"Is everything okay over there, uncle?"
On the way to the People's Hospital, Ge Tingting asked anxiously.
At this moment, Group Nine was sitting in a van. Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng said they dominated the last row, while Lu Xiaohe and Ge Tingting sat in the middle row. There is only a lonely Huang Jin nesting in the passenger seat, exuding hatred for the whole world.
Since he was almost dragged to the other side, Huang Jin immediately asked for annual leave and took a day off. Ever since his "persistent love for Ding Lizi" was revealed to all his colleagues, this person wanted to spend all his vacations escaping from reality.
However, the case progressed too quickly, and Huang Jin's ostrich plan failed in one day.
"My dad's side is fine. I told him. Minister Li is not a person who would lie about this kind of thing. He said that my mother will be fine in a short time, so she will be fine."
After receiving Shi'an's explanation, Lu Xiaohe probably managed to fall asleep, and his haggard expression was finally gone.
"Our investigation of these abnormal cases is equivalent to investigating the source of pollution."
Ge Tingting nodded in understanding.
"According to the current intelligence of Shi'an, there has been a surge in murders recently, and they are more or less affected by those pollution sources - those small pendants are like sieves. Whenever they come into contact with them, those who meet the conditions will disappear, and those who are not will become 'pollution carriers' and become unconscious. Expand pollution.”
With a snap, the wooden sign of the spiritual weapon fell to the ground. It rolled back and forth on the stone bricks several times, fell onto the road, and was crushed to pieces by the wheels the next moment.
"I don't know." Huang Jin trembled and put away the spiritual weapon, "I just thought Yin Ren was annoying and I had to beat him up to be happy."
After working so hard for so long, the finished product is used in this kind of place. Ge Tingting felt like he would spend three years sharpening a sword after sinking, and then use it to cut pig grass.
"Thank you, Brother Yin, I understand." Shi'an's van stopped at a red light, and Ge Tingting couldn't help but look out the window.
Autumn has been getting heavier recently and the weather has turned cooler. Yin Ren was okay, he just added a black sweater to the T-shirt, and it was still as neat and casual as before, a very classic modern young man's outfit.
"Well, I have one more question."
Seeing that the atmosphere in the carriage was about to change from a quarrel between colleagues to a tragic story, the van stopped with a creaking sound near the hospital. Huang Jin was the first to jump out of the car and was almost hit by a group of passing students.
Yin Ren's relaxed expression froze on his face.
Before he could finish his words, evil energy suddenly surged around him, and a spell came from his head.
"My flesh figurines are special, can't they?" Yin Ren crossed his arms, "Look, the flesh figurine technique you used is the one I improved before."
But Zhong Cheng said that he was dressed upright in a high-collared white sweater, a light beige windbreaker, and a long light brown scarf, looking presentable. The glasses covered his dim eyes, and he looked gentle and harmless.
"Is there such a saying?" As a spiritual craftsman, his knowledge reserve was challenged, and Huang Jin finally couldn't hold it in any longer.
Huang Jin broke into a cold sweat and his chest heaved crazily. He seemed to have just woken up from sleep, and instinctively raised his eyes to look at Yin Ren, with confusion in his eyes: "I..."
The boys and girls were wearing school uniforms, with childish faces but not short stature. They came back from some activity and were scattered, running and jumping around. Huang Jin staggered when he was bumped into by several male students passing by, and almost sat on the side of the road.
Huang Jin looked at Zhong Cheng with complicated eyes for a while, then clicked his tongue very loudly.
"The Sinking Society has been prepared for so long just to increase the crime rate in Haigu City? But even if it makes people panic in Haigu City, what benefits will the Sinking Society get?"
"No, what you did just now is not like you. Let me tell you in detail what you were thinking at that time."
As for how to spread pollution evenly and cause a large number of people to lose control, the Sinking Society has also conducted similar research in Gengsheng Town. At that time, the townspeople in Gengsheng Town went crazy collectively, and the research of the Sinking Society seemed to be quite successful.
Yin Ren got out of the car and made a face at Huang Jin: "Okay, let's go and see your Ding Lizi. Maybe we can make it in time for lunch, and you two can be alone..."
