"Isn't it strange that this level of Weibo can be pushed so high? There are thousands of Weibo posts that are updated every day, and some of them are more negative, weirder, and even more neurotic, so why did it become a hit overnight?"

After perusing the last one, Yu Gong went out in full gear and passed the message of "Desperate Weibo" to the other members through the several contact methods allowed by the group within ten hours. Some of the "colleagues" really don't know anything about these four Weibo posts, while others have read them early and can't help but start analyzing them, such as Jane Eyre.

"Obviously, there is a boost behind these Weibo posts, and they must have been prepared before the Weibo was released. As soon as the article appeared on the Internet, the people they gathered immediately started work, frequently going to the point, going to the top, and going to the turn. Of course, it's also possible that they paid for them, and the task is to push the so-called 'desperate tweets' and the content related to them to a high level and keep them long enough to not let them sink. Jane Eyre said in a tone of disgust, "In this way, with this kind of canvassing-like cheating, a huge momentum is created in the information space, and people are dragged into their thinking before they have time to make judgments." Hmph, they must be familiar with this kind of routine. "Caught up in their thinking? Look at the comments, aren't there many people who question the author and even scold him?" "Hmph, that's where they are clever. Perhaps the questioning and scolding of him was made by the people they hired. This kind of controversial effect, such a stark opposition, may be exactly what they want people to see. "Interesting. You think it's them, and who should 'they' be?"

Jane Eyre couldn't answer the question, and Zhuo Wu asked his question from a similar angle: "Zheng Haohui has been back to his hometown for more than two weeks, and he hasn't seen any movement. Even if Xingtian inquired through the police channel, there was no major criminal case similar to the destruction of the family in his hometown. And at this time, these four Weibo articles popped up, and if you want to say that their true meaning has nothing to do with Zheng Haohui, I don't believe it. But one thing is very important: although the chat history of 'Jerry's Tom' I watched last time is very similar to these Weibo, it is like a whisper, only to one person, that is, 'Xiao Hongyan today', it seems that it has never been made public, and even the police who handled the case don't seem to know for some reason. Dante is right, Zheng Haohui must treat these things as extremely private, more private than the conflict between him and his father, so we have to sneak in and copy it out to see it. Now, it seems that his precious privacy has been made public, if a few Weibo posts are really about him. ”

Unfortunately, Zhuo Wu did not have the opportunity to communicate with Jane Eyre about this for the time being, and he did not have the heart to think more deeply. He was the last member of the group to learn about the "Desperate Weibo", and Yugong contacted him at the train station, almost two hours before he boarded the train to Hunan.

That's right, this trip belongs to the tolerance of the Dongyuan Printing Factory, and Director Zhang called from the United States, saying that there is a batch of new local chronicles in Hunan that can be won for printing, and he himself has had a brief communication with the compiler, and the other party asked to see the printed samples. Similarly, the trip was also arranged by the foul team. Yu Gong received the latest password text message from White Snake, and the girl said that she had found the key clue to uncover Zheng Haohui's kinship. "We still don't know what his family situation and social contacts are back home, and the discovery of White Snake is expected to break the current deadlock. But her idea was too risky, and if there was another way, I wouldn't have allowed her to do it. So, go and protect her, remember, first and foremost, to protect your safety and concealment, understand?"

After boarding the train, Zhuo Wu was full of worries about the White Snake, which made him in a rare state of high tension. The buildings, bridges, fields, and trees that flew through the window made his breathing shorter and shorter. He had to think of something else to distract him.

So, was Weibo written by Zheng Haohui himself? Zhuo Wu was not in a hurry to seek answers, he realized that whether the answer was "yes" or "no", it was a sign that a new problem was imminent: if he wrote it himself, then why was he willing to show everything in his heart like this for everyone to comment? If he didn't write it, who could know him so well that he would ghostwrite for him? What is the purpose of ghostwriting all this?

The best intelligence analyst on the foul team is not focused on this duty. By the time Zhuo Wu's train was far from Beijing, it was already dark, and Dante did not stay at home to sleep, but huddled by a wide, brightly lit street in the southern city.

Although Shang Yiming is a local, he only likes to play with toys and watch cartoons at home since he was a child, and later added a study. When it comes to the geography of Beijing, he is not easy to go out and wander, he can only be said to know everything well, only his own growth and the adjacent hutong area, and the northern part of Haidian District, in this era of rapid urban construction in Beijing, his understanding of many areas and streets is not as good as those outsiders who have come to Beijing for two or three years. Today, however, he was familiar with this place, as it was not far from his parents' residence. But he didn't hesitate for this crime, he didn't come to visit his relatives overnight.

At this time three days ago, in the park where he met Li Yunqing, the two met again, but the difference was that this time Sister Yun took the initiative to find him.

"There are results. In the night, Li Yunqing said a chemical name that he didn't understand, and this thing shouldn't belong to the ingredients of fruit juice. "In layman's terms, it's a hallucinogen. "Hallucinogens?, that is, Zheng Haohui may hallucinate if he drinks it?" Seeing that Sister Yun nodded solemnly, Dante was stunned and speechless for a while.

