday, she had shed tears of remorse for this very matter, but now, Bidegla's left shoulder showed no signs of injury at all. Overnight, the wound had miraculously healed, and Shina Macai could hardly believe her eyes.

Bidegla was wearing a tank top, both arms exposed, so the place of his injury from yesterday was naturally revealed.

She was in a daze for a full minute, before snapping out of it as if from a dream, saying, "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong door." With that, she made to leave the villa.

"Shina, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her friend looking as if she had lost her soul, Jennie Laura quickly pulled her back. This was her home, how could she have possibly gone to the wrong door? And if she had, how could her key open the door?

"Are you Jennie?" Pulled by Jennie Laura, Shina Macai asked with great confusion.

"Yes, you don't recognize me?" Hearing Shina Macai's words, Jennie Laura was also startled, her face turning pale. Shina was her only friend, and if she didn't recognize her, she wouldn't be able to accept it.

"Then who is he?" Suddenly, Shina Macai pointed at Bidegla, her eyes becoming somewhat frightened.

Shina Macai had been a detective for a year or two, and had seen many dead people, of all types, but she had never been as frightened as she was now. A wound so large, completely healed overnight - wasn't this seeing a ghost?

Could it be that Bidegla had already died yesterday, and now he had come back as a ghost to claim her life? Thinking of this, Shina Macai's face also instantly turned a pallid white.

"He is Bidegla, don't you recognize him?" Seeing Shina Macai's unusually pale face, Jennie Laura also firmly held onto her, her tone changing.

Shina Macai didn't recognize them, a fact that she couldn't accept.

"No, he is not Bidegla." Suddenly, Shina Macai shouted, completely losing her composure.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, crazy woman?" At this point, Bidegla stood up, and said in a puzzled tone.

He was just an ordinary living person, and she was looking at him with such a terrified expression. What did she mean by this?

"I warn you, don't come near me." Watching Bidegla stand up, Shina Macai directly pulled out the handgun from her waist, pointing it at Bidegla, her face full of fear.

"Damn it!"

Upon seeing the gun in Shina Macai's hand, Bidegla cursed inwardly, "This madwoman. I almost lost my left arm trying to help her, and now that I've finally recovered, she's pointing a gun at me." Even though Bidegla had been in a good mood before, it had now turned exceptionally sour.

"Shina, what are you doing? Put the gun down immediately." Jennie Laura was startled by the sight of the gun in Shina Macai's hand. She didn't even think about pulling her away, and instead positioned herself in front of Bidegla.

"He is not human, he is a ghost!" Shina Macai screamed wildly at Jennie Laura and Bidegla.

"Shina, please come to your senses. He is Bidegla, the same Bidegla who lives with us," Jennie Laura shouted, completely perplexed by how her friend had turned into this.

Could it be that she had a tendency towards mental illness?

"No, he cannot possibly be Bidegla, he is a ghost, he will harm you," Shina Macai screamed, not letting go of the gun in her hand.

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"Damn." Seeing Shina Macai behaving like a lunatic, Bidegla felt like his head was about to explode. Not only did this madwoman not appreciate his help, she was now treating him with such disrespect that his heart shattered in an instant.

However, Bidegla could roughly understand why she had become like this. Since she had returned, her gaze had mostly been fixed on his shoulder, so naturally she would think he was not Bidegla.

Such a large wound, one that couldn't even be healed by a hospital, and yet now he not only recovered, but there wasn't even a trace of the injury left. How could she possibly believe it?

Even if Jennie Laura had not witnessed everything, she probably wouldn't dare to claim that she knew him.

"Jennie, you explain to her, I can't be bothered," paying no attention to Shina Macai, Bidegla said before turning and walking into the living room.

"Shina, listen to me," Jennie Laura began to explain to Shina Macai once Bidegla had left.

After about ten minutes, Shina Macai finally came to the living room with a look of doubt on her face. Although Jennie Laura's explanation sounded like a fairy tale, Shina Macai couldn't believe it. However, she didn't think Bidegla was a ghost, as she was very familiar with Jennie and knew she wouldn't lie to her.

"Are you really Bidegla?" Shina Macai asked softly, staring at Bidegla, who was watching TV.

"Hehe, I am not Bidegla. Could it be that you are Bidegla?" Bidegla glanced at her and said, "My wound has completely healed, you don't need to worry about me anymore."

