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"You go back in time to the fall of last year, and do you remember one thing that happened to her?"

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

He Yu said, "Cheng Kang Psychiatric Hospital."

"Right. I've been wondering for a while what kind of exposure she had to RN-13, a drug that causes mental illness. And again, it was a small dose, maybe even a one-time thing. And she was on a new, changed drug. And then I think of something that Jiang Lanpei said at the time. I don't know if it rings a bell."

He Yu eyes seem to float in front of that woman's crazy shadow again.

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

Comatose ......

Coma ......

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

"She said at the time that she gave Xie Xue drugs!!!"

The dead woman's voice seemed to echo back into the room at that very moment, between the two of them. Xie Qingcheng and He Yu both saw in each other's eyes the words hovering like vultures, casting shadows of memories on them. The woman laughed fiercely and said: "...... I tricked her into going to the office, and when she wasn't paying attention, I gave her a drink of the special ecstasy ...... I certainly know which one is the ecstasy, and looking down on mental illnesses is the most ridiculous thing about you normal people, and I recognize the ecstasy too well. Too recognize the drug, I disobeyed when the surnamed Liang will give me a whole cup of pouring down ......"

It's like falling through the ice, creepy.

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

But no one thought it was special, it was probably a new drug, a psychotropic drug, and that's why it was in that kind of place, experimentally administered to Jiang Lanpei by Liang Jicheng, and then finally used by Jiang Lanpei on Xie Xue.

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

They missed the best time to investigate as a result.

"Xie Xue doesn't have much of a problem at the moment, but it's anyone's guess if it drags on any longer. Now we must get the molecular formula of that new drug, or a sample of its product, if we want to cure Xie Xue's disease." Xie Qingcheng said, "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?"

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

He clarified with He Yu only because He Yu took the initiative to ask about the situation. But he also knew that with He Yu's help, they would be able to do a lot of things that could not be done under normal circumstances.

However, having to beg He Yu was a very uncomfortable thing for him - he had a mental image of when he had asked He Yu to do him a favor at the Canton Tower, and since then their relationship had been so messed up that they had never been able to clear it up again.

Now that the relationship is finally over, Xie Qingcheng isn't sure if he wants to play He Yu's card again, a card that could come back to bite him at any moment.

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?" He Yu opened his mouth, no expression visible on his face.

Xie Qingcheng paused, "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."

"......" He Yu 心口闷得厉害，脸色逐渐地有些阴郁，他简直不知道該恼恨自己还是恼恨对方，最后咬着牙道，"Xie Qingcheng.Why do you have to and I count so clearly."

Xie Qingcheng calmly and rationally stated the truth: "Because now between us, there is no relationship whatsoever."

He Yu as if being struck by a stick in the head, his eyes are in the stars, the beast in his heart is roaring, he found that all this is really ridiculous and laughable, round and round for so long, to this day, Xie Qingcheng still can still say the same decisive statement he was fourteen years old.

--that year he said we were just hired.

The employment is over. There's nothing between us.

Now this man he's slept with too many times is saying that the bad blood between us is over.

Nothing is relevant now.

He Yu in the silence, eyes gradually a little red, that kind of red as if stained with hate blood, dyed with love poison, silent with anger and resignation, but also digested by himself.

He said softly in a sullen voice, "I want you to remember, Xie Qingcheng."

"--we're both in the same category."

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

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

He got up abruptly after saying this.

Though in the past, he wished day and night to be alone with Xie Qingcheng, when he actually met him, smelled his charming tobacco and fresh disinfectant scent, and saw his well-boned hands playing with the lighter just a stone's throw away, He Yu thought that he could have hugged, kissed, pestered him, and even made love to him! He Yu thought that he could have held him, kissed him, pestered him, even made love to him.

Now he could only listen to Xie Qingcheng say every word with cold determination, killing his heart. The beast in his heart, which had just been given a name, bled with pain and wailed in his heart, but He Yu could only say to it, "Don't scream, shut up.

Xie Qingcheng used to be the medicine that could calm him down.

Now it was a poison that stimulated his spirit.

He Yu felt that if he continued to be tormented by Xie Qingcheng like this, he didn't know if he would suddenly lose control and do something to hurt the other party.

So he grimaced, paused for a few moments, and finally said to Xie Qingcheng without much good humor, "I'm leaving."

Xie Qingcheng: "Wait a minute."

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

Xie Qingcheng said, "My cigarettes."

He Yu stood rigid for a few seconds, his black eyebrows raised angrily, in front of Xie Qingcheng took out the pack of cigarettes that had just been taken away by him, and then directly balled up and crumpled and flattened it, crossed Xie Qingcheng and threw it into the garbage can with a precise shot.

"Smoke smoke smoke, dead smoker, all you know is smoke, I'll see what else you've got!"

Xie Qingcheng : "......"

He Yu went home and took a bunch of pills to suppress his emotions and stopped thinking about what Xie Qingcheng had said to him.

When his emotions had eased a bit, he began to open his notebook and sorted out the investigation of Xie Xue's case.

He had thought at first that it might not be that hard to investigate, but after he had smoothed out a few lines on paper, he realized that Xie Qingcheng had indeed been in a very stuck situation before. Almost all the clues were broken.

First, Xie Xue was drugged, which happened at Cheng Kang Hospital, and from what Jiang Lanpei could tell us, the drug was special, given to her by Liang Jicheng specifically to paralyze her mind.

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

First, this drug should not have been exposed to other normal patients at Cheng Kang Hospital.

Second, the drugs were likely administered directly by Liang Jicheng.

But now Liang Jicheng is dead, and Cheng Kang Hospital has been turned into a scorched earth, so there is no chance of finding anyone or anything else.

