Chapter 437: Relevance

The red-clothed case has not had time to be investigated clearly, but on the other side, bad news has come again.

When the police arrived at the other three businesses, they did find three other underground research institutes underneath the office buildings.

However, the situation of those institutes is not much different from what we find under the culture of prosperity, and what is studied in them does not deal with the essence of the Indoctrination Field Project, nor does it find any high-level officials within the Yu Group. As for Huahua's whereabouts, there is still no way to know.

Yu Yinghao is really an old fox, I guess either he heard the wind and transferred the important members of the institute in advance. Either that, the institutes are just a façade to mislead the police in the direction of the investigation.

Since the separation of the "Fushun Restaurant" in Jing'an Port City, Yu Yinghao has become a ghost in the top of the Yu Group, disappearing from this world without a trace. I have contacted all my colleagues in the police circle, Xu Fugui, Lu Yuan and even Liu Hao, all of whom have launched their own relationships, but no matter where they are, they have not been able to hear a single bit of information about those guys.

Could it be that they really disappeared from this world out of thin air?

However, the appearance of Tang Yirou and Jiang Sheng and others in the Black Gold City made me firmly believe in my conjecture.

Unlike us, Tang Yirou had worked under Yu Yinghao, so she knew the old fox's style. Coupled with Tang Yirou's revenge action, if she wasn't 100% sure, she wouldn't have kept her goal focused on the Black Gold Market.

The emergence of these external factors made me firmly believe that Yu Yinghao and others were indeed hiding in this city. It's just, where are they hiding with Huahua?

This time, I made a difficulty, both cases fell into a bottleneck, and in a short period of time, there was no way to find any breakthrough.

After discussing countermeasures at the police station for a while, Lu Yuan and I were ready to return to the hotel to rest, and wait until there was a new breakthrough on the technical team's side before taking new actions.

On the way back, Lu Yuan asked me several times about my physical condition, whether I felt any discomfort, and so on.

It seems that the situation in my underground research institute when he was sick did scare Lu Yuan enough.

Before that, the potion had been attacked three times, and my body had suffered three times. That said, it is gratifying to know that I survived these three times with a stubborn will, and I was not forced to inject the drug called TB9567 because of the pain.

"For the time being, there hasn't been any discomfort yet!" I let out a sigh of relief and said slowly to him: "The female researcher said that the other party has reduced the concentration of "bath salts" in the potion, which should reduce the destructive power of the potion's nerves, and it is estimated that if you endure it once or twice, you should be able to completely get rid of this torture." ”

After a moment of silence, Lu Yuan looked at me worriedly: "You... Are you sure? When I was working undercover in the gang, I met those "addicts", and I understood how uncomfortable that kind of addiction was. Otherwise, let's rest for a while and continue after we've completely quit. ”

"Forget it!" I smiled wryly for a while, waved my hand, and took the opportunity to refuse Lu Yuan's kindness.

"There's no time to rub it out anymore, now every second counts in this situation, and even the time to sleep is cut out! What's more, that kind of medicine is newly made, and even the specific ingredients are not clear, and one injection can make people addicted so badly that even if it is a drug rehabilitation center, it is estimated that there is no way to do it. "I looked at the crowd in the distance waiting to go to work on both sides of the zebra crossing, and I had mixed feelings.

If I hadn't gone through the Correctional Field experiments, if my parents hadn't been researchers in the Correctional Field Project, maybe my life would have been like theirs, 3:19 to 5.

However, because of Yu Yinghao's ambition and because of this so-called indoctrination field plan, the fate of too many people has changed, some people have been innocently killed, some people have been "cultivated" to become murderous demons, and some people have fallen into madness because of hatred.

Sometimes, I wonder if right and wrong, right and wrong, really matter that much. And human life is so fragile in the face of these choices.

In the eyes of the police, the two forces of Yu Yinghao and Tang Yirou are completely evil, and what we have to do is to do everything we can to stop them from acting in the future. In the respective perspectives of Yu Yinghao and Tang Yirou, the right and wrong seen are completely different.

After going through so much, I was also confused. I can't tell what is right and wrong, and what is the right choice.

Now, the only thing I can do is to follow my original ideas, resist the heavy responsibility entrusted to me by the deceased, and completely destroy the Indoctrination Ground Project.

