Although they didn't understand what Xu Xiaoyou was saying, the girl's professionalism commanded respect. Wearing a hazmat suit, she entered the cage, touched Chichu Tianyi's neck through rubber gloves, and extracted a large mass of colorful material. The man immediately rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Move him. All of you, too. Staying here will cause me trouble."
Xu Xiaoyou squatted, connecting a high-pressure water gun to a spherical machine containing a pre-mixed hydrogen peroxide solution. The air near the ozone generator shimmered, covering the brownish stains on the wall. With a gentle blast of high-pressure water, the once-stubborn stains faded like washed-out paint.
Mori looked at Xu Xiaoyou with a complicated expression. She increasingly doubted what the girl had done to end up in Chichu Heaven. Why was she so adept at handling such matters?
