Chapter 107: Help with your research

"You go back in time to the fall of last year, do you remember what happened to her?"

One of the most important things that happened to Xue Xie last year was that she was almost split up by Lanpei Jiang.

Yu He said, "Chengkang Mental Hospital."

"Right. I've been thinking for a while now about what kind of exposure she had to a drug like RN-13 that causes mental illness. And again, in small doses, or even as a one-time thing. And she was on a new and changed medication. Finally, I think of Lanpei Jiang's words at the time. I don't know if you remember it."

Yu He's eyes seem to be the shadow of that woman's madness again.

The woman in the red dress, holding a blood-dripping knife in her hand, with Jicheng Liang's body in pieces at her feet and Xue Xie unconscious in her arms.

Unconscious ......

Coma ......

Lightning flashed through his mind, and under Qingcheng Xie's reminder and gaze, Yu He suddenly remembered--

"She said at the time that she gave Xue Xie a drink of medicine!!!"

The voice of the dead woman seemed to reverberate in the room at this very moment, echoing between the two. Qingcheng Xie and Yu He both saw the words hovering like vultures in each other's eyes, casting a shadow of memory over them. The woman said with a sly smile: "...... I tricked her into going to the office, and gave her a special ecstasy when she wasn't looking ...... I know which one is ecstasy, of course, looking down on mental illness is the most ridiculous thing about you normal people, I too recognize the ecstasy, when I do not obey the surname Liang will give me the whole cup to pour down ......"

Like falling into an ice cave, creepy.

At the time, they all thought it was just ordinary ecstasy, after all, Xue Xie's blood tests did not show any problems.

But no one ever thought that it was specially made, that it was probably a new drug, a psychotropic drug, and that's why it was in that place, experimentally administered to Lanpei Jiang by Jicheng Liang. It was eventually used by Lanpei Jiang on Xue Xie.

It is not RN-13, but must be derived from R-13, and its presence cannot be detected by normal testing.

They thus missed the best time to investigate.

"Xue Xie has no major problems at the moment, but it's anyone's guess if it drags on. Now we have to get the molecular formula of the new drug, or a sample of its product, to cure Xue Xie's disease." Qingcheng Xie says, "Otherwise, there is no way out."

"You're telling me about this because you want me to help find a sample of the new drug, or its molecular formula, right?"

Qingcheng Xie did not answer immediately, playing with the lighter.

He talked to Yu He about the reason, but only because Yu He took the initiative to ask about the situation. But he also knew that with Yu He's help, they could really do a lot of things that they couldn't do under normal circumstances.

However having to ask Yu He is a very uncomfortable thing for him - he has a psychological shadow, when he let Yu He do him a favor at the Canton Tower, and since then their relationship has been a mess, never to be cleared up.

Qingcheng Xie is not sure whether to play Yu He again, a card that could backfire at any time, now that the relationship has been easily ended.

He thought for a moment and finally looked at him, "If you don't want to-"

"Am I such a heartless person in your eyes?" Yu He opened his mouth, no expression could be seen on his face.

Qingcheng Xie paused for a moment: "That's not what I meant."

He thought for a moment and added, "I'm sorry, I just don't want to owe you anything."

"......" Yu He heart was stuffy, his face was gradually a little gloomy, he simply did not know whether to annoy himself or annoy the other party, and finally gritted his teeth and said, " Qingcheng Xie . Why do you have to count so clearly with me."

Qingcheng Xie calmly and sensibly stated the truth: "Because now we have nothing to do with each other."

Yu He was like being hit on the head with a stick, his eyes were sparking, the beast in his heart was roaring, he found it all really absurd and ridiculous, going around and around for so long, but today, Qingcheng Xie can still say the same decisive words he said when he was fourteen.

-- that year he said we were just in an employment relationship.

The employment relationship is over and there is nothing left between us.

Now this man, with whom he has slept too many times, is saying that the bad debt between us is over.

Now nothing is related.

Yu He in the silence, eyes gradually some red, the red like stained with hate blood, stained with love poison, silent with anger and resentment, and all by himself to digest.

He said softly with a sullen face, "I hope you will remember, Qingcheng Xie."

"- we are both in the same category."

"What happened to RN13 is not just about you, it's about me."

