Chapter 137: Access to Headquarters

Both of them had prepared in advance for infiltrating the basement of the Zhilong Group.

Xie Qingcheng aside, He Yu, before he drove off, silently hacked into Huang Zhilong's private system, cloned all of Huang Zhilong's electronic locks, and also obtained the drawings of the original architectural design of Zhilong's headquarters.

Even though it's nighttime, the Chi Lung Collective is still heavily secured, and it's very risky to sneak in from the front, the two of them studied the map carefully for a while, and both of them agreed that entering from the back of the building near the big truck unloading yard would be the least likely to be detected, and it's already this time of the day, and there are still trucks coming in and out.

"You know what this reminds me of?" He Yu stares from the shadows at the vans that enter Shiroku's headquarters with their passes.

"What?"

"Auschwitz on the eve of Germany's defeat." He Yu said softly, "The Nazis began to kill prisoners in the camp in large numbers because they were human evidence, and at the same time the Nazi officers carried out a mass burning of the archives, because they were physical evidence."

"These trucks are constantly coming in and out, going in empty and coming out full, and most of the stuff they contain is unseen, although they must be well camouflaged in transit, but ......"

Xie Qingcheng saw He Yu talking and picking up his cell phone, asking, "What are you going to do?"

"Make trouble for the other side."

Less than fifteen minutes after He Yu's phone call, a funeral vehicle from He's family nursing home turned at an unknown intersection and crashed into the back of the van.

The driver of the funeral vehicle got out of the car cursing, dialed the traffic police, and made sure to say that the truck was overloaded, which led to a very slow start and an accident.

Under normal circumstances, the traffic police will not stop the car to find out what the goods are, but once there is an accident, it's a different story.

The truck driver was forced to open his position for investigation.

The barn door is open ......

"Sea sand." The truck driver said to the traffic police, "It's just some building materials, it's really not overloaded."

The driver of the funeral car He Yu sent was driving a mike.

The microphone picked up the sound of conversations from the accident scene.

He Yu frowned when he heard the word "sea sand".

Sea sand is frankly the kind of sediment deposited in the sea, is a kind of decoration building materials, Zhilong building if you want to carry out remodeling renovation and expansion, there is this kind of yellow sand car loaded with sea sand in and out of the building is not normal.

However, because it was all mud, the carrying capacity was measured in tons, and it was not easy to find some unseen instruments, filth, or even broken bodies hidden inside.

Traffic police under normal circumstances is not authorized to let the driver clear sand unloading - sea sand is not cheap, and sometimes still shipping companies can't make ends meet when used to auction off the commodity against debt. This is Zhilong Group's private property, even the functional departments, in the absence of conclusive evidence can not arbitrarily dispose of the sand and mud.

"It looks like they're actually selling stolen goods. This thing is like a dozen tons of sea sand mixed with a few kilograms of cocaine." He Yu said, "It's almost undetectable."

"If they poured their bulk storage of hearing water into this sand, it would be as completely diluted and concealed as if it were poured into the ocean." He Yu said, "And with a van of this volume, a few bodies buried in the sea sand is not out of the question. I'm not pessimistic, but I do suspect that they're killing the subjects in batches in the basement right now - if indeed there are any of those."

Xie Qingcheng didn't say anything, but he wasn't surprised.

After all, it was the usual practice to kill prisoners before the end of the war and to silence them before things fell apart. The Shillong Group was originally a dehumanizing group, so there was no need to expect it to make an exception.

Now, this can't be delayed any longer, and every second is a lost opportunity to find out the truth and save lives.

He Yu and Xie Qingcheng had gone over their options, and although there were a lot of holes in each of them, no one could expect Huang Zhilong to happily hand over the Listening Water on his own, and they really didn't have much more time to prepare.

The finalized entry location for the two was this entrance to the high voltage substation.

The entrance looks the least likely to be breached because of the high-voltage network all around it, but He Yu has been working on it since a while-

This section of the high voltage network is controlled by the machine room at Chi-Lung's headquarters, which is manned by staff 24 hours a day to prevent accidents.

