today's island

Everyone in the dining room stood around the two bodies that were foaming at the mouth—Lao Yang and Lao He.

"Not so fast..." Minister Jin sat down on the chair beside him, and then glanced at Minister Hua, "You will be the next one to swipe your card, right?"

Everyone at the table was terrified of such a rapid downsizing. Even if they couldn't understand what Minister Jin was saying, they were extremely nervous.

"What's wrong with me?" Minister Hua glared at him. Although he was scared, he didn't want to show weakness.

"What's going on?" Lu Yuanzhe asked Captain Hu.

"They just..." Captain Hu began, not knowing how to describe it, scratching his head irritably, "sitting and eating, suddenly started to convulse, then cried and laughed, started to vomit, and finally fell to the ground like this It's like...it's like being possessed by a demon."

The audience was silent, and the witnesses all felt the same, so no one refuted, and there was nothing to add.The two of them seemed to be having a sudden epilepsy, they jumped up and moved a few steps from time to time, then lay down on the ground laughing wildly, and finally fell to the ground and did not move.

Lu Yuanzhe could feel the intensity of their madness. They brought down many benches, and the bones of their hands even swelled up, all caused by scratching the ground, as if they didn't feel pain.

"Did they spit out anything?" Lu Yuanzhe asked.

Captain Hu shook his head: "It's nothing, that's it."

There were some bits and pieces of food on the ground, and everyone was not in the mood to eat, and the two of them were the same, they hadn't eaten anything at all.

"Is there still a freezer?" Lu Yuanzhe asked.

Everyone showed embarrassment, and there was really nothing more to change.

"Or...the refrigerator." Cao Zhijie was originally comforting Xiao Qiu who was already frightened, but at this moment he mentioned, "The one that puts samples can only be like that."

It's not a solution, it's the only way, Lu Yuanzhe glanced at Minister Hua: "Why don't you just borrow Minister Hua's card, and don't involve more people."

"Okay, okay..." Minister Hua responded.

So Cao Zhijie and Minister Hua took them to the third floor, and reluctantly moved two more refrigerators down.The corpse was leaning upright in the refrigerator, but fortunately it wasn't a transparent shell, otherwise it would be creepy.

"There really can't be any more accidents." Minister Hua muttered restlessly.

"No." Lu Yuanzhe patted him on the shoulder, telling him and Captain Hu to wait outside the door for a while.

It took them a full hour to examine the body surface this time, but they didn't find any pinholes.Cheng Mo also wanted to try to do a skin preparation, but was stopped by Lu Yuanzhe: "It won't be on the top of the head or other hidden parts, it's an attack while awake, it's different from lying down."

"Everyone eats together, can we poison?" Cheng Mo asked Lu Yuanzhe in a low voice.

"I think it's more difficult." Lu Yuanzhe shook his head, "There are not many people in the group dinner, everyone is very vigilant, how did the prisoner designate the target?"

"And what kind of poison is that, why does it make people laugh and cry?" Cheng Mo was a little puzzled.

"Maybe it's a nerve poison." Lu Yuanzhe could only guess like this.

It might not be crying and laughing, but just a manifestation of mental disorder. He felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this symptom.

After exiting the utility room, Lu Yuanzhe glanced at Captain Hu and Minister Hua, both of them were disturbed.Minister Hwa, in particular, looked very nervous.

"Let's go." Lu Yuanzhe patted Minister Hua on the shoulder, "You can stay in our room tonight, and nothing will happen."

"Yes." Minister Hua nodded.

Accompanying Minister Hua to his room to get toiletries and some odds and ends, and giving up his bed to Minister Hua, Lu Yuanzhe and Cheng Mo squeezed into another bed.

"Is it inconvenient? Yes, why don't I find a colleague to squeeze in?" Minister Hua asked hesitantly.

"It's okay, it's okay, we don't necessarily have a bed to sleep in when we go out to work." Lu Yuanzhe replied casually, then typed on the mobile phone, and handed it to Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo held his mobile phone and saw a line of reminders: Pay attention to your sleeping position, otherwise it may not look good if you wake up first tomorrow morning.

After reading this "kind" instruction, Cheng Mo pushed the phone to him, turned over silently, and rolled up a portion of the quilt.

It's a pity that this didn't change the fact that Cheng Mo squeezed over in the end. The weather was still a bit cold. Although he never turned over, he slowly moved back to the center of the bed. Anyway, he just had to squeeze together. .

Lu Yuanzhe leaned against his back, looked at the dark room, and couldn't think of how such a closed space could be sneaked into.

·

Nothing happened all night, except that there was no heating, and the damp that gradually penetrated into the house made the night sleep colder and colder, and I didn't hear any movement.

Lu Yuanzhe hoped that the other party would come in. He didn't close his eyes all night, and took a nap until five or six o'clock.

The same was true for Cheng Mo, who spent the whole night waking up and sleeping, and couldn't sleep at 06:30, so he sat up and sorted out his notes.

Lu Yuanzhe also woke up at seven o'clock, sat up and read Cheng Mo's notes, which were filled with densely packed names and conversations, and there was a page with several doors drawn, discussing various possibilities of opening the doors.

"Is this impossible?" Lu Yuanzhe asked in a low voice, pointing to the last conjecture, "What a clever hand to install a brand new anti-theft chain through the door."

"Anything is possible. I'll go and have a look at those rooms later." Cheng Mo insisted.

Lu Yuanzhe smiled helplessly, and was suppressed by Cheng Mobi's gesture.

Minister Hua hadn't woken up yet, and it seemed that the two of them shouldn't talk loudly, so they sat silently looking at the notes for a while.