"The person who administers the drug knows how to control the dosage, and if he takes too much at one time, it can easily lead to his death after extreme madness. Li Yunqing's voice trembled slightly, "Combined with the situation you saw last time you went to his house, I think the effect of Zheng Haohui's medicine is intermittent at the moment, and it has not reached the point of being severe, that is, incorrigible." "Perhaps, the person who gave the drug wanted to control the effect of the drug and not let it ...... At least until this stage does not allow it to reach the point of severeness. Dante scratched his chin and finally spoke. "Possibly. ”

The silence lasted for a moment between the two of them. Li Yunqing said: "I want to have an interview with Dr. Song, and the time is tentatively set for the day after tomorrow. I'll go on my own. She doesn't plan to give round-the-clock volunteers a chance to argue: "Before I call the police, I have to find out what he knows about it." It's about the whole center, and I can't hide from it. You are his subordinate, so it is not appropriate to come forward in this situation, so it is better to avoid it. "You're alone...... With all due respect, Sister Yun, it's a bit dangerous, in case Dr. Song really ...... In case he finds himself exposed, ...... to you ...... to you" "Haha, I guess not. Li Yunqing actually laughed softly, "Do you still think that he put the hallucinogen? Don't forget, he has never been to Zheng Haohui's house, and before we went to visit Zheng Haohui, the center had no gift exchange with him." ”

Dante pondered, as if her words had indeed hit the nail on the head. But he still didn't feel at ease, or he still didn't give up: "What if he didn't put it in by himself? Sister Yun, has the center ever rescued addicts?"

Li Yunqing lowered his head and muttered for a long time. It turned out that the center had indeed cooperated with drug rehabilitation centers and the police to help some drug addicts who had gone astray and sincerely repented. The first aid team and the medical insurance rescue team have all participated in such activities, but the records of these rescue activities are confidential in the company, because Li Yunqing believes that it involves the privacy of those who have recovered from drug addiction and their life prospects after rehabilitation, so she even solemnly told the leaders of the two teams and the volunteers involved in the activities not to divulge the information and details of the activities of the people they helped. "That'...... Can you tell me what you do with those records?" "They're in a small safe in the center. In fact, there are not only records of drug rehabilitation activities, but also some information from other groups that need to be kept confidential, including several cases of your group. ”

"I don't think the safe will be like the mailbox in the unit building, and there will be small doors that can be locked for each team, right?" Dante said, "So, as a team leader, does Dr. Song have the right to browse the information inside?" "The key to the safe is kept by Trini and me, except for the two of us, it is true that only the leaders of each group can check the contents inside, but they all have to greet me first and then register with Trini. The safe is on the lower level of the iron bookcase in my office, and the person who checks the information can't take out the information, so he can only look at it in my office, and return it on the same day. However, in my impression, Dr. Song didn't seem to ask me to open the safe, but I don't remember it clearly. Li Yunqing exhaled a long breath and glanced at Dante, "Do you want to say that he asked someone else to help him check the drug rehabilitation record by the way, and then secretly found those drug addicts and forced them to help him get hallucinogens, and then find a way to add them to Zheng Haohui's juice?" Dante was stunned for a moment and said: "There is another possibility, that is, it has nothing to do with Dr. Song, it is someone else who has a crooked idea - someone who has read the record." "Huh. Sister Yun rubbed her eyes and smiled helplessly.

"Of course, these are all theoretical. It would be best if Dr. Song and everyone in the center could be excluded. Dante made up his mind, "But Sister Yun, it is not appropriate to do this work as the person in charge of your center, and if you are not careful, it may make your colleagues suspicious of each other." So, I want to ...... I want you to give me an accurate answer: Do you trust me?" "What do you want to do?" "It stands to reason that I don't have power, but I want to see the records of helping drug addicts." ”

Li Yunqing tightened her lips and pondered for a long time, but Dante waited for her head to nod, but she didn't move. "By the way," Dante suddenly thought of something, "Will Trini be watching when the team leader is looking at the information?" "No, she took out the information that the person in charge wanted, then locked the safe and went out." If you go and see, she does the same. "No, I don't want her to open the safe for me. Dante involuntarily tilted his head slightly, not daring to look at Li Yunqing, "I want to borrow your key to use it." "What? You...... You can't even believe Trini?" "It's not that I can't believe it, but I think that when it comes to this, the fewer people involved, the better. I wanted to find out the source of the drug addicts' previous drugs based on the records, but I made sure that I would not use the name of the center's volunteers, or even mention the center. Alas, I have to ask Sister Cao for leave. Give me three days, and when you see Dr. Song, let's meet again, can you?"

Tomorrow is the day we meet. Dante's ears echoed Li Yunqing's last admonition: "Be careful." He looked up across the road, and what dominated his vision was a large lantern sign with the words "Acacia Bean Nightclub" flashing.