Case File Compendium

He Yu's phone didn't get through.

Xie Qingcheng simply went to He Yu's company, but was stopped by the guard.

"Hello sir, who are you looking for?"

The building complex of He's headquarters is more grand than Zhilong Entertainment's headquarters. The security guard at the entrance should be a retired soldier, about 1.8 meters tall, standing upright, and dressed in serious clothes.

After Xie Qingcheng informed his purpose of coming, the security guard hesitated for a moment, but still said politely: "Wait a moment, I will contact Mr. He's secretary first."

Xie Qingcheng never thought that if he met He Yu as an ordinary university professor, it would be almost impossible. The "Mr. He" in the security guard's mouth sounded very strange, and he would sit in front of his house on New Year's Eve. It seems that the young man who made beef noodles is not the same person.

The secretary quickly responded to the security guard. The security guard's attitude was very good. After hanging up the phone, he was even more respectful. He immediately arranged a shuttle bus and sent Xie Qingcheng to the headquarters building in the park.

The elevator went up all the way, and on the top floor of the majestic skyscraper, He Yu's secretary was waiting there.Xie Qingcheng knew her, she was originally He Jiwei's secretary, after He Yu took over, he did not fire her and replace her.

"Professor Xie, hello, please follow me."

Xie Qingcheng followed her through the corridor, the hall, and then into the corridor, and then arrived at the living room.He met a few familiar ladies and wealthy businessmen in the living room. After thinking about it for a moment, he met these people at Xie Xue's wedding, and another one was the rich wife who gossiped about him at the airport convenience store.

These people pay attention to being polite in person, and almost everyone is a painted-skinned evildoer made up of the words "virtual and deceitful". When they suddenly saw Xie Qingcheng, they exchanged glances with each other, and stood up to say hello with a smile.

"Professor Xie." The leader was actually the wife at the airport who called him masculine.

Although she likes to gossip, she knows that Xie Qingcheng is not only the eldest brother of the third young lady of the Wei family, but also the man of Mr. He, so she has to please him if she can please her. Make an extra profit by one or two points.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." The wife said with a warm smile.

Xie Qingcheng glanced at her indifferently, but did not reach out to shake hands with her.

The wife's hand hung in the air in embarrassment, and finally smiled twice before hanging down.

When the secretary asked Xie Qingcheng to go to another lounge, the lady murmured in a low voice: "What are you dragging, slut, do you really want you after Mr. He becomes Mr. He?"

But in fact, Xie Qingcheng didn't shake hands with her entirely because he didn't like her. He was already very tired and didn't want to waste his energy on acting like someone he didn't like.

He was like this when he was a doctor in Shanghai Medical College, and it has never changed.

Now, just because He Yu's identity has changed, there seems to be a little more room for him to be criticized behind the scenes.

"Please sit down, I'll pour you tea." The secretary calmly arranged a series of matters, "This is Mr. He's private office, he still has some things to deal with, he asks you to wait here for a while , and he will be here in about half an hour."

The tea was delivered, and it was not very expensive, but Xie Qingcheng liked to drink Tibetan tea with a cold aroma of snow and snow.

"Mr. He specially asked me to make this for you. He said he was afraid that you might not be used to drinking other teas." Seeing Xie Qingcheng glance at the tea box packaging, the secretary said respectfully, "If you need anything, please feel free to call Me. Then I won't bother you."

This office has just been tidied up, but it can be seen that He Yu often works here.

There are not many books on the bookshelf, but I can see several works related to the director, and there is also a "Nightingale Collection".The computer on the desk is locked. There are some printed materials piled up beside the computer desk. There is a simple coffee cup next to the mouse, which contains half-drunk bitter coffee.

Xie Qingcheng was sitting on the seat, waiting for He Yu to come back after finishing the matter, while thinking about what and how to ask He Yu for a while.

The window of the office was opened with a narrow opening for ventilation, the summer wind slipped in, the scattered papers on the desk were blown off, and a few pages floated at Xie Qingcheng's feet.Xie Qingcheng picked it up and glanced at it—there were some innocuous graffiti and scattered words written by hand.

He saw "Hereliesonewhosenamewaswritteninwater" at a glance, and felt very uncomfortable. He was about to put these papers back to their original places, when he found that among the messy random strokes, there was a piece of text that he was very familiar with.

That text was actually...

The moment he saw the content clearly, Xie Qingcheng's heartbeat paused briefly, and he sat stiffly on the spot, stunned for an instant.

Half an hour later, as soon as He Yu entered the office, his eyes passed through everything and fell directly on Xie Qingcheng. Because of the light, he didn't notice that Xie Qingcheng's face was very pale.

"Brother Xie." He Yu said gently, "My phone was switched to flying during the meeting, and I didn't hear from you. I didn't expect you to come here to look for me. What happened?"

Xie Qingcheng controlled his emotions, and said in a deep voice, "Sit down."

He Yu froze for a moment, then lowered his eyelids and smiled slightly.

Xie Qingcheng is a professor, and he is the kind of high-minded professor with outstanding ability. Before that, he was also an excellent doctor who needed to rush for outpatient numbers.