With He Yu's ability to hack into the computer room computer hijacking control software is not a problem, but the trouble is that the other side is a 24-hour computer monitoring, He Yu invasion, the staff will immediately find out, whether it is to report to Huang Zhilong, or in the high-voltage wire network over the resumption of power, the consequences are unimaginable.

"But there is still a way." He Yu said, "It's that we go over faster."

He said, picking up his cell phone for the second time tonight and dialing a number.

The second call was made to a 24-hour coffee shop near the Shillong Building.

"Yes, a caramel macchiato delivered downstairs, call this number and my friend will come down to pick it up." He Yu said, quoting a string of numbers he had looked up in advance.

From this angle where they are standing, they can see into the substation duty studio.

In less than ten minutes, the fat programmer sitting by the window received a phone call, and after a few questions and answers, the fat man got up with a bewildered look on his face, and walked out of the duty room, scratching his head before his back disappeared, it seemed that he was very confused about who had ordered him a drink in the middle of the night.

"It's about a five-minute round trip from the duty room to downstairs." He Yu unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the car, and gestured for Xie Qingcheng to come with him, "We have to turn off the high-voltage grid and go over it in five minutes."

"...... When did you do the math."

"From the first time you told me about the contents of the basement video." He Yu had already turned on his cellular device while speaking.

He was so focused when he was doing this that he didn't look at Xie Qingcheng's face. Xie Qingcheng, however, looked at the side of his face, the young man's face was illuminated by the light of the cell phone screen, and the lines of code running at a rapid pace appeared in the dark pupils of his eyes.

He Yu dribbled his fingers as he said, "To tell you the truth, when I saw that video, I knew you'd want to do that someday."

Xie Qingcheng was a bit speechless for a moment.

He felt touched inside, and then felt sorry for He Yu - if He Yu liked a girl, who the hell couldn't be chased with that heart?

It's just a shame it's all wasted on your own big man ......

Meanwhile, the fat man got into the elevator and it went down.

He Yu succeeded in remotely holding the main control computer of the high voltage station hostage and began shutting down the power grid sequentially.

When the grid is shut down, the red light on the net goes off, a safety sign during high-voltage net testing, and now the basis of their judgment on whether the interception was successful.

He Yu watched them go out one by one from far to near, sighed in relief, put his cell phone back in his pocket, and turned his head to Xie Qingcheng and said, "Let's go."

Xie is good at climbing over the wall, but Miss He is not so good at it. Even if Xie Qingcheng can't use the strength of one arm, his old man's movements are much sharper than He Yu's. He is a very good at climbing over the wall, but Miss He is not so good at it.

He Yu's previous games were all about the kind of moderate motion machines, where has he ever climbed this kind of high-pressure barbed wire fence. The prestige he had just intercepted the other party's controller was suddenly lost, and halfway through the climb, his face turned white, not knowing how to put his foot down again.

Xie Qingcheng had already successfully climbed over the iron barrier and landed at the other end of the high-pressure net, he looked at Mr. He's overwhelmed appearance through the iron net, and raised his hand to look at his watch: "There are still two minutes left, don't be in a hurry, step this way over."

He Yu and the stuck cat: "Hell ...... can't even flip over ......"

Xie Qingcheng : "Step on the third square by the left foot, right hand first."

"Still can't get through ......"

"Be careful, don't rush, there's still time."

However, no one would have thought that the two were fighting with the high voltage network over here, and inside the control tower station, the station inspectors from the Zhilong headquarters were checking the status of the night guards in each department one by one, and in a good turn of events, they came to the high voltage substation duty room!

"Where's that fat ass?" As soon as the inspector entered the door, he found that no one was actually in the office, so he couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed and took out his walkie-talkie and started calling the programmer on duty.

"Fatty, where are you? Where have you been?"

"Boss, I'll just go downstairs and get a caramel macchiato, be right up."

"What's with the macchiato in the middle of the night, so fat and caramelized. Hurry back!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's coming up boss!"