"In this case, even if you hadn't asked me, I would have wanted to do it myself."

With these words, he got up abruptly.

Although in those days, he wished day and night to be alone with Qingcheng Xie, but when he actually met Qingcheng Xie, smelled his charming tobacco and fresh sterilized water scent, saw his bony hands just a stone's throw away playing with a lighter, Yu He would think, he could have hugged him, kissed him, pestered him, and even made love with him. Yu He would think that he could have hugged him, kissed him, pestered him, even made love to him.

Now he can only listen to Qingcheng Xie say every word coldly and decisively, killing his heart. The beast in his heart that had just been given a name was bleeding with pain and howling in his heart, but Yu He could only say to it, "No barking, you shut up.

Qingcheng Xie was once the medicine that calmed him.

Now it has become a poison that stimulates his spirit.

Yu He feels that if he continues to be tortured by Qingcheng Xie, he does not know if he will suddenly lose control and do something to hurt the other side.

So he grimaced, paused for a moment, and finally said to Qingcheng Xie without much goodwill, "I'm leaving."

Qingcheng Xie : "Wait a minute."

Yu He turned back with a stern face, but there was a secret expectation in his heart.

Qingcheng Xie said, "My cigarettes."

Yu He froze for a few seconds, black eyebrows up in anger, in front of Qingcheng Xie took out the pack of cigarettes that he had just taken away, and then directly doughnut doughnut grip crinkled and crushed, over Qingcheng Xie is a precise shot, thrown into the trash.

"Smoke, smoke, dead smoker, just know how to smoke, I see what you still have to smoke!"

Qingcheng Xie : "......"

Yu He went home and took a bunch of pills to suppress his emotions, not to recall what Qingcheng Xie and he had said.

When his emotions soothed a bit, he began to open his notebook to sort out the investigation of Xue Xie's case.

At first he thought it might not be that difficult to investigate, but after he smoothed out several lines on paper, he found that Qingcheng Xie had been in a very sticky situation. Almost all the clues were broken.

First, Xue Xie was drugged, which happened at Chengkang Hospital, and from Lanpei Jiang's mouth, we know that the drug was special and was given to her by Jicheng Liang to paralyze her mind.

The valid message that can be extracted from these words is clear -

First, this drug should not be exposed to other normal patients at Chengkang Hospital.

Second, the drug is likely to be administered directly by Jicheng Liang.

But now that Jicheng Liang is dead and Chengkang Hospital has been turned into a scorched earth, there is no chance to find anyone or anything else.

In addition, Yu He opened his computer and looked up the details of Chengkang Hospital.

As he expected, Jicheng Liang's son, his wife, and all the senior partners of Chengkang Mental Hospital either died in the fire at the time of the Lanpei Jiang incident, or were murdered or died in a bizarre manner shortly after the fire. Not a single survivor.

In this case, the only way to find out who was behind it was to investigate Jicheng Liang's social ties.

Yu He has more contacts in the business circle, and Qingcheng Xie can ask Man Chen and Jingfeng Zheng for help, but unknowingly more than a month has passed, and they both still haven't got any result.

The other party and Jicheng Liang are clearly not in direct contact and are very focused on relationship cutting, and none of them are problematic in Jicheng Liang's social network.

Until one day, Yu He inquired about a person.

Hong Sha .

Hong Sha is a reformed prisoner, 50 years old, and is currently being held at Huzhou Prison No. 1. Twenty years ago, he was a driver for Jicheng Liang, but was later dismissed from Jicheng Liang's job for misconduct. After leaving Liang's side, Hong Sha became involved in the organization and was caught and imprisoned for smuggling/drug trafficking and was sentenced to life imprisonment.

Yu He was a little excited when he searched for this person.

The black hand behind that is undoubtedly a very cautious person, and Jicheng Liang related to the senior staff, they killed a live not to leave. But from the Canton Tower incident, that black hand has a very obvious characteristic -

Wild and arrogant.

A pair of arrogant and arrogant eyes tend to see only the higher status targets.

As for drivers, nannies, cleaners, these people such eyes, perhaps not even be considered "human".

Yu He is different, Yu He is the kind of character who can see a grain of dust, despite his wealthy background, but because of his illness, he knows the pain of being ostracized by society, he always believes that people are equal, so the "gravel" that the mastermind behind the curtain does not notice, he can notice.