Upon hearing Bidegla's words, Shina Macai let out a long sigh, and then firmly pinched Jennie Laura's body until she screamed, only then did she put the gun away.

"Shina, why did you pinch me?" Jennie Laura asked, rubbing her snow-white arm.

"I just wanted to see if I was dreaming," Shina Macai said, causing Jennie Laura to nearly stumble and fall.

"Am I dreaming? If you're in doubt, just pinch yourself, why pinch me?"

"Bidegla, is what Jennie said true? Are you really practicing some strange ancient method?" At this moment, Shina Macai sat down on the sofa opposite Bidegla, looking puzzled.

"If you believe it's true, then it's true. If you believe it's false, then it's false. Anyway, rest here by yourself, I'm going to rest too," Bidegla left these words and then turned and walked into his room.

Explaining this matter is extremely troublesome, even Bidegla himself doesn't know how to explain it to them. Before coming into contact with them, Bidegla had no idea that such a method even existed.

So, he found it difficult to accept at first, let alone someone like Shina Macai, who is an atheist and a detective.

Since it's hard to explain, he simply didn't bother, believe it or not.

Finding a piece of spiritually abundant medicinal herb, Bidegla placed it directly into his mouth. The taste of today's breakfast was truly unforgettable to him, so now, after consuming a piece of this rare treasure, he sat silently on the bed, recovering.

At noon, Jennie Laura didn't cook anymore, instead she went out to buy some highly nutritious items. After confirming that Bidegla was fine, Shina Macai hurriedly left the villa, seemingly to deliver a message.

So, Bidegla was in a good mood for this lunch, spending the afternoon practicing without going anywhere.

This day, Jennie Laura didn't go to work either, staying by his side, staying at home all day.

One day of practice, Bidegla's condition improved greatly. Although he still looked thin, compared to when he first returned, he had undoubtedly improved a lot.

At least, with his current physique, he didn't look like a ghost, although he was still a bit thin.

Dinner was still prepared by Jennie Laura, but before Bidegla could eat, his phone rang. Looking at it, it was an unfamiliar number he had never seen before.

Answering the call, a sweet voice came through: "Honey, I've arrived in Zhuhai City, where are you?"

Hearing the voice on the phone, Bidegla was so scared that the phone almost fell to the ground. Because his voice was not small, Jennie Laura heard it too, and at this moment, big sister Jennie was staring at him with a dangerous look, making his whole body hair stand up.

"Who are you? Do I know you? I think you've got the wrong number, you lunatic, goodbye." Without waiting for the other party to respond, Bidegla burst out like a bullet, hung up the phone, and then turned off the phone.

Who the hell would play such a joke with him, almost scared the hell out of him.

"Who was it?" At this point, Jennie Laura asked quietly. Although she was looking down at the moment, Bidegla could see that her ears were already perked up, her tone was full of sourness.

"Don't know, probably some lunatic," Bidegla said calmly, with no hint of anything unusual.

"Really don't know?" Jennie Laura looked up, obviously a little incredulous.

"Of course not, with big sister Jennie here, how could I possibly know anyone else, unless big sister Jennie is feeling jealous?" Bidegla said with a hint of amusement.

"Go on, hurry up and eat." After hearing Bidegla's words, Jennie Laura laughed and scolded, but in her heart, she felt as sweet as honey.

It seems that she still holds the highest position in his heart.

Dinner was swiftly finished, and with a simple "goodnight" to Jennie, Bidegla retired to his room.

At this critical stage of recovery, Bidegla knew he could not afford to slack off. Jennie Laura, aware of Bidegla's dedication to his training, made no comment.

Inserting a charcoal-like substance into his mouth, Bidegla quickly entered a meditative state for his training.

After approximately two hours of meditation, his eyes suddenly opened, and he turned on his phone, realizing there was an incoming call.

The woman from the game, who had said she would come find him this morning, should have arrived by now, considering the distance.

Initially, Bidegla had thought it was a joke, but now he realized that the call was likely from the woman who had claimed to be his in-game partner.

He remembered her previous threat to commit suicide by jumping off a building, and how he had insulted her by calling her crazy. The thought made Bidegla break out in a cold sweat.

She had specifically come to find him, and yet he had insulted her. Could she really be so desperate as to want to take her own life?

"Crap," he cursed silently in his mind, wasting no time in dialing a number from his call history