The 349th floor is different from most floors in the "living area", and the rooms are not so densely built, or even sparse.
Jiang Baimian just got out of the elevator, and what he saw was a small square.
There are flower beds filled with soil in the middle of the square, which are planted with green plants of different shapes.
The light sprinkled on the ceiling in this area is closer to the natural light on the surface, not the common fluorescent light.
Jiang Baimian glanced at the different flowers that were withering or blooming, turned into the street on the left, and entered No. 12, District C.
After this entry, there is a living room with sofas, coffee tables, chairs, radios and other things. The living room is to the left, and where it is connected to the kitchen, there is a dining room.
Further down the living room are more rooms.
At this time, a half-century old man was sitting on a reclining chair by the window, looking through the books in his hand by the light of the street lamps outside.
The old man's black hair is still very thick, just mixed with some silver threads.
His eyebrows are like swords and his eyes are big. If he goes back a few decades, he will definitely be a handsome guy no worse than the genetically modified generation.
Jiang Baimian glanced at the old man, frowned slightly, and pressed the switch on the wall beside the door.
Snapped!
The lights in the house are on, and it is like daylight here.
"Dad, why don't you turn on the lights?" Jiang Baimian blamed with concern.
Jiang Wenfeng lowered the book in his hand and said with a smile:
"The street lights are so bright, why turn them on again
"To know how to save energy, think when I was young..."
Jiang Baimian hurriedly raised his hand and touched his ear:
"Ah, Dad, what are you talking about
"Anyway, take care to protect your eyes!"
Jiang Wenfeng wore black clothes with pockets on both sides of his chest, put down the book in his hand, and stood up.
"Your ears are even bigger than before your grandfather died!" He deliberately walked to Jiang Baimian and said loudly, "Don't hurry up and have an operation to implant a biological cochlea, the effect is at least three times better than your current one. !"
Jiang Baimian opened his mouth and said with a dry smile:
"Am I afraid of surgery
"It's enough if you can use it alive."
"What's there to be afraid of?" Jiang Wenfeng said what he had repeated many times. "When you did genetic modification and transplanted biological prosthetics, weren't you afraid?"
Jiang Baimian was amused and helplessly argued:
"I was in a coma at the time, how do I know if I'm afraid?"
"Don't you also need anesthesia for surgery?" Jiang Wenfeng felt more and more that his little daughter would not let him worry.
Jiang Baimian was silent for a few seconds, then pursed his lips and said:
"I'm just afraid of the feeling that I can't control anything and it's like dying."
Without waiting for Jiang Wenfeng to say anything, she quickly looked around:
"Where's Mom?"
"The company sent two boxes of apples, and she took one to your brother's house." Jiang Wenfeng replied helplessly.
"Oh." Jiang Baimian pretended to be surprised, "Do you want me to help you peel an apple?"
"No, it's not long after dinner." Jiang Wenfeng shook his head.
Jiang Baimian immediately pointed to the study:
"I use your computer."
"Go, go." Jiang Wenfeng looked disgusted.
Jiang Baimian walked briskly into the study, opened his father's computer, and logged into his company's internal account.
A local area network is built inside "Pangaeon".
People with computers and permissions can log in, browse some public news, and deal with affairs within the corresponding level.
Of course, the content that people with different permissions can see and the functions they can use are definitely different, and even logging in in different places will have different restrictions.
For the vast majority of employees of "Pangu Biology", computers are a rare thing that can only be seen in the workplace, and the number is also small.
With the help of his father's account, Jiang Baimian looked at various low-level content one by one in chronological order.
She wasn't impatient, just like she usually browses.
The above news is much richer and more in-depth than the whole point news.
Finally, Jiang Baimian saw a title:
"Routine Investigation Report on the Death of D8 Employee Wang Yafei"
Jiang Baimian immediately clicked in and read it carefully:
"...One hour before and after, the elevator monitoring did not find any outsiders who did not belong to the floor where the incident occurred...
"... Several employees confirmed that no one was close to Wang Yafei at that time...