He Ji had heard a matchmaker say before that doctors and teachers are usually the two types of people with the highest spirits. They seem to be calm and dignified, but when they move their hands and talk, they naturally tend to reveal a kind of inadvertent superiority.He used to think that the superiority here was derogatory, and he thought that Xie Qingcheng really looked like he was dragging two to five to eighty thousand, as if the whole world had to kneel down and call him daddy.

Now he doesn't feel it anymore, he thinks it is a kind of cold and noble temperament, falling between Xie Qingcheng's brows and eyes, it suits him very well.

Furthermore, Xie Qingcheng's behavior is justifiable. Normal people treat doctors and teachers respectfully. As time passes, can they not get used to saying "sit down" and shutting up "tell me"? ?There's nothing malicious about it, it's just a habit.

So for the past few days, the partner looked at him with headaches and chills, and Mr. He, who was not at all easy to handle, really sat down obediently in front of Dr. Xie.

"I want to talk to you about something." Xie Qingcheng leaned back on the chair, clasped his long fingers, and said straight to the point.

He Yu's eyes moved slightly: "About what?"

"About RN-13."

"..." He Yujing paused for a moment, "Why do you suddenly want to talk about this?"

Xie Qingcheng: "I recently found some clues."

"Ah."

"Maybe it has something to do with your mother."

"..."

"After you took He Jiwei's position, you should have seen many things that you couldn't see before."

"Well, that's true." He Yu said, "But if you mean that our company is involved in RN-13, that's absolutely nothing."

Xie Qingcheng didn't plan to make any detours with He Yu, he asked: "Did you notice anything unusual when you were watching the international business that was originally under your mother's supervision?"

"No." He Yu said, "The group's business has always been in good order and has never violated the laws of any country. I don't know where you heard about it, but since you came to ask me, then these are mine. answer."

His voice to Xie Qingcheng was still gentle and patient, but these were not what Xie Qingcheng wanted.

Because Xie Qingcheng knew that he was not telling the truth.

Apart from the scattered graffiti, there were also some incomplete chemical equations on the paper that was blown off by the wind just now.He Yu didn't come from a science and engineering background, so he couldn't remember all the complicated formulas, and he only wrote a part of it casually when he was in a trance, so he probably didn't care about it, and he didn't think anyone could understand such damaged content.

But Xie Qingcheng understood.

That is actually an equation related to obedient water...

"Are you telling me the truth?"

He Yu looked at him: "It's true."

"..." Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes.

This boy is like this. Once he hides something in his heart and doesn't plan to tell you, his mouth will be very strict. No matter who he is to, he can respond with silence and lies.Even if Xie Qingcheng directly questioned why he wrote obedient water-related equations, he would definitely not answer, even pressing questions was unnecessary.

Xie Qingcheng said: "That's good, He Yu. Let me tell you, no matter in the past or in the future, if someone tells you that there is a way to completely cure the mental Ebola caused by RN-13, you should not believe it. That is False, no matter who the person who said this to you is lying to you."

"Don't forget how many people were killed by that organization, and how many times you barely escaped from their hands."

Xie Qingcheng paused, his eyes seemed to pierce He Yu's eyes.

"I beg you not to go and seek skin from a tiger."

He Yu was quiet for a while, and said, "Brother Xie, I won't do it, you have to trust me."

Seeing that Xie Qingcheng's eyebrows were still unfurled, he added another sentence——

"I know, it's easy for you to trust He Yu, but it's hard to trust Mr. He. But I will always be He Yu in front of you. I hope you can know that this is my sincerity."

Xie Qingcheng stared at him: "Then I hope that every word you say today is your sincerity."

He Yu's smile froze slightly.

The eyes of the man across from him were like glass mirrors. Facing the mirror, he readjusted his slightly stiff smile marks to be impeccable.

Xie Qingcheng was extremely disappointed in today's conversation, but in the face of such a tight-knit He Yu, no one could pry out his sincerity.

So after chatting a few more words, Xie Qingcheng finally got up and was about to leave, but before he touched the doorknob, he heard He Yu calling him from behind.

"Thank you Qingcheng."

Xie Qingcheng's fingertips touched the cold metal handle.

He Yu asked behind him: "If—I mean, if, if I'm terminally ill, I just want to survive, and the only way I can survive is to seek skin from a tiger as you say, will you forgive me?"

The wall clock on the wall was ticking, and the room was too quiet to hear any other sounds.

He Yu stood up, looking at Xie Qingcheng's still tall, but very thin back.

"I'll be on the opposite side of you." Xie Qingcheng's voice came, calm without a trace of trace, but seemed to be suppressing an entire abyss of sadness.

He turned his head slightly, and took one last look at He Yu before pushing the door open.

"So please don't go."

That night.

He Yu stood by the study window of the villa, looking at the large artificial lawn and lake view in the distance, the night wind was slightly cool, he raised his hand to fold a paper airplane, and threw it out with the force of the wind.Paper airplanes crossed the entire lawn and settled in the endless summer hydrangeas downstairs.

