"... You prepare two million in cash, and I'll go find someone to see if I can get you some." The drunk young man said with a smile, rolling his eyes, and he didn't look like he was drunk. Instead, he took medicine.
The fat man who called himself "Master Zeng" smiled and bowed quickly, "Then I'm going to prepare it. When can you get it?"
"Just wait, I'll give you a letter in two days." The young man burped, took out his cell phone, and called his cousin. While waving goodbye to Mr. Zeng, he drunkenly said: "Sister , my brother is hosting today to celebrate your success in the interview, come on, come to Room 518 on the top floor of Fulinmen, let’s see you there!”
The cousin on the other side of the phone was Feng Yixi. She had a very successful interview today. Her heart was beating fast when she thought of He Zhichu, a 28-year-old returnee professor from the Department of Law of University B, who was so handsome and graceful. She wanted to jump for joy and share her joy and pride with everyone.
"Cousin, do you really want to celebrate me?"
"Of course, you are my cousin. What is the relationship between us brother and sister? Come on! You will know when you come. There is a huge surprise!"
"Okay, I'm coming over." Feng Yixi pursed her lips and chuckled, changing into a black and white short skirt. The skirt was as short as the top of her thighs, making her legs look whiter and slender.
Feng Yixi came alone to room 518, the top floor of Fulinmen. As soon as she opened the door, she saw lights suddenly turned on in the dark room. Countless petals and pastel confetti fell from the roof, and there were pops of champagne. The atmosphere was very noisy and lively, with the sound of small speakers beeping.
"Surprise!"
A group of fashionably dressed men and women emerged from all directions in the box and applauded Feng Yixi at the door.
Feng Yixi's cousin came over from behind with a large bouquet of roses, smiled and handed it to her, then pulled her into his arms and kissed her face according to Western etiquette, "Sister, brother, I wish you all the best in advance. Admitted to the postgraduate program of Professor He Zhichu from the Law Department of University B!"
Feng Yixi smiled from ear to ear.
After laughing and joking with everyone for a while, someone took out the "good stuff" and started sucking it off each other.
Feng Yixi originally didn't like this stuff, but she felt very happy today. She saw other people sucking it so hard that she couldn't help but give it a try.
Later, she didn't remember what happened. She only remembered that her body was very hot. She kept drinking, laughing like a madman, and then she kept taking off her clothes. Then she hugged someone without knowing...
In front of the surveillance screen in the security room of Fulinmen Club, a man who looked like a security guard secretly recorded the contents of room 518 and then sent it to a mysterious mailbox.
Not long after, Zhao Liangze received this video on the other end.
"... Mr. Huo, we got the video. The person who sold H3aB7 is Feng Yixi's cousin Hu Chuanxin."
"Keep an eye on him."
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Late at night, Huo Shaoheng returned to his small building and saw Zhan Zhan sitting on the floor in the living room with a pile of his medical instruments in front of him, concentrating on refining blood samples.
"...Why haven't you left yet?" Huo Shaoheng paused, "Where is Nianzhi? Have you had dinner?"
Zhan Chen sighed and shook his head, "I haven't woken up yet." After saying that, he glanced at Huo Shaoheng again: "Look at what you have done? It's just to let her vent, but you will kill people!" "
Huo Shaoheng: "..."
Walking through a small corridor to the bedroom, I saw that the door of the bedroom was still closed.
Huo Shaoheng understood, "...you haven't woken up yet?"
He opened the bedroom door and walked in.
It had been a day, and the curtains were lowered in the bedroom, which was still quiet and dark.
As soon as I stepped in, I seemed to be able to feel the strange enchantment in the air.
Huo Shaoheng calmly withdrew, closed the door gently, returned to the living room, and sat down on the sofa.
Display looked back at him and saw that he had a solemn expression and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Master Huo, if you still can't wake up after reading it tomorrow, there may be something wrong with this matter." Chen Chen picked up the test tube, shook it, and said in a low voice.
Without the display to remind him, Huo Shaoheng had already felt that something was wrong.
He took a long breath, said nothing, got up and walked to his study.
That night, Zhan Chen didn't sleep, and neither did Huo Shaoheng.
Early the next morning, Chen Zhi went to the bedroom to check on Gu Nianzhi again, and saw that she still didn't wake up. Not only did she not wake up, but she also had a high fever.
Display quickly took a fever-reducing injection and injected it into her arm, then started drawing blood.
Gu Nianzhi's fair arms could already be seen with obvious bruises and bruises, all of which were bruises caused by blood draws.
Huo Shaoheng came out of the study and saw Zhan Zhe coming out of the bedroom holding another test tube of blood. He stretched out his hand to stop him, "What on earth are you going to do? How much blood have you drawn?"
Display pushed him away with one hand, protected his test tube, and said confidently: "I am doing this for her own good. She has a fever today, and I think this H3aB7 is really not simple. - That's right, Tokyo Imperial University Hospital, Japan How could the famous biomedical expert Masao Oda only make such unpopular things as love potions..."
Huo Shaoheng's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch, and his voice was so deep, like a subwoofer, that hit people's hearts hard, "What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting. That's H3aB7. Nine times out of ten, it's not that simple. It's not just a love potion, I suspect it has other functions." She poured Gu Nianzhi's blood into the dialysis machine and started analyzing again.
"Fever? You said Nianzhi has a fever?" Huo Shaoheng obviously did not expect this result, "How could Nianzhi have a fever?"
"I don't know the reason yet. Aren't I doing an experiment right now? I'm going to do a blood sample culture. Don't stay here. Go and do what you have to do." Display waved his hand to drive Huo Shaoheng away.
Huo Shaoheng glanced at him, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep puff, and said calmly: "If that's the case, then I won't wait any longer." After saying that, he turned back and looked at the bedroom door again before leaving. The small building, while going downstairs, summoned his own hands.
Twenty minutes later, a gray car parked on the street opposite the building where Fulinmen, a high-end club in City C, is located.
This car looks very low-key and ordinary, but the car glass is specially treated. You can clearly see the outside from the inside, but you can't see the inside from the outside.
Moreover, the body and glass have been bulletproofed, and the interior of the car is equipped with a full set of leather seats, equipped with top-level audio and computer network configurations, and a proprietary satellite positioning system for navigation. It can be converted into a temporary military command post at any time.
Huo Shaoheng was sitting in the back seat of the car, wearing sunglasses and staring at the building opposite like a hawk.
Orderly Fan Jian was the driver and sat in the front row with Life Secretary Zhao Liangze.
Another life secretary, Yin Shixiong, sat on the other side of Huo Shaoheng.
The four people waited quietly for a while.
It's still early, there are very few pedestrians on the street, and the breakfast stalls have just opened. The aroma of food and the unique clean atmosphere of early morning are floating in the air.
Not long after, the piercing sirens pierced the tranquility of the morning.
Police cars drove over and parked at the bottom of the building.
Dozens of riot-proof police officers with live ammunition jumped out of the police car. They all wore black hoods and covered their faces with only their eyes exposed. They held semi-automatic rifles and quickly blocked the stair and elevator exits of the building. At the same time, there were more Many police officers went upstairs from the stairs and elevator to the clubhouse on the top floor.
Fulinmen Club has just experienced a night of bustling and bustling, and it is now time for the club to close.
Most of the guests had left, but there were still a few people who liked to have fun all night long and stayed in the private rooms of the club without getting up.
Especially the group of men and women who had an all-night party in Room 518 on the top floor.
"Open the door, open the door! The police are checking!"