“… autopsy revealed sudden cardiac death…
"Conclusion: Exclude homicide and deal with natural death."
Jiang Baimian nodded slightly and silently sighed:
"The company's various systems are still very mature..."
This shows that after the establishment of the company, it has certain experience in preventing the destruction of various factors, including the awakened ones.
Jiang Baimian didn't stay on the current page too much, quickly closed it, and turned to browse other content.
After reading a lot of irrelevant things, she entered the medical section and looked up all kinds of health care knowledge.
During this process, she searched casually:
"Sudden cardiac death cases in the last five years."
Soon, the results showed that the overall probability was within the normal range.
Jiang Baimian looked down record by record, his eyebrows moved suddenly.
In the past year, there have been two sudden cardiac deaths on the 478th floor.
The 478th floor is the floor where Wang Yafei served as the director of the "material supply market", and it is also the place where he died suddenly.
He is the second case.
In terms of population ratio, such an incidence rate is not too high, which is completely acceptable, but in the eyes of Jiang Baimian, who is holding speculation, it seems very suspicious.
Going further back in the record, the incidence of sudden cardiac death in the 478th floor has returned to normal, one case per year, or none.
Jiang Baimian closed the page and started browsing other content.
However, her eyes were a little out of focus.
"This means that the awakened person is a resident of the 478th floor? And it was only awakened in the last year
"From a psychological point of view, it is difficult for a person to gain such a powerful power without giving it a try... There is a high probability of revenge on the target he hates...
"Furthermore, this also explains why the 'Rite of Life' sect wanted to execute Wang Yafei this time... It stands to reason that every time, er, trouble sharing meeting, there will always be members who accuse who and who, but before Shang Jian Yao did not I've seen someone die because of this...
"It is precisely because Wang Yafei works on the floor where there is an awakened member of the sect, and he can operate it well without leaving clues and being discovered by the company, so the 'Rite of Life' sect decided to implement divine punishment this time, letting 495 Are the believers of the stratum more reverent, more devout and obedient
"Then what happened to Shen Du's infection with 'wuxin disease'
"There is such a convenient way, why let the Awakened kill Wang Yafei? Wouldn't it be better to let him also contract the 'innocence'? This will be more concealed and the effect will be better.
"Could it be that it's not 'no heart disease', but a similar symptom caused by a certain ability of the awakened?"
Thoughts in Jiang Baimian's mind rolled back and forth, but on the surface, he continued to browse calmly.
…
At more than five in the morning, Shang Jianyao woke up with a slight knock on the door.
This time, instead of brushing his teeth, he just washed his face with cold water to refresh himself.
Then, he put on the dark green thick cotton coat of the same style as Shen Du, took a clumsy flashlight, went out the door, and walked towards Area A.
As he walked, he looked up at the ceiling.
There's a flashing red dot there, representing a surveillance camera.
Many employees believe that, except for a few key areas, most of the surveillance cameras should have been damaged and cannot be used. They are just posing in that place to shock everyone. Before meeting Yao, I heard Jiang Baimian talk about monitoring surveillance, and I felt still There should be more cameras at play than expected.
He suddenly raised his arm and flashed the camera with a flashlight.
Then, he leaned close to the wall and entered a blind spot.
It didn't take long for Shang Jianyao to arrive at Li Zhen's house in Area A.
After checking the code according to the procedure, he entered the room and found a seat to sit down.
Unlike usual, at this gathering, everyone seemed to be very depressed. Before the "leader" Ren Jie came out, no one spoke, no one chatted, and they didn't know what they were thinking.
Here, Jian Xin and Zhuo Zhengyuan changed their sitting positions from time to time, which seemed very unstable.
Finally, the "leader" Ren Jie came out of the inner room and walked between the wardrobe, the cupboard and the big bed.
She looked around and said with a serious expression:
"Today we called everyone to gather, there is one thing to report."
While speaking, her body trembled slightly, as if she was afraid of something, but her face showed a frenzy look.
After a pause, Ren Jie said in a deep voice:
"Shen Du wants to betray the sect, but he has already been punished by God."