In 2132, in May, Zhang Tong suffered from frontal lobe atrophy. In June, Zhang Shengnan died unexpectedly. In December of the same year, Zhang Yaolin, who originally relied on working as a farmer to make a living, suddenly opened an agricultural product processing factory in the village.
To this day, Zhang Tong is still lying in the hospital, bearing thousands of yuan in medical expenses every day, and the time he can wake up is getting shorter and shorter every day.
"Check Zhang Yaolin's capital flow for a whole year three years ago. Pay attention to the period during which he gathered a large amount of funds to prepare for the factory."
Ana Shen turned off the basic information on the AP bracelet, thought for a while and said to Chen Yun: "Also, I'm checking which hospital Zhang Tong has been treated in the past few years and whether anyone has visited him recently."
Chen Yun nodded: "Okay, I'll make arrangements immediately."
"Zhang Yaolin...is related to the realm we experienced before?"
Bai Ye turned his head and asked Ana Shen.
She had already fallen into a coma while in the realm, and did not know what happened on her way back after leaving the realm. I am still relatively unfamiliar with the name Zhang Yaolin.
Ana Shen nodded: "I met someone close to the realm owner in the realm. She was Zhang Yaolin's daughter who died in the amusement park three years ago."
"After the accident at the amusement park, all the remains of the victims had been taken back by their families. Only the remains of Zhang Shengnan had been lying in the pool. However, the accident report of that year clearly stated that the remains of all the victims had been taken back by their families. Take it back.”
Bai Ye frowned and thought for a moment: "Maybe... I counted it wrong back then?"
"The amusement park incident was a big one back then, so low-level mistakes like miscounting the numbers were impossible."
As Shen Yan spoke, she sent the information about the amusement park accident that Chen Yun had collected to Bai Ye: "This is the news about the collapse of the Ferris wheel that year. You can pay attention to it. There is an article in it that shows that many family members complained about the accident they took home. The remains were mutilated to varying degrees.”
"On the way back, Chen Yun and I had made a rough guess based on the information from that year. Zhang Yaolin did take back a body that year, but it was a pieced-together body, not his daughter's."
Bai Ye looked through the documents Ana Shen sent her, and the bright red numbers were shocking.
She saw the screenshots of the post forum comments again, and soon realized the weirdness revealed in them.
"Zhang Yaolin...didn't you recognize it?"
Ana Shen shook his head: "There is no head, and the torso is damaged to varying degrees. It is very difficult to identify him. Even his family members can only identify him through his clothes or the objects he carries with him."
"But... I think he should still see it."
Otherwise, it is really unexplainable how he got the money to treat his son and set up a factory.
Do you believe in coincidence?
Ana Shen didn’t believe it anyway.
Zhang Yaolin probably experienced three major changes in his life.
The first time was when Zhang Tong got sick. Shen Yan put it into Zhang Yaolin's perspective and thought about it. If he, as a person with average or even poor financial ability, one day had his precious son get a rare disease, and this disease would... If you need money urgently, what will you do?
First of all, I don’t have outstanding professional skills, at least not enough to earn me thousands of dollars in medical expenses every day.
Secondly, I don’t have any extra houses or cars that I can use to generate income. Perhaps after spending the small savings, the only place to stay will be sold.
After the money from selling the house is spent, then... borrow money from relatives and friends.
But what if all the money is spent?
As an ordinary person, what else can you do? Selling mugwort, selling ginseng, selling wonders... But these are all one-time transactions, and the money in exchange is not much, and it may even make him, the biggest laborer in the family, lose the ability to make money.
So he studied how to make money every day and how to make money continuously.
Until one day, someone told him that he could give Zhang Yaolin a large sum of money, which would be enough for him to open a decent factory...
Ana Shen preferred that someone had contacted Zhang Yaolin in advance, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why he would take his daughter to Duke Rabbit Paradise on June 1st.
You know, just last month, his only son was diagnosed with frontal lobe atrophy.
They should be in a hurry to sell their property and treat their son. How could they take a day to go to an amusement park with their daughter?
"It was found that Zhang Yaolin received 13 million in a few months from April to August 2032, including 2.3 million in income from selling houses and more than 500,000 in various loans."
Chen Yun looked through the newly found information and said: "The remaining more than 10 million were multiple remittances from 48 accounts, and the name of the remittance is unknown."
"Our colleagues in the technical department have tracked these 48 accounts and believe that the user information will be known soon."
Ana Shen nodded symbolically.
Ana Shen had no hope of tracking down the information on these accounts.
Three years ago, remittance remitters were very careful and knew how to use multiple accounts and send money multiple times over several months in order to reduce risks.
How could such a cautious group of people still leave any useful evidence after three years?
Sure enough, Chen Yun soon said: "These forty-eight accounts have been canceled one after another in the past three years. Colleagues from the technology department traced the account holders and found that more than half of them were elderly people in their eighties or nineties. , most of them have passed away."
Even if he is still alive, his memory will not be very good. If you ask him to think back to what happened three years ago, he is unlikely to get any useful information.
"Also, we just found out that Zhang Yaolin's son Zhang Tong's condition deteriorated five days ago and he has been transferred from the previous hospital."
"Transferred? Do you know where you transferred?"
Chen Yun looked at the information on the bracelet and said nothing.
"What's wrong? Can't you find it?"
"... Found it."
Chen Yun looked at Bai Ye, pursed her lips, and looked a little strange.
Bai Ye: "What's wrong?"
Chen Yun hesitated for a while and said: "The place they transferred to is not a hospital, but... the Saint-Presse Biological Research Center."
Hearing this name, Bai Ye stood up instinctively, frowned and asked, "Are you sure?"
Chen Yun nodded.
Ana Shen looked at the expressions of the two people and asked doubtfully: "What? Is there anything special about this biological research center?"
Bai Ye turned around and said solemnly: "Before the rift in the sky appeared, this biological research center once attempted to implement a genetic project."
"They call it the 'God-Creation Plan'!"
