A stack of autopsy reports was placed on Mo Wei's desk, causing him to frown and fall into deep thought: Jack took a lot of psychedelics before he died!

Xiao Qiong received a call from Mo Wei, and without a minute of delay, she came to Mo Wei's office like a burning buttocks. Xiao Qiong couldn't understand a lot of professional terms on the autopsy report, and roughly understood the cause of Jack's death, and psychedelics were the culprit. At the beginning, he knew that if he let Jack back, he would definitely die from cannibalism. Killing people with hallucinogens is the first case in Shencheng.

"This is the most advanced psychedelic in the world, and after taking it, people can hallucinate and be at the mercy of others. This Jack, who had taken psychedelic drugs, heeded the verbal cues of his accomplices and jumped from the eighteenth floor. ”

Mo Wei introduced excitedly, with an irrepressible sadness and indignation in his heart. If this hallucinogen, once widely used, the harm it will bring to society is unpredictable.

Xiao Qiong asked, "So, as long as you master this hallucinogen, you can kill people as you want?" ”

Mo Wei nodded, agreed, and then analyzed: "At present, there is no domestic pharmaceutical factory that can produce this kind of high-purity psychedelic agent. And it is also unlikely to be carried in and out of the country. I suspect someone is using a recipe to make it. ”

"Tongren Hospital again?" Xiao Qiong asked.

"Possibly."

"Brother Mo, what do you need me to do?"

"Not yet. This is what the police do, so you can worry about it. ”

While Mo Wei and Xiao Qiong were talking, another murder was taking place in the depths of the seaside alley of the deep city.

The afternoon sun shone obliquely onto the tiled roof of the seaside alley. It's a quaint alley. All the buildings are ancient buildings from the Ming and Qing dynasties.

No. 8 in Lane 1. The door creaked open inexplicably. Lu Yiping was lying on the couch diagonally, squinting, backlighting, and saw a young man walking into the courtyard. Suddenly, a stranger visited, Lu Yiping was so frightened that he got up. Sit upright.

The person who came smiled gloomily: "Mr. Lu, you are so leisurely." How can you rest at home alone and still listen to music? Especially being in such an ancient courtyard house makes people miss the time that has passed, as if they have traveled back to a hundred years ago. ”

Lu Yiping asked nervously, "Who are you?" ”

The visitor laughed heartily and asked, "Who am I?" It's funny. Road a flat road total. Don't you really know me? It's really a noble person who forgets things. Two months ago, I took your taxi and asked you for your business card. ”

Lu Yiping remembered, this is the mysterious person! Tension was re-aroused. was suddenly stunned by 50 million investments, and almost lost his life. He was forced to be a boss once, and was invited by Xiao Qiong and Yang Yunhe to receive "starvation therapy", which tasted unpleasant. Now, this guy actually took the initiative to come to the door, and the person who came was not good. The good do not come. Lu Yiping was secretly thinking about countermeasures.

The person who came introduced himself: "Mr. Lu, you now live in the ancient courtyard, drive a big run, and live the life of a master, which is completely given to you by me." I can lift you up to heaven or send you to hell. Don't try to have two minds, or else—"

A thick cigar cigarette was lit and handed to Lu Yiping. Lu Yiping had never smoked a cigar. It's not that there is no chance, but that I am reluctant. Especially laid-off people open rentals. Life is like ****, no one at all.

"Who are you?"

"Guess who I am?"

"You almost cost me my life. Being a bullshit boss, you're completely using me. The other day I was targeted, and I was invited to starve to the point where I almost died. ”

"You mean that Xiao Qiong?"

The person who came was Ma Yiyuan. Lu Yiping's whereabouts are all under his control. Lu Yiping didn't know that the person who used the "starvation therapy" on himself was Xiao Qiong. Anyway, I've been scared and dizzy, where do you dare to ask what people's names are?

Seeing Lu Yiping's blank face, a sarcastic smile appeared on Ma Yiyuan's face. The difference in strength between ordinary people and professionals is too far. The road in front of me is flat. Actually a dead man.

"You know them?"

Lu Yiping, who had been keeping his head down like a primary school student, glanced at Ma Yiyuan and asked timidly.

Ma Yiyuan laughed and said, "What about acquaintance? It's an old friend. However, Lu Yiping, you are not enough friends! ”

That young face changed color in an instant. It was extremely powerful, Lu Yiping's heart jumped, and he felt that his whole heart was sinking to the bottom of the water, and a serious feeling of suffocation surrounded him.

"I spend a lot of money to get you out of poverty, to be a boss, and to get in a Mercedes Benz. And you, what have you done to me? You've betrayed me all, haven't you? ”

Silent. Deathly silence.

Lu Yiping couldn't understand the young man in front of him, just like a chameleon, he changed when he said it. Ma Yiyuan lit a cigar and smoked it with Lu Yiping. The smoke from the two cigarettes quickly filled the entire courtyard.

In the smoke, Ma Yiyuan's facial expression slowly became hideous. Lu Yiping was scared and relied on smoking to relieve the huge pressure in his heart. Gradually, he had a sense of drifting immortality. Through the smoke, he saw Ma Yiyuan's eyes glowing as red as a beast.

"Lu Yiping, I want to ask you to make a will." Ma Yiyuan said.

"yes, okay."

"You go get paper and pen, I say you write."

Lu Yiping obediently walked into the room and brought paper and pen. Ma Yiyuan began to dictate the contents of the will. Roughly speaking, I didn't live a happy life and suffered from severe depression. In case of death, the ownership and operation rights of Tongren Hospital will be transferred to Ma Yiyuan free of charge, and Yiyuan Biotechnology Co., Ltd. will directly manage it.

Ma Yiyuan took the will, read it over and over again, made sure that it was safe, and let Lu Yiping press his handprint on the will. He casually picked up a hemp rope from the corner of the wall, handed it to Lu Yiping, and said with a cruel smile: "Mr. Lu, God is calling to you, go on the road." The road to heaven is paved with flowers. You will ascend to heaven with God's blessing. ”

Lu Yiping took the hemp rope, and under the guidance of Ma Yiyuan's language, he tied a dead knot at the end of the rope, put it around his neck, and then brought over a bench, stood up, and threw the other end of the rope onto a camphor tree in the courtyard. The rope circled around the tree and fell back into Lu Yiping's hands.

Ma Yiyuan smiled and instigated: "Okay, now please tie the other end of the rope around your neck as well—well, yes, that's it." Good, good. With your feet strained, you kick the stool over. Well, yes, that's good! ”

Lu Yiping kicked over the stool under his feet according to Ma Yiyuan's meaning, and the rope on the tree became tighter and tighter under the gravity of his body. His face began to turn from red to black, his tongue sticked out, and his eyes were wide open.

Ma Yiyuan observed this farce directed by himself and felt very happy. The hardest thing in this world is to put your own thoughts into other people's heads. And he did it easily under the influence of psychedelics. Lu Yiping didn't understand until he died, why was he so obedient? By the time the hallucinogen-infused cigar smoke burned out, God had begun to extend an invitation to him. (To be continued.) )