She quickly deleted her question and typed a new question in the AI input box.
"Huang Jin, what's going on!" Lu Xiaohe was surprised.
"... My flesh figurines are precious, so keeping them warm is very necessary." Lord Ghost King glanced at his lover along the way and opened his mouth to talk nonsense.
Huang Jin was startled. He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became serious.
It was supposed to be a lively scene, but it sent chills down her spine.
"Since it's related to the case, I'll tell the truth."
There is no doubt that the Sinking Society is cooperating with Yuanwu on the other side. He would remember to ask Mr. Nale these questions before he started the meal.
No, she probably knew why.
How exactly is the sinking done
Whether the aura of those little things is strong or not is difficult to search. Judging from the current sharp increase in the crime rate in Haigu City, their pollution capabilities are not bad. The Sinking Society has been repeatedly frustrated by Shi'an recently, and Ge Tingting really can't understand why it showed such a strict hand now.
"What's wrong with you?" Ge Tingting looked unhappy.
Ge Tingting carefully edited the question in the input box. When it came time to send, her fingertips hung on the "Send" button and she delayed pressing it.
Yin Ren also looked at the flow of people on the street with a relaxed tone.
"No, no, no, I don't really mean to hurt you! If you stand and let me hit you, I can't kill you!" Seeing Yin Ren's serious look, Huang Jin thought of this person's identity again, and his scalp felt numb. .
The weather is nice today and the streets are bustling with people. The cars on the road flashed and reflected, and the passing subway rumbled. Children's necks, students' schoolbags, adults' keychains or handbags, and various small blessing decorations dangle.
The technique itself was not strong, so Yin Ren defended it casually, and then frowned - the source of the technique was clearly the wooden spiritual weapon in Huang Jin's hand.
The Sinking Society has undoubtedly conducted many experiments on how to infect living people and stimulate abilities. Now her "little accomplice" Feng Qi is still staying in Shi'an and has to have his body checked once a week, lest the original source of pollution leave bad consequences.
"That's what we're going to find out."
Ge Tingting pondered for a moment and then added a question very honestly.
"And I like this scarf very much." Zhong Cheng said, his hand naturally covering the back of Yin Ren's hand, "This is the scarf we picked together."
"It's not too cold today, why do you want to put a scarf on the figurine? Is there anything special about it?"
Yin Ren in the back row patiently added.
"Oh, let's hear it." Yin Ren took a step closer, his face expressionless.
Huang Jin looked up at the sky, his tone decisive.
"Just now I thought, even if Zhong Cheng said no more, even if you create another evil substitute, there is no need to show off your affection in front of everyone. I am very careful with Ding Lizi, but you are so casual... Forget it, I don't I can’t tell you. Just when you were talking, I suddenly didn’t like you and wanted to let out a sigh of relief.”
"Hmm." Yin Ren didn't get angry. He responded seriously and turned to look at the group of junior high school students who were running away. The sunshine is just right, and the loose school uniforms wrap the backs of the teenagers. This should be a scene full of youthful vitality.
But he felt a faint chill.
"Zhang Hejun, thirteen years old, Class 3, Grade 1, Junior High School, Haigu City. This girl has congenital heart disease. She was my patient before and stayed in the hospital for a year."
Outside the ward, Sun Qian drank a bottle of Red Bull and sighed heavily.
"She was recovering well before, and her parents were discussing letting her go back to school... She had only been back for a few months when something like this happened. Her parents were heartbroken."
In the ward, Zhang Hejun was still sleeping. According to the account given by the police, she was sober for a period of time and successfully left a description of the case. But then she became very lethargic, and now she was sleeping soundly, and the nurse wouldn't let anyone see her.
"How is Zhang Hejun's condition?" Yin Ren looked at the closed door of the ward.
"It's not that good. She was buried for a long time and almost couldn't be saved. Her physical condition is not good, and her brain was deprived of oxygen for too long. It would be a miracle if she could wake up... As for the sequelae, it's hard to say. Anyway, she is now There must be something wrong with the brain."
Speaking of this, Sun Qian's delicate face was a little distorted.
"Those kids are really crazy, they are capable of doing this kind of thing. There was no warning at all before, and when something happened, it was far beyond the level of school violence. It makes no sense at all."
