His eyes were still motionless in the video that was constantly playing on the computer, and Chen Jiannan seemed to have found some clues, and he was scolding each other with Gao Changzhou.

The ringtone on the other end of the phone lasted for a few seconds, and finally it was connected, "Hey! Mr. Jiang! ”

"How is An An lately?" He remained calm, his deep throat slightly dry.

The woman and the man in the video are desperately pulling each other at this time.

The voice on the other side of the phone was light and joyful: "Now his condition is very stable, the doctor said, he is very suitable for surgery now, and he will go for the last preoperative examination at half past three in the afternoon, and the operation will be scheduled for 10 am tomorrow!" ”

"Okay." Jiang Futing said lightly, and his heart was no longer as uneasy and flustered as he was just now.

The man on the screen had a hideous face and seemed to say something threatening, and he clearly saw Chen Jianan's tenacity collapse instantly.

"Classmate Jiang, ...... you" The voice on the other end of the phone hesitated.

"How?" It's still a little cold.

At this time, Chen Jiannan in the video was already numb on his face, and let the man pull up his arm, not intramuscular injection.

Jiang Futing's pupils shrank suddenly.

On the other end of the phone, the girl's soft voice rang: "My brother will have surgery tomorrow, do you have time?" She paused, her tone full of anticipation, "Is it convenient to come and see him?" ”

Jiang Futing didn't speak, staring at the computer in a daze.

The needle pierced through Chen's elbow vein, and he watched as the drug was pushed directly into her veins until the piston handle was pushed to the very bottom of the empty cylinder.

"Classmate Jiang?" Li Ningru's puzzled voice brought him back to his senses.

Jiang Futing muttered, "I'm sorry! ”

Jiang Futing's shocked gaze still stayed on the computer, and Chen Jiannan stayed on the bed, as if he didn't even know when Gao Changzhou left.

The person on the other end of the phone suddenly stopped talking in embarrassment, and then lifted his tone and continued: "It's okay, I'll tell you when the news of An An's successful operation comes out!" ”

"Okay." Jiang Futing hung up the phone.

Chen Jiannan didn't know when he got up, and the four shots in the video were accompanied by Chen Jianan's suddenly enlarged face, and they darkened one by one.

Until the last shot, she was never seen again.

That life, that's how it ended.

The tall figure sat in front of the computer in a daze, the player of the film was dark, and the figure did not move at all.

The sunlight that penetrated the window bathed Jiang Futing's body, and the warm heat was only suspended on the exterior of his body, but it couldn't shine into his cold heart.

After a long time, his slender eyelashes trembled, and he swept the time in the lower right corner of the computer, and it was already two thirty in the afternoon.

He spent more than four hours in Chen Jiannan's surveillance video.

After Jiang Futing relieved the discomfort in his heart, he closed the playback interface and continued to scan the other folders in the USB flash drive, and the rest were basically some notices sent to her by Chen Jianan's former agent or cooperation contracts from other companies.

But the last in the folder

There is also a blank bin format file stuffed in one place.

Jiang Futing tried to open it, and the content directly displayed in this kind of file was processed in binary, and there was no direct way to open it.

He locked his eyebrows and downloaded a reader, and sure enough, it was full of messy numbers, letters, and gibberish.

Jiang Futing could only carefully grope for this messy information.

There is no logic at all in these messy words, and the sky is densely packed with a large area.

He desperately pieced together these things in his only cognition, his dark eyes were engrossed in calculating, the amount of data in the file was a little too large, and the reason for staring at the screen for a long time Jiang Futing felt that the corners of his eyes were a little dry, dyed with a hint of redness.

He read it as quickly as he could, and only got that the content expressed in the garbled was a file that had been encrypted.

What the hell is this thing?

Jiang Futing pondered for a moment, he had tried to deal with it as a bin file a few times, but forcibly opening it would touch the encrypted protection inside, and it would cause extensive damage to the data.

After thinking about the position for a long time, Jiang Futing opened the mobile phone in his hand again, and quickly edited the information with a crackle in his hand, and made a note later: Quick back!.

Sure enough, Lin Ziqing's speed of reading the information was still very fast, and this time he said very succinctly: Send email.

Jiang Futing sent the document to him according to the previous rules, and Lin Ziqing gave him a text message reply after 5 minutes.

The attitude between the words was much more serious than the tone of the previous chat with him, and there was no flavor of eloquent conversation before: Where did you get this document? Are you still digging deeper into what happened last time?

Jiang Futing knew that this matter might be unusual just by looking at these simple words, but what does this have to do with what happened last time?

Last time, I asked him to check only Chu Yun's social ID, could this matter still be related to Chu Yun's purchase of a water army?

In addition to the water army, there are only Chen Jianan's agent who hired him and the former chairman of Tianyi Entertainment Company.

Jiang Futing adhered to the principle of prudence, and just replied to him lightly: It was given by a friend.

The other party didn't reply immediately, as if he was considering something.