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

As he expected, Liang Jicheng's son, his wife, and all the senior associates of the Cheng Kang psychiatric hospital either died in the fire at the time of the Jiang Lanpei incident, or were murdered or died in mysterious circumstances shortly after the fire. There was not a single survivor.

In this case, the only way to find out who is behind this is to investigate Liang Jicheng's social connections.

He Yu has a lot of contacts in the business circle, and Xie Qingcheng can ask Chen Man and Zheng Jingfeng for help, but without realizing it, more than a month has passed, and the two of them still haven't gotten any results.

The other party is clearly not in direct contact with Liang Jicheng, and is very focused on cutting ties, and there is no one in Liang Jicheng's social network that is problematic.

Until one day, He Yu asked for someone.

Sha Hong.

Sha Hong is a reformed laborer who is fifty years old and is currently being detained in HUZHOU No. 1 Prison. Twenty years ago, he used to be Liang Jicheng's driver, but was later dismissed by Liang Jicheng because of his bad behavior. After leaving Liang Jicheng's side, Sha Hong infiltrated the □□ organization and was caught and sentenced to life imprisonment for smuggling/drug trafficking.

He Yu was a little excited when he found this guy.

That black hand behind the scenes is undoubtedly a very cautious person, and they killed not a single survivor of the high-level personnel associated with Liang Jicheng. But judging from the Canton Tower incident, that black hand has a very obvious characteristic--

Arrogant.

A cocky, arrogant eye tends to see only targets of higher status.

As for the driver, the nanny, the cleaner, these people may not even be considered "people" in such eyes.

Unlike He Yu, who is the kind of character that can see a speck of dust, despite his rich background, he knows the pain of being ostracized by society because of his illness, and he always believes that all people are equal, so he can notice the "gravel" that the masterminds can't notice.

And he knew very well what the profession of chauffeur meant.

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

He Yu arranged a visit to the prison on the same day.

In the first prison of Huzhou, He Yu met Sha Hong.

The man's hair was gray, but that bandit essence was still there in his eyes.

He Yu spends a few minutes sizing him up, deciding that this is a wild, untamed man, whose life behind bars has trapped his body but not his heart.

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

It's not surprising that He Yu's visit to the prison was about "wanting to choreograph and direct."

These days there are a lot of very boring creators, the work has not yet patiently carved out a piece, but a bunch of faults and learn a bunch of shelves. Motionless to "dig", "deep visit", in the unwarranted disturbance and sting others, but also self-touched, beautifully said "I have dedicated myself to art."

As if interviewing an inmate or going to the trouble of a correctional officer to allow yourself to experience two days in prison is a fucking great sacrifice.

Sha Hong obviously thinks of He Yu as this kind of person.

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

Then he smoked one for himself, his long fingers holding the cigarette, lighting it in a cloudy line, and taking a warm, elegant drag.

"How can a child learn to smoke like an adult?" Sha Hong looked down on him and grinned a little grimace through his teeth, obviously not going to go along with this ridiculous "choreography".

Until He Yu absently dusted off his cigarette.

His eyes moved from the ashes of his cigarette to Sha Hong's face, "I'm not here to pick up on your prison life. What I want to pick up is some of your past as a chauffeur."

Prisoners watch the news at 7:00 p.m. every night, so it's not like Sha Hong didn't know about Cheng Kang.

With his personal intuition, he immediately realized that the visitor's words had something to do with it, and he was afraid that "picking the breeze" was just a pretext given by the other party who did not want to attract the attention of the prison guards.

Sha Hong picked up the cigarettes that He Yu had just handed to him from the table, borrowed the fire, and slowly took a drag.

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

Both read something cryptic in each other's eyes.

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

"Curiosity." He Yu said, "I wanted to do a show on the criminal mind, but I didn't want someone who started down that path early. You're the one who went astray later, with many stories, and you've seen big waves and big people. I'm interested in you and the stormy figures you've come into contact with ...... the Burmese drug lords, the Yanzhou drug king, that legendary lotioneer in the Macau casino, and Dean Leung, who you served in your earliest days."

But He Yu only took his knuckles and tapped the corner of the table languidly as he spoke of Dean Liang.

Sha Hong saw this action, but the guards didn't notice the trick.

Sha Hong was quiet for a moment and snorted like a salivating dog, "Oh, I kind of see what you mean."

He Yu was satisfied with Sha Hong's intelligence.

This kind of coded language is not for the average person to pick up on.

But Sha Hong, who has been smuggling/trafficking for years and has escaped arrest several times by being vigilant, does have a higher-than-normal comprehension of the situation.

"What's in it for me?" Sha Hong smiled, meaning it, "Boy, I'm not exactly a journalism boot camp here, so you've got to give me something so I can give you something to work with."

He Yu takes another drag.

Then threw the butt casually, but not into the ashtray next to it, but outside.

"Oops." He Yu faded, "You see what I've gotten myself into, this is how it, came out."

With the last words, "And it's out," he lifted his eyes and stared into Sha Hong's--

He Yu was sure that the man understood what he was saying from the light that suddenly burst out from the bottom of the other man's eyes.

The man's breath caught a little. Just couldn't quite show it with the discipline in the way.

His facial muscles tightened, and after a moment, he reluctantly snorted, "You are also high in this skill, the unity is so big ashtray, you can throw the smoke to the outside?"

He Yu carefully wiped the soot from his fingers.

Fade said, "Uh-huh."

And then laughed: "No more cigarettes. Let's circle back to business... I wonder, Mr. Sha, if you'd be willing to do me the favor of giving me this bit of subject matter and inspiration?"