"...Yes, but we can't do anything to them. The kids who took action were only twelve years old at most."
Officer Sun, who was wearing plainclothes, carried a bag of drinks and approached the crowd.
"Dad!" Sun Qian'an frowned and finally showed a little smile. Officer Sun took out a can of hot juice and put it on Sun Qian's cheek.
But when he turned to the ninth group and his group, his expression became serious again. "I've given you the basic information, and you must have read it. This case is a bit sensational, but the motive is actually very simple. I talked to the 'prisoners' again in the morning, and the matter is no different from what Zhang Hejun said."
Yin Ren nodded.
Before coming, Lu Xiaohe also sorted out the case information. They are no longer newbies in knowledge security, and everyone can memorize information backwards and forwards.
Zhang Hejun returned to school after being hospitalized for a year, and her classmates were essentially one year younger than her. In addition, Zhang Hejun has a quiet personality and has not been able to make good friends for a long time, making him seem a bit withdrawn.
However, according to the teachers, it had only been a few months since school started, and she had been alone before, with no signs of being bullied by anyone.
"According to the current report, the problem lies with the popular "Song of the Thousand Seas"." Lu Xiaohe took over Officer Sun's words, "Are you sure there is no other motive?"
Officer Sun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Although it is very bizarre, it really doesn't exist anymore. You are young, have any of you seen that thing?"
The five people in the nine groups shook their heads in unison. Zhong Cheng said that he had just shook his head halfway, remembered his identity, and stopped his movements quickly. Then he looked at Yin Ren with confusion - this person even watched "Tom and Jerry" with gusto. He thought that Lord Ghost King had already watched all the popular audio and video works.
"I have an impression of it, 3D animation, right? It has almost a thousand episodes, and the story is a bit childish, so I haven't watched it. But I often see its event promotions, and it seems to be quite popular recently."
Yin Ren struggled to recall the major video websites.
Officer Sun sighed: "Forget it, the work itself is not important. The thing is the same as the report, because Zhang Hejun has not read this and said the wrong thing, and the group of children who attacked her believed that she insulted a certain character in it - this is the only one. motivation."
Despite being mentally prepared, except for Zhong Cheng, the faces of the nine groups were still distorted in their own way.
The reason was childish, but it almost cost him a life.
"Uncle Sun, this case should be closed, why do you still need to ask Shi'an for help?" Yin Ren flipped through the report document on his mobile phone, "Even if there are metaphysical items at play in this matter, as long as Shi'an's identification is completed, the process will be over. "
Officer Sun's mouth twitched a few times: "That's the problem. Come with me... Girl, go ahead and do whatever you need to do. Dad has to work."
"Okay, I'm right here. If Zhang Hejun wakes up, I will contact you as soon as possible."
Sun Qian drank the hot juice in one gulp and waved to everyone.
Within five minutes, the group was taken to a ward in the special ward for Shi'an.
Officer Sun sighed and knocked on the door twice: "I brought someone in -"
"Come in, come in!" A familiar and desperate voice came from the door.
Yin Ren raised his eyebrows and followed Officer Sun into the ward.
His steps were a little too big, and as soon as he entered the ward, he heard a muffled sound. If it weren't for Zhong Cheng's quick support, the door would have been almost buried by the crumbling cardboard wall.
Countless moving cardboard boxes filled up most of the space, almost reaching the ceiling. They were perfectly sealed and had long numbers written on them. The other half of the boxes were left open and piled haphazardly against the wall. The two complement each other and together form a jungle of cardboard boxes.
And in the gap in this jungle of cardboard boxes, Liang Shan locked her laptop in her arms and typed with a grimace on her face. On one side, two security appraisers looked numb and were placing various knickknacks into cardboard boxes—
Acrylic keychains, gel pens, erasers, pen cases, notebooks... basically all the student stationery and toys you can think of are available. Yin Ren grabbed a note pad and barely recognized the characters in "Song of the Thousand Seas". He picked at it for a while, and then grabbed the notebook with acrylic peripheral items from another work hanging on it.
Feeling the familiar aura on these objects, Yin Ren's expression became numb. Huang Liang swayed doubtfully on his mobile phone pendant, and managed to hold back the chirping sound.
