The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't control my curiosity, gritted my teeth and took out my mobile phone to call Dai Furong, I had to find out his situation as soon as possible, at least today, I had to figure it out, I couldn't almost lose my life and I don't know why.

But his phone is still off.

I held the mobile phone, and I couldn't help but worry about the safety of Furong on behalf of him, he didn't know martial arts, his body was thin and thin, he was completely weak, and he had no chance of winning a conflict with anyone, and he felt that even a fifteen or sixteen-year-old hairy child could knock him down with one punch.

But I don't know where he is now, and it's impossible to save him, so it's superfluous to worry, so after I settled down, I sent him a text message, and the content was only a smiley face symbol, indicating that the task was successfully completed. I thought that the only thing I could do now was this, if I couldn't contact him after 24 hours, I would report him missing and let the police find him.

At this point, I suddenly found that I was becoming more and more afraid of making things bigger, just afraid that someone would deliberately suppress them to prevent them from making things bigger.

After sending the text message, I didn't care about the thirty-seven-twenty or twenty, and quickly and recklessly tore the black plastic bag and took out the contents inside.

It is a hard-sided manuscript, with a very outdated pattern printed on the cover, and several white cranes of different shapes under the welcome pine, the kind that was popular in the early nineties, and when you open it, the paper inside is old and yellow, wrinkled, and a little dirty.

I flipped through it hastily, it seemed to be an account book, and I remembered a lot of names and numbers, but I remembered that it was disorganized and I couldn't find the pattern, so I felt that it was not an account book. In addition to the names and numbers, there are some place names, most of which I have not heard of, but there are also I know, such as Hujia Village, Xiaofeng Township, Xikou Village, Tongli Township, and Mulberry Bay, Rainbow Township, although I have not been to these places, I have seen them on the map of the province. In addition to these, there are a few pages of clumsy, non-artistic stick figures, sun, moon, stars, etc., which are not illustrations, but rather symbols that represent a specific meaning. Some page numbers are blank, others have only a few words on them, which may be names or numbers. There is a page in the middle that has no substantive content, only messy lines, as if in an extremely irritable mood to take a pen and scribble madly in a notebook, the pen is too heavy, scratching several pages, and the broken pages are not remembered at all, and then the content starts again.

It wasn't until I saw the name of the herb recorded in the notebook that I realized that this thing was very close to me, and there might even be some kind of secret relationship, and then I suddenly remembered what Dai Furong said when she asked me on the phone to help me get this notebook.

He said that when the things were fetched, he had something important to tell me.

I guess what Dai Furong is going to say to me is probably related to the content recorded in this book. Because before he went to Liangbao City, in my house, on this sofa, I told him about some special herbs and their medicinal properties that are not known to ordinary people, and a few of the things I talked about are recorded in this book, such as Wushu vine and ghost eye grass.

However, only the name of the drug is recorded here, and there is no specific description of the efficacy and side effects.

In addition to the herbs, there are some things that surprised me.

Two addresses and names.

One of the pages reads: Jiang Cheng, Chen Jiawu, Chen Qiaobin.

There is another page that reads: Room 302, Building 4, Old Dormitory, Chemical Factory, No. 3 Baobao Road, Yang Xiaoyan.

Chen Jiawu's page uses a normal-sized font, and the pen is even, so it can be seen that it is written in a state of emotional stability. And the page of the old dormitory of the chemical factory is in a particularly large font.,Just an address and a name occupy a whole page.,And the pen is very heavy.,Poke the back three pages.,Even so,The owner of the book still feels that it's not enough.,And use a red pen to draw two straight lines under the entire address and name.,Three exclamation points.。

It looks shocking, and no matter how you look at it, you can feel that there is a huge meaning or value behind the address and name.

This is the last content in the book.,There are more than a dozen pages behind it that are blank.,No content.,After the owner's record of the book arrived at the address of the old dormitory of the chemical plant,,It stopped abruptly.。 Room 302 of Building 4 is the room I saw in the telescope a few hours ago, and it can be inferred that the woman who lives in it must be Yang Xiaoyan.

Yang Xiaoyan secretly raised a terrifying monster in the abandoned old building.

What exactly is the relationship between Daifurong and that woman and that monster?

Also, who is Chen Qiaobin from Chen Jiawu? Is that the Uncle Chen I know? I don't know Uncle Chen's name all along, I only know that he may live in a village called Chenjiawu in Jiangcheng, so considering all the factors recently, it is not impossible that his full name is Chen Qiaobin.