The hydrangea bloomed solemnly, and he looked at it for a while, then sat down, took a pen, and sat down at the desk to write something.

The content is not too long, but he thought it over for a long time. When the bright moon moved from the side of the sky to the sky, he finally put down the pen, thought for a while, and clipped this piece of paper to the book "Rare in the World" on the desk. In the Daquan of Diseases, there are already a lot of stationery in it, and this is the last page.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk." He had just finished the task when the door of the study was knocked.

He Yu: "Go in."

Behind the crack of the door was Lu Zhishu's face with a fake smile despite his frailty.At this time, she was very much like a model of a set meal displayed in the window of a chain fast food restaurant. It was obvious at a glance that it was fake, and there was still some dust on the oily fat.

"He Yu, are you busy? Mom made you a cup of hot cocoa..."

"Leave it alone." He Yu said, "Then go to rest."

Lu Zhishu was very worried.

After He Jiwei left, she originally wanted He Yu's inherited power to be emptied, but who knew that He Yu was young, but his methods were much more vicious than his father's back then.She was very weak for a while, and when she regained her strength, she couldn't control He Yu at all. Instead, he took the initiative and even intercepted the overseas business that she was originally in charge of.

After she found out about this, she tossed and turned on the sickbed, afraid that He Yu would discover the hidden crimes in those businesses.

On the second night of He Jiwei's first seven days, He Yu came to find her alone for the first time—her secret was not hidden, and He Yu discovered that the obedient water medicine used by Huang Zhilong was in the source of her external dealings...

When Lu Zhishu threw that page of evidence in front of her, his heart was almost torn apart.

She was almost done.

Thanks to the businessman's cunning, she has been in business for so many years, and at this critical moment, she almost emptied the essence of every cell in her body to force out a reasonable explanation.She said tearfully that she just wanted someone to develop a cure for RN-13, that's why she had underground deals with foreign companies like Duan Wen.She said that she was not only for He Yu, but also for herself.She was fed up with her growing fatness, ugliness...psychological breakdown...beyond recognition.

She said, I just want to live well, just like when your father first met me.

She asked again, He Yu, don't you want to live a good life?

In your whole life, don't you want to be a normal person again?You are only 20 years old... RN-13 treatment medicine has been available for many years, Xie Qingcheng and Anthony have used it for you, but that medicine is gradually failing for you, it is only controlling but not curing... ...As long as there are enough samples, a truly curable drug can be developed-you can live to be 90 years old or [-] years old...How many possibilities of life can you experience in those extra decades of life sex?How much can be salvaged?

Lu Zhishu could feel that something in her words really touched the gate of his heart.

She held his arm tightly and said with tears in her eyes, "I'm different from Huang Zhilong. We didn't do anything like murder, arson, or abduction of students—we just want to conduct scientific research without supervision, and we just want to find a medicine that can save us... ...I...I just want my family members to live well."

"Are you really going to report on me? He Yu?"

"I know I haven't taken good care of you these years, but I have always wanted to make up for it... After so many years, you have grown up, and you can't accept my concern for you again. I know that these concerns have come too late ...but I never gave up on curing your illness...even if I committed a crime, I don't care."

"What about you? Do you really want to treat your mother like this when your father's body is still cold?"

"Are you really going to ruin mom, yourself, and the entire He family..."

The words at that time were still in his ears, He Yu sent Lu Zhishu away, and returned to the desk by himself, looking at the hot cocoa on the table, the shallow kindness on his face was swept away.He raised his hand expressionlessly, and threw the hot drink directly into the trash can. The cocoa spilled out, and the sweet and greasy aroma that came out of his nose made him sick—he knew she was flattering him.

In fact, she didn't have to do these things on purpose, he didn't hand over the evidence to the police, and even—

He even cooperates with her to do something more open-minded.

Thinking like this, he quietly pressed his hand on the position of his heart.

As long as he does this matter, he should be enough to make her, even Duan Wen feel at ease, why should she treat him like this like a frightened bird?

He Yu's face was sullen, and he didn't think about it any further. Instead, he turned on his phone and looked at the upcoming itinerary.

The last batch of prohibited goods from the He family needs to go to sea next week, and Lu Zhishu has already promised that this is the last time, taking away the last things left in her hands.

He booked a plane ticket to Guangzhou.

That's it.

He Yu's eyes were dim.

Victory or defeat depends on one move, this action is very critical, he must go on board to watch in person.

Inside the Shanghai Public Security Building.

Hu Ting, who came from Hangzhou, read all the materials in his hand, especially the notepad left by Jiang Liping, which was found by Zheng Jingfeng. Then he took a deep breath, raised his eyes, and looked around every room in the office. one person.

"Okay, all of you are clear about the mission this time. This is an S-level classified mission. Next week, we will cooperate with the Guangzhou Public Security Bureau to formally deal with criminals."

The cold light of the conference room shone on him, and he said sonorously: "The code name of this mission is confirmed--Breaking Dreams. Be sure to catch all suspects related to the He Group!"