"What are these boxes?" Finally, the unlucky Dan Huangjin asked the fatal question.
"Source of pollution."
Liang Shan, who was typing furiously on the keyboard, raised his head, his eyes filled with fatigue that could lead to sudden death at any moment.
"The contents in these boxes are all the pollution sources found in Haigu City Junior High School... just like fucking cockroaches. No matter how many we collect, we can't collect them completely, and we can't find the source."
Seeing this spectacular sight like a wholesale market for pollution sources, Huang Jindeng took two steps back. If Ge Tingting hadn't blocked the door intentionally or unintentionally, this person would have walked out all the way.
The ordinary cardboard box suddenly had a terrifying shadow, and there was an indescribable smell in the air. There were at least a thousand items in these boxes. Even though Shi'an had handled them, the hair on Huang's neck still stood up under the subtle pressure.
"They are all sources of pollution." He murmured as he looked at the boxes piled up in half the ward.
"I don't know what kind of pollution is not pollution, but there is something wrong with those little girls, so Xiaoliang asked for a blanket screening... Well, this is just the result of this morning's screening."
Officer Sun wiped his face in pain.
"There have been a lot of things in Haigu City Middle School recently, but the murder case has come to my side. The school has suppressed a lot of things, and the remaining ones are enough to drive my colleagues in the department next door crazy. Anyway, I called you here, That’s the situation.”
Yin Ren: "..."
He wanted to take advantage of the investigation to get in touch with more sources of pollution in order to look for clues about Mr. Le.
The problem is that this is too much!
At the same time, Zhang Hejun was in the ward.
The little girl opened her heavy eyelids and looked at the ceiling. Sun Qian found a chair and sat aside: "He Jun, how do you feel?"
"...Sister Sun." Zhang Hejun's eyes moved, sliding down the hose from the infusion bottle, and stopping on the back of the hand holding the needle. When she raised her eyes again, her eyes were a little red, "Sister Sun..."
"I'm here." Sun Qian smiled and said softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a vibration in Sun Qian's pocket. Zhang Hejun opened her eyes in surprise—she had heard that mobile phones were not allowed to be used in this kind of ward in principle.
However, Sun Qian'an took out her mobile phone as if nothing was wrong. She stood up, turned her back to Zhang Hejun, and her voice became deeper and gentler: "Didn't I tell you not to use this number to contact me casually?"
"There are people in the hospital who are aware of safety. I think... ahem, I want to choose a safer way. 'Disgusted' died in an unclear way, and you also know the attitude of 'Sad'... No matter how careful I am now, I don't care. Go ahead.”
"..." Sun Qian didn't reply for a long time. After a while, she sighed, "Okay, what do you want to say?"
"How are your preparations going? Who did Shi'an send here?"
The male voice on the other end of the phone asked earnestly and humbly.
"Everything is normal. Shi'an has sent out the ninth special team that has just been promoted to the second level."
"Class B..."
"Don't underestimate the Nine Groups. They are more or less involved in everything related to the current plan. As you just said, you can never be too careful... Only by playing a long game can you catch big fish." Her voice became louder. Her hair was soft and soft, and she actually showed some motherly warmth.
"I, ahem, I understand, I understand..."
"Don't call again. This method is not as safe as you think. Be careful."
After saying that, Sun Qian hung up the phone. She then snapped her fingers at the indoor camera and then turned around.
The two looked at each other quietly.
Zhang Hejun sat upright on the hospital bed, with turbid white in the depths of his pupils.
"It's really disturbing." Sun Qian sat back in his chair and resumed his previous posture.
"I'll have to remind him in person next time."
Zhang Hejun opened his mouth and continued in exactly the same tone.
"... He Jun, how do you feel?" The next second, Sun Qian's tone became lighter, "Your classmates came to see you just now and left a lot of flowers. You can get a vase to put them in."
"Sister, there is no need to comfort me."
Zhang Hejun smiled weakly.
"Everyone is unfamiliar with it. It must be the teacher's request."
Her eyes glanced at the mobile phone in Sun Qian's pocket, and a trance flashed in her eyes.
(End of chapter)