"How did you die?" Jiang Cheng asked.
After a while, Fatty got an answer from Su An. He looked at Jiang Cheng and said hesitantly: "They said... they said zero... no, no, it's Shao Tong. Shao Tong died of illness."
"Died of illness..."
This answer made Jiang Cheng's scalp tingle, and the ominous premonition in his heart was coming true bit by bit. He knew that he was involved in a huge conspiracy.
Su An was kidnapped and brought to the base after Shao Tong's death, so it was normal not to recognize Shao Tong, and Jiang Cheng judged that these crimsons had no reason to lie to him.
In the subsequent inquiries, these crimsons all expressed that they were not familiar with Shao Tong. After all, everyone was locked in their own rooms on weekdays, and it was normal for people to die in the base, and everyone was used to it.
In a sense, death is more of a relief for them.
Looking at the faces of these crimson people with no trace of performance, Jiang Cheng instinctively felt wary. It seemed that everything was happening too naturally. He was keenly aware that something must have gone wrong. He scanned them one by one. The faces of these people, their brains working rapidly.
The atmosphere became depressing, and the air solidified at this moment, and Jiang Cheng finally realized the problem, "Tell them, let everyone who knows Zero and the news of his death from illness take a step forward." Jiang Cheng ignored the fat man and directly Give orders to Su An.
Su An looked at the fat man. When he saw the fat man nodding, he blew the whistle. After a few short whistles, the scene in front of him made the fat man frown. A whole row of crimson people took a step forward.
Now even Fatty realized the problem. Since everyone said they were not familiar with Zero, how could everyone know and notice his death? Could it be that everyone was present when Zero died?
Or is it that the death list will be published regularly in the base?
Obviously, neither scenario is possible.
Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, and his guess was confirmed. The state of the crimson people in front of him was more like being collectively brainwashed. Someone planted a false belief in their memories that Zero was dead and died of illness. information.
All Jiang Cheng could think of at the moment was that the murderer was most likely the president of the Night Watch who had been killed by them.
And based on the current intelligence analysis, Jiang Cheng suspects that it is not only these Crimson members whose memories have been modified, but also researchers like Liu Hui.
The purpose of the president's doing this is easy to guess. It is to completely erase "Zero", that is, the traces of Shao Tong's existence, and prepare for the next stage of the mission.
All this makes sense, but Jiang Cheng wonders whether the president's move is a little too cautious. He always feels that there may be some unknown secrets that have not been discovered.
The door was pushed open, and a person who looked like a researcher walked in quickly, his face obviously a little nervous, "Mr. Jiang, please take a step to speak."
After taking Jiang Cheng outside, the researcher took out a tablet computer with wavy lines on it, like an electrocardiogram, "Mr. Jiang, you can't stay here any longer. According to our monitoring of those Crimson members, I have begun to become irritable, and my body's various indices are rapidly intensifying, and I am close to the critical point."
"When did it happen?" Jiang Cheng was a little surprised. After all, Su An was here all the time.
The researcher tapped the screen several times with a rigorous attitude, and gave an accurate answer after a moment, "Just 7 minutes ago, Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Cheng recalled that this time happened to be the time when he asked Crimson about the details of "Zero"'s death. After this taboo topic was raised, the danger came unknowingly.
"Okay, thank you, I'll call my friend out and then we'll leave."
Under the supervision of researchers, Jiang Cheng called out Fatty. According to Fatty's feedback, Su An also noticed that something was wrong with these crimson emotions and was helping to calm them down.
Soon, under the protection of a team of security personnel, several medical staff wearing isolation suits rushed over from the other side of the corridor pushing a trolley covered with a white cloth.
Jiang Cheng ignored the guard's warning and lifted up the white cloth. Underneath were tubes of syringes arranged densely, already filled with pale pink medicine.
The number of potions is even more than double the number of crimson in the room.
The researcher who was holding the tablet was worried that the situation would escalate, so he hurriedly explained, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Wang, don't get me wrong. This is a newly developed powerful sedative. It was developed specifically for the special cases. It will only weaken the immune system." Their body functions are not fatal.”
After hearing this, the fat man finally felt relieved. He had promised the children inside that he would bring them burgers and ice-cold water for dinner. He could never break his promise.
Back in the room, Yao Shunyu and Li Bai had been waiting for a long time. When Jiang Cheng introduced the current situation, they also realized the seriousness of the problem.
The fat man asked with some guilt, "Could it be...could it be that the president is actually a fake, just a cover, and this Ling, Shao Tong, is the real president."
"No." Yao Shunyu shook his head decisively. His reason was very simple. If just a fake president could fight back and forth with Mr. Wushui in black, then the real president's strength would only be more profound. Test, if this is really the case, then there is no point in making it so complicated, and the president will just come out and kill them randomly.
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The more important point is that both the president and Shao Tong are dead. There is no personal inspection of Shao Tong's body, so there can be no problem.
Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was very bad, the fat man couldn't help but stand up and comfort him, "Don't worry, everyone. Brother Su An has promised me just now that he will help us continue to investigate this matter."
After all this trouble, Jiang Cheng was no longer sleepy. As soon as he closed his eyes, Shao Tong's figure lingered in front of him, as well as the president's face that was exactly like his own.
Although Lin Wan'er and Wu both tried to persuade him in secret, Jiang Cheng knew in his heart that the president was the real Lu Jianli, the paper man whom Empress Dahe once liked.
Time passed in silence, and finally, in the evening, news came. A researcher hurried over and informed Jiang Cheng to go to Room 19 on the third floor.
This time Jiang Cheng brought Yao, Shun, Yu, Li Bai, and Fatty, and the four of them rushed over together. Before they reached it, they heard the sound of an argument coming from the corridor ahead.
The person in charge led several people around Su An and kept explaining something, but Su An, who was blocking the door of the room, ignored them at all until he saw the fat man appearing from a distance.