The inspector cursed and hung up the phone, swept his eyes around the control station, and was about to leave when, suddenly, he noticed the high-voltage network energized master valve button at the machine, which had somehow gone out.

"Shit! This dead fat ...... man!" The patrolman walked up and pulled out his chair and sat down in front of the fat man's computer.

All the control programs had been shut down by He Yu, but the patrol supervisor assumed that Fatty had inadvertently disconnected them before he left. He was so angry that he cursed Fatty again and began to connect the power grids back one by one.

This is really a flying accident, He Yu here over the wall over half of it, the distance suddenly drop two sound, crisp sound into the ears, face suddenly white--

This is the alarm alert sound for high voltage rewiring!

Xie Qingcheng was also shocked and made a prompt decision: "He Yu, jump down!"

He Yu twisted his head to see, the bottom is about four meters high, all sharp sand ground, directly jump down certainly can fall enough.

Xie Qingcheng's face turned white, "Jump! I'll catch you!"

He Yu was at the top of the mesh wall at that moment, one foot had just collapsed to the side where Xie Qingcheng was standing, and the other had not even had time to come over when he watched the alarm go off three times, and then the red indicator of high voltage at the farthest end of the mesh lighted up and closed in on him at a very high rate of speed ......

It can't be delayed any longer!

Xie Qingcheng : "You fucking jump!!!"

Knowing that he had no choice, He Yu gritted his teeth, let go of the iron net, closed his eyes, and fell straight forward-

"Bang!"

Only a muffled thud was heard.

He Yu's whole body jumped on Xie Qingcheng's body, and was really hugged tightly by Xie Qingcheng's waist!

This scene would be very romantic if a girl jumped into the arms of a handsome guy like Xie Qingcheng.

Unfortunately, He Yu is a 189cm tall young man, and with such a solid impact, Xie Qingcheng, despite shielding him firmly, was pushed by the force of the impact and stumbled two steps, and was finally crushed solidly by He Yu on the gravel ground.

"Ahem ......"

Xie Qingcheng was hit so hard that He Yu's elbow hit his lung, and he couldn't help but cough, the faintest taste of blood rising in his throat.

He Yu fell against Xie Qingcheng's chest, looked up and saw Xie Qingcheng coughing with his sword brows, and immediately climbed up and carried Xie Qingcheng along with him.

"Brother, is it crushing you? Are you okay?"

Xie Qingcheng coughed and shook his head, "What about you? Are there any injuries?"

He Yu did not expect Xie Qingcheng to really protect him like this, and did not reply, but suddenly raised his hand and hugged him, and whispered, "No. You are so handsome."

"........."

"Brother, you're really handsome."

The kid's a psychopath, and he's still here to talk to him about it.

Xie Qingcheng coughed softly and patted He Yu's head, "Hurry up."

There is little protection on this side of the high-voltage network, and in their minds, a million volts is the best barrier.

He Yu and Xie Qingcheng only encountered a lazy security guard, which they had no difficulty avoiding through the darkness of the night, and then they arrived at the back door of Zhilong's headquarters.

There was a heavy mechanical lock cast with a green-faced bushel.

Mechanical locks are produced by the subordinate department of the most famous steel factory in Huzhou, and the iron pin alone is three kilograms heavy.

He Yu's head hurt when he looked at the lock, and he was at a loss as to what to do when he saw Xie Qingcheng take a tool that looked very much like a knife blade from among the objects he had with him, and said to him, "Make way."

"You can pick locks?" He Yu said in consternation.

Xie Qingcheng leaned over and carefully used a tool to test the lock cylinder inside, while listening to the sound of the latch clicking.

Then it says, "The infrastructure stone at Shillong's headquarters has the building's completion date, year, supervision, and contractor written on it as required. This lock also has the HU Steel logo on it."

"So what?"

"There's an uncle in my neighborhood who has worked at Husqvarna Steel for almost forty years and has been in charge of iron lock melting this garage for thirty years." Xie Qingcheng said, "He was in charge of forging the heavy iron locks for all these big factories in Huzhou from 90 to 20 years. I asked him about the opening method."