After a short while, Jiang Futing received Lin Ziqing's reply: he will use his own equipment to receive it later.

A moment?

Jiang Futing's eyes condensed, he meant that he could get it done today.

Recalling that Lin Ziqing only replied to him the next day last time, he thought about it for a while, only that the amount of data was too large last time, and it was too time-consuming to sort it out.

What's more, Lin Ziqing was willing to agree to help him so happily, and he didn't have anything to think about anymore.

The waiting time was particularly long, and it was only half an hour before his documents were sent, but it seemed like several days had passed.

Jiang Futing casually swiped Weibo on the computer, the haunted heat of Huaxia International Hospital was still there after so long, and even many people inside the hospital said that they had seen ghosts or something.

Another person said that he worked in a hospital and was hospitalized in a cardiac surgery department

There was a patient who was a child, and he had a strange behavior, as if he had seen something terrible.

This person spoke vividly, just like the real thing, and many people who saw it believed it and frantically left messages under her floor.

For a while, this person's Weibo account was suddenly placed at the top of the topic because of the sharp increase in clicks and reply rates of the comment content.

Jiang Futing clicked directly into this person's account and looked at it, the number of fans is very small, the age of the account has been 5 years, and from time to time he will post some text thoughts and photos in life.

It doesn't look like a trumpet.

He slowly flipped down this person's account, the previous activity was average, and the account was known to everyone for the reason for the topic in the past two days, and the activity suddenly increased, and the only few thousand fans seemed to have risen in the past few days.

Jiang Futing kept looking through her account silently until she saw the life information of the previous three years.

One day, this person seemed to put a selfie out of mood reasons, although the skin has been polished and the face has been beautiful, the face still looks relatively immature, full of student flavor.

But Jiang Futing still vaguely recognized that this person was the skinny nurse stationed in Taiwan in the cardiothoracic surgery department of the inpatient department when he went to the hospital to see An An before.

The handsome eyebrows were raised, this little nurse suddenly became like this, and she was not afraid that the people in the hospital would find out and recognize her?

There are even many people who are curious about leaving messages on her Weibo, seeking the truth about psychiatrists doing cardiac surgery on the previous popularity.

But this nurse is quite patient, no matter whether the people on the Internet speak hard or not, she always replies seriously one by one with a good attitude.

Jiang Futing roughly scanned the content of the message, which was all insignificant information.

The phone on the side suddenly vibrated and trembled to the point that the slender knuckles of the mouse were waving.

Jiang Futing's eyes flickered for a moment, and he happened to meet the content of the text message that popped up: receiving.

He took out another mobile phone in his pocket, this mobile phone was specially used for anti-detection when it was used, and the video of Song Cheng being coerced and apologized by Zheng Qing was also stored in it, including the last time he received Lin Ziqing's return document.

Log in to the mailbox and receive the documents online.

Lin Ziqing sent a compressed package, the speed of transmission was very fast, the progress bar of the download was running fast, and when the file was halfway through, the mobile phone suddenly went black.

Jiang Futing's heart tightened, and he immediately pressed the button, and after seeing the progress, he breathed a sigh of relief, the documents were still receiving normally, and it should have been the normal screen off time just now.

The file quickly ran through the last bit of progress bar, just in case, Jiang Futing logged out of the mailbox after receiving it, and once again disconnected the mobile phone from contact with the outside world.

He locked his eyebrows and decompressed the file directly with his mobile phone, the compressed file was very large, and it took more than ten minutes to decompress it alone.

When Jiang Futing opened it again, Lin Ziqing set up a relatively simple encryption by himself, and it was successfully cracked in less than a minute, and then clicked in.

The amount of files inside

It's quite big, no less than the data when I looked at Jiang Chao's computer last night, and it was basically a charity relief project in the first quarter of this year.

Jiang Futing flipped through the aid materials of the Foundation's cardiology project in January, and the registration information in it was very similar to the registration method of the data that Jiang Futing read last night.

But there is no special mark like Jiang Chao, there are thousands of names, and two tables are simply classified according to the help fund and surgery, and the name is still an external link to the detailed information when clicked in.

He switched to the form of the list of surgeries, clicked on a random name, and filled out most of the information registration in the same format as he had seen it last night.

Except for a small note next to the name, in red font, very small: End.

Jiang Futing randomly clicked on other names, without exception, there will be a small "end" next to each name

This registration probably means that the rescue has been completed.

Some of the registered information extracted is the same as the one I saw yesterday, and the registration forms for some names are not particularly perfect, and occasionally a few are vague.

He clicked on a name again and quickly skimmed through the registration information from start to finish.

Just when he saw the specific description of his condition filled in below, he suddenly remembered something, and the ball on the mouse suddenly moved rapidly, and the information on the computer page was reversed and flipped up.

He silently looked at the photo of the child in the registration form, and suddenly felt a little familiar, the child in the photo was still a little bloody, with big eyes, a slightly collapsed nose, and a smile with raised eyebrows.

(End of chapter)