And he knows very well what the profession of driver means.

Driver in the daily transport boss at the same time, it is likely to hear some content, meet some people, those content and people may not be important, but along those "unimportant" investigation, it is likely to find some "important" clues.

Yu He arranged for a visit the same day.

Yu He met with Hong Sha in Huzhou First Prison.

This man's hair is already gray, but the kind of banditry essence in the eyes is still there.

Yu He spent a few minutes looking him over and decided that he was a wild man, that life behind bars had only trapped his body, but not his heart.

When Yu He entered the specially arranged visiting room, Hong Sha looked up at him and didn't take him too seriously.

It's not surprising that Yu He's visit to the prison said he "wanted to write and direct a pickup."

These days there are a lot of very boring creators, works have not yet patiently carved out a piece, but a bunch of problems and frame to learn. At every turn, they have to "dig", "deep visit", and when they disturb and sting others for no reason, they have to be moved by themselves, saying that "I have dedicated myself to art."

As if interviewing an inmate or bothering a correctional officer to let yourself experience two days in prison is a great fucking sacrifice.

Hong Sha obviously took Yu He for such a person.

Yu He sat down in front of him, knocked out a cigarette, and handed him one with the permission of the correctional officer.

Then he smoked a cigarette, slender fingers holding a cigarette, the line of water on the point, gentle puff.

"Little kids don't smoke like adults." Hong Sha looked down on him, showing his teeth and smiling a little grimly, obviously not going to cooperate with this ridiculous "picking choreography".

Until Yu He carelessly dusted the cigarette.

The eyes moved from the ashes to Hong Sha's face: "I'm not here to pick up on your prison life. What I want to pick up is something from your past when you were a driver."

Prison inmates watch the news every night at seven o'clock on the dot, so it's not like Hong Sha doesn't know about Sung Kang.

With his personal instincts, he immediately realized that there were words in the visitor's words, "picking the wind" is afraid that the other party does not want to attract the attention of the prison guards, so give a reason.

Hong Sha picked up the cigarette Yu He had just handed him from the table, borrowed the flame, and took a slow drag.

For the first time, he looked at Yu He's face with interest, but without moving.

Both of them read something hidden in each other's eyes.

Finally Hong Sha smiled, "What's there to pick."

"I was curious," Yu He says. Yu He said, "I wanted to do a show on criminal psychology, but didn't want to find the kind of people who started down that road early. You're the one who went off the path later, with a lot of stories, and the one who's seen the big time and met the big guys. I'm interested in you and the stormy people you've come in contact with ...... Myanmar drug lord, Yanzhou drug king, that legendary lotus officer at the Macau casino, and Dean Leung, whom you first served."

But Yu He only tapped his knuckles on the corner of the table when he spoke of Dean Liang.

This action, Hong Sha saw, but the guards did not notice the mystery.

Hong Sha was quiet for a while, snickering like a salivating dog: "Oh, I kind of understand what you mean."

Yu He is very satisfied with Hong Sha's IQ.

This kind of coded language is not something that can be picked up by the average person.

But Hong Sha has been smuggling/drug trafficking/drug trafficking for many years, and has escaped arrest several times by being alert, so he does have a higher-than-usual comprehension.

"What's in it for you?" Hong Sha smiled, meaning it, "Young man, I'm not a journalism camp here, you have to give me something so I can give you some material."

Yu He took another drag on his cigarette.

Then the cigarette butt was casually thrown, but not into the ashtray next to it, but outside.

"Oops." Yu He faintly, "You see what I have made of this, how this, out of it."

After saying the last four words "came out", he lifted his eyes and stared into Hong Sha's eyes...

From the sudden burst of light in the other man's eyes, Yu He was sure that this man had understood what he was saying.

The man's breathing is a little sharper. Just in the way of discipline in, can not fully show it.

His facial muscles tightened, and a moment later, he barely snorted, "You are also high in this skill, a total of so large ashtray, you can throw the cigarette outside?"

Yu He carefully wiped the cigarette ash from his finger belly.

Faintly, he said, "Hmm."

And then he laughed: "No more cigarettes. Let's circle back to the business, I wonder Mr. Sha, would you be willing to do me a favor and give me this point of subject matter and inspiration?"