What does that generation of Fleur have to do with him? Does he know him? Or is it investigating him? Or is there some other reason?

I was a little crazy, and picked up my mobile phone to call Fleur's phone, the mechanical shutdown prompt sound from the other end made me even more crazy, and I looked up and saw Xiaohai standing on the stairs staring at me gloomily, and the expression condensed like a ghost under the dim light, I couldn't help but be more annoyed, grabbed a pillow and smashed it over, and scolded hatefully: "So you have nothing to do with me!" ”

She grabbed the pillow and walked back to the sofa, scratched my eyes again, didn't speak, silently made a cup of strong tea for me, bent down and glanced at the book in my hand at the same time, and went back upstairs without a sound, stepping very hard.

I drank most of the cup of tea before I suddenly realized something, and quickly looked at the notebook, the page that was spread out happened to be the place where "Jiangcheng, Chen Jiawu, Chen Qiaobin" was written, and I was so annoyed that I wanted to slap myself, Xiaohai was looking for Chen Jiawu, and now when I see this, my determination must be getting bigger and bigger, and it is absolutely impossible to put her outside the incident.

I got up again and went to the bathroom to rinse my face with cold water, then coiled my hair up, applied a lot of oil essence to my temples, vacated my head for a while, and then went back to the couch to re-read the contents of the book as calmly and objectively as possible.

Judging from the handwriting, although sometimes the strokes are very serious, and sometimes the dragon and phoenix dance are very sloppy, the details show that the entire content of the book is written by the same person from beginning to end. If handwriting can really show a person's character, then this person's personality should be hard, cold, knife-sharp, extremely stubborn, a little neurotic, incoherent, and very emotional, often falling into frenzy, to put it mildly, it is simply a perverted murderer's character.

It's not like Dai Fleur's character.

Although I don't have much direct contact with Dai Furong, I still know a little bit about him, he is indeed a little neurotic, but the whole temperament is weak and feminine, and sometimes he wavers on a certain idea. The last time I went to his unit, I saw his desk, everything was placed or stacked according to certain rules, clean and neat, indicating that he handled affairs in an orderly manner. We also experienced some investigation and participation on the periphery of the "Hand of God" together, and we didn't feel that he was emotional.

So it's basically certain that the book in my hand isn't his own, he got it from somewhere else.

That is to say, he may have accidentally gotten this book because of something he checked, and the content in it happened to be related to the thing he checked, so it was particularly important to him, even if he expected that there was danger, he still asked me to take it out. I'm afraid he also saw the address of the old dormitory of the chemical factory at No. 3 Baobao Road in the book, and wanted to know who Yang Xiaoyan was and what it had to do with the incident, so he went to the opposite building to get an abandoned room and set up a telescope to peep.

There are a lot of names recorded in the book, many, many, and more than two hundred, some names have phone numbers behind them, some names have addresses in front of them, some names are boxed, some are circled with pens of other colors, some names are marked with question marks next to them, and some remarks are a few simple words, as if they are abbreviations of the unit or abbreviations of some research fields, for example, there is a name called "Shen Jianqing", which is written "gene therapy engineering".

I was stunned, picked up the notebook and ran to the second floor, ran into the study, opened the computer to search, first searched for "Shen Jianqing + gene therapy" as a keyword, but did not get corresponding or related results; Just simplify the keyword, search for "Shen Jianqing", and thousands of pages of results appear, but none of them seem to be related to genes; Then modify the keyword and search for "gene therapy engineering".

This time, there are many related pages, including introductions, papers, news and advertisements, and to put it simply, a bunch of scientists, biologists, geneticists, and pharmacologists are trying to crack the genetic code and modify genes to treat hereditary diseases, including hereditary schizophrenia.

It is also a very esoteric knowledge, and it is related to the main event, Lou Mingjiang is also a researcher of biological genetic engineering, and if there is a chance, I should ask him about this person named Shen Jianqing.

There is also a name called "Qin Haoran" with a note of "microbial flora" behind it, and I also searched with the method just now, and there seems to be no very relevant information.

Then I just sat down, typed all the names and addresses in the book into the search engine one by one, got a lot of useful and useless information, picked and copied into the document for saving, and planned to wait for the empty time to slowly filter.

There is basically no eye-catching content, and I can't help but wonder if the Internet is reliable, and there must be many things that have been deleted or erased due to the supervision and control of relevant departments. Previously, Google withdrew from the mainland, and legend has it that it was largely dissatisfied with the mandatory enforcement of search results.

As I looked it up, a term that was far away from me suddenly popped up in my head.

Deep Web.

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