Like Lu Yuanzhe, Cheng Mo also wanted to talk to Director Jiang again. Lu Yuanzhe took his pen and ticked this item. It's best to go after breakfast.

For the rest, wait for Minister Hua to wake up and make plans after the chat.

Sitting and sitting, Lu Yuanzhe suddenly straightened his body, Cheng Mo didn't know what was wrong, and looked at him with wide eyes.

"No." He got off the bed, walked to the next bed, and pushed Minister Hua who was still asleep, "Minister Hua, Minister Hua."

Cheng Mo also got off the bed, and as soon as he lifted the quilt, he shivered from the temperature in the room.

"Minister Hua." Lu Yuanzhe lifted the cover on Minister Hua's body and shook his arm.

Minister Hua's body was cold and stiff.For a while, neither Lu Yuanzhe nor Cheng Mo spoke.

Finally, Cheng Mo first broke the silence: "How did you find out?"

"I didn't hear the sound of breathing." Lu Yuanzhe replied.Maybe it wasn't just the lack of a breath, it was the silence of death that touched him.

A simple autopsy showed no pinholes. The time of death was 12 o'clock last night. At that time, both of them were almost awake and didn't hear any movement.

Cheng Mo handed the down jacket to Lu Yuanzhe, and got dressed himself: "Let's go, go see Director Jiang."

·

Director Jiang had just woken up, and they wanted to enter the room. He hesitated for a long time, and finally Secretary Shen in the room asked "what's the matter", and then moved away from the door embarrassingly.

Now is not the time to care about this gossip, Lu Yuanzhe led Cheng Mo into the door, and asked straightforwardly: "We chatted with Minister Hua all night, and he recruited, tell me, what's going on?"

Cheng Mo held the computer brought from Minister Hua's room between his arms, looked at Director Jiang calmly, and did not speak.

Director Jiang's eyes were always on the computer, as if he was assessing the authenticity of their words, and finally heaved a sigh and sat back on the bed: "Don't you all know? Why are you asking me?"

"Frankly, I'll be lenient. I think it's better for you to take the initiative to say it. You are the director. Will Minister Hua let you go if you surrender?" Lu Yuanzhe asked.

These words worked, Director Jiang was shaken, looked up at them timidly, then lowered his head again.

"The experimental progress of the research institute is not good, and a lot of money was wasted. Everyone knows that this fund is a little bit overwhelmed, but it is a government project after all, and it cannot be stopped." He confessed dejectedly, "So we sold some Patents, cost a little money to keep going.”

"Which ones?" Cheng Mo asked.

"..." Director Jiang hesitated for a moment, but in the end he couldn't bear the excruciating silence, and transferred the accounts from his mobile phone to Cheng Mo.

Lu Yuanzhe didn't know whether Cheng Mo could understand it. In short, Cheng Mo flipped through the accounts, took a picture of the company doing the transaction, and then returned the phone to Director Jiang.

"What happened to He Zhigang?" Lu Yuanzhe continued to ask.

"I don't know..." Director Jiang shook his head in pain, "He may know something, and he wanted to ask me several times, but he didn't ask me, and I didn't dare to ask, so he was deadlocked for several days, and then he Just die, it's really not me."

"Who knows about the reselling of the results this time?" Cheng Mo asked.

Director Jiang didn't say anything this time, it seemed that he didn't want to be the one who betrayed his companions.

"Does Secretary Shen know?" Lu Yuanzhe looked at Secretary Shen.

Secretary Shen clutched the quilt and wanted to take herself out, but she really didn't dare to deny it, so she could only say in the end: "What's the use if I know, can I influence their decision?"

"But you are responsible for the paperwork of all projects in the institute, so you should be very clear." Cheng Mo didn't let her go, and glanced at the list just taken on the phone, "Tell us about the projects."

"Then how do you remember clearly?" Secretary Shen frowned.

"Have the patents related to the project He Zhigang is in charge of been sold?" Cheng Mo asked, "Which patent is it?"

"...Sold." Secretary Shen nodded hesitantly, "A pretreatment technology for automatic sampling."

"What else?" Cheng Mo asked.

Secretary Shen stammered out a few more words, which were correct, but not complete.

Lu Yuanzhe looked at it for a while, and understood a little bit. The project has nothing to do with the research done by the people who stayed. He still couldn't explain why so many researchers were left on the island. He thought about it and cheated Director Jiang: "Minister Hua said that you killed the man."

"How is it possible?" Director Jiang clenched his fists and stared at him, "I am the director, and if something happens, I can't escape. I might as well give him some money to shut him up. If he doesn't work, he will be fired. An ordinary person Can I still leverage a government-supported research institute? It’s nothing more than my resignation, even if I go to jail, at least it’s not a capital offense.”

This is the truth, Lu Yuanzhe and Cheng Mo paused again.

"Why did you ask me to come by name?" Lu Yuanzhe started another topic, and before Director Jiang replied, "It wasn't recommended by Bureau Tang. I know him best."

"..." Director Jiang held back the breath he had just mentioned, and after a while he gave up on himself and replied, "Because someone handed me a letter and asked me to let you come in, otherwise the whole institute will be ruined." Get shaken out."

"Where's the letter paper?" Lu Yuanzhe asked.

He took out a note from his bedside table and handed it to Lu Yuanzhe. Lu Yuanzhe glanced at it and handed it to Cheng Mo.

The printed handwriting is indeed the young master's handwriting.

"Minister Hua is dead." Cheng Mo also handed over his hole card.

Director Jiang sat up straight in shock, and turned to look at Secretary Shen.Two seconds later, Secretary Shen's eyes were red, and she reached out to hug him.

Lu Yuanzhe and Cheng Mo looked at each other, not knowing how to feel.