This is not only a promise to the deceased, but also an explanation of myself.

Fate is really interesting stuff, everything that happened was caused by the Black Gold Case, and now, it looks like it's going to end all this in the Black Gold Market. I really hope that after everything is over, I can have a good talk with Yu Yinghao and Tang Yirou, but this day seems to never come.

After returning to the hotel, I learned that Xiaoxue had gone to Lin Jie's side again.

So many things have happened, even Xiaoxue can't stay in the hotel with peace of mind, but it's okay, with her with Lin Jie, I can rest assured.

After a few brief explanations with Lu Yuan, I went back to my room to rest.

Now, all the clues have broken points, and the only breakthrough that appears appears in Liu Meiqin's murder case.

I firmly believe that these things that happened in the black gold market were connected with each other before, but for a while, I couldn't understand the relationship contained in them.

As long as one of the links can be solved, the remaining cases may also be solved, and the two murders of Li Jing and Liu Meiqin may become a breakthrough for us in the future.

When I got back to the hotel, I washed up and fell asleep.

The wound on the back has almost healed, but when I was in the underground research institute, I accidentally made a few wounds, and in order to prevent further ulceration and inflammation of the wounds, it was necessary to treat them simply with iodine.

In the days when Xiaoxue was away, these things could only be done by herself, and when I thought about it, I really felt a little sorry for myself.

I looked at my devastated back in my glasses, and then at the slightly red and swollen shoulder joint near my right shoulder, and I suddenly felt uncomfortable. I simply rested for a while, and when I woke up, I would find a way to come and help.

After a whole day of running outside, I had already choked my devastated body, and I just lay down on the soft bed, and it didn't take long for me to pass out.

I didn't know how long it had been since I slept so darkly, but when I gradually regained consciousness, I only felt that my throat was very thirsty, and I quickly got up to find water to drink.

As soon as I got out of bed and walked two steps, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

At first, I didn't pay much attention to it, but it wasn't until I picked up the glass of water on the table that I suddenly understood where the weird feeling came from.

The cup contained half a cup of hot water, and the scorching temperature gradually spread throughout the body along the walls of the cup, instantly awakening every cell in my body. The brain, which was still groggy, instantly began to think quickly.

To be honest, I don't remember if I poured hot water into the cup, even if I did.

But after entering the house, I fell asleep for at least five hours, and for five hours, the cup of hot water should be cold anyway. Could it be that while I was asleep, someone took the opportunity to enter the house and fill the cup for me?

Cold sweat unconsciously overflowed down my back, not only this water glass, but I was surprised to find that my back was also wrapped in gauze. The originally mottled wound was wrapped just right.

I quickly called Xiaoxue and Lu Yuan to confirm the situation, but after listening to the call, both of them said that they had not come to my room.

The door was still tightly closed, and for safety reasons, I had fastened the burglar lock on the inside of the door when I was asleep, and the lock had not been opened. But in this way, there is no way to explain the strange situation that happened.

In an instant, a bunch of fine beads of sweat overflowed my back, and I didn't understand who could do this kind of thing.

What is the intention of this man to bandage my wounds and pour water for me? Is it just trying to take care of me? If that's the case, wouldn't it be okay to come in generously, so why bother being so sneaky.

The strange feeling in my heart intensified, and although this hotel was next to the city office, it was no longer safe.

I put on my clothes and prepared to go out to retrieve the surveillance footage, but as soon as I opened the door, I only heard a "pop", and a neatly wrapped envelope landed right in front of me.

The envelope was sandwiched between the cracks in the door, and when I opened the door, it fell straight down and fell in front of me.

Was it the mysterious person who entered my room who stayed here on purpose? What does the other person want to tell me about this letter? I didn't dare to think about it, so in order to prevent the clue from being destroyed, I took the opportunity to put on rubber gloves and carefully opened the letter with a letter opener.

Surprisingly, there were no letters in the huge envelope, just a stack of newspaper clippings folded up.

These newspaper clippings should have been carefully edited from old newspapers, and because of time, the newspapers have become a little sallow, revealing the traces of time.

I wore rubber gloves and arranged all the clippings on the table one by one, and when I could read the contents of the clippings completely, I gasped unconsciously.

The contents recorded in these newspaper clippings are all related to the black gold case that happened half a year ago!