He Yu : "......... You Huzhou people are really deep."

Xie Qingcheng glanced at him, did not say anything, after a few moments, the lock eye came several consecutive clicks muffled sound.

The lock is open.

Xie Qingcheng just a little bit of force, the heavy iron chain by his four two pounds to pull down on the ground, raising a fine dust.

Xie Qingcheng and He Yu pushed open the door and walked in cautiously. As a result, they didn't get more than a few meters away before their steps stopped again.

There's actually a second door here!

The second door uses iris sensing technology, which requires a person who has been recorded to be biometric.

He Yu went up and looked at the lock's program code, factory number, and manufacturer's home, then said, "I can break this one, I'll do it."

Today, Xie Qingcheng naturally doesn't have any doubts about He Yu's hacking skills, and if he says he can crack it, then he can definitely crack it.

Xie Qingcheng waited quietly by the side.

While waiting he developed a subtle feeling--

In the past, he had almost always fought alone, and while many things could eventually be resolved, the process was inevitably eventful.

And this time, traveling with He Yu to the basement of Shillong, he and He Yu were as much side-by-side as he had ever been when he was with Qin Ciyan, and even he had to admit that things had gotten a lot better with He Yu by his side.

This makes Xie Qingcheng feel nostalgic and dangerous, because of some unknown secret, he actually doesn't really want to be that close to others now, especially in action and in mind ......

As he was thinking this, a short but pleasant musical cue sounded.

He Yu: "Open."

The electronic doors slowly retracted to either side, revealing the deep, dimly lit tunnel within.

It's a total bomb shelter style basement modeled after a wartime design.

The basement was filled with a disturbing chill, and the corridor presented a deep sea of depressing, dark colors.

An icy AI female voice rang out in the corridor, "Guest, welcome to Zhilong Entertainment."

Long lamps lit noiselessly on the cool wet walls, one after ...... another waiting for them to go forward.

Xie Qingcheng and He Yu hold their breath as they walk forward together, the tone of the place, the color and texture of the background walls, all exactly as recorded in Zhao Xue's video. It was as if they were walking into a well-made science fiction movie, and when they came to the nearest corner, their eyes opened up, and the scene reflected in their retinas put a layer of horror on the science fiction movie.

It's a huge underground central rotunda that spills out in eight directions into complex tunnel-warfare-like tunnels, and He Yu and Xie Qingcheng are at the exit of one of these tunnels.

In the center of the round hall stands an amethyst-cut Feng Shui pillar with a baroque architectural style cross in front of it that is embraced by three people.

At the lower end of the cross is a set of petri dish bins.

That's a sterile bin in the research lab, where you can set the temperature and humidity to preserve the test samples for a long time.

If Huang Zhilong possessed a certain amount of Listening Water, then this would be the best place to store it. Xie Qingcheng immediately quickly stepped forward, but was disappointed when he saw the situation inside the warehouse.

The incubation bins have all been emptied.

He Yu turns on the hidden camera watch he purposely wears to videotape these scenes - he's been doing forensics since he entered the basement.

"Huang Zhilong did destroy the evidence before the east window was opened." He Yu said, "Let's look further ahead."

Even if the basement was complicated, this was still Shanghai, where land was scarce, and Zhilong Group's headquarters had a limited area, so it couldn't really be built into a maze. It was only that the entrance to each tunnel was protected by mechanical locks and biological locks, so it would take some time for He Yu and Xie Qingcheng to crack it.

The eight tunnels were connected to eight closed chambers, and Xie Qingcheng went through the process of suspending their hearts every time they opened one of them, because they didn't know what kind of scene was waiting for them in the closed chambers.

"No one is there, but there are bloodstained scratches on all sides of the walls." He Yu entered the first enclosed room and videotaped it while surveying the room's interior, "The scratches are crisscrossed, both deep and shallow, meaning the force ranges from strong to weak ...... if I'm not mistaken."

He turned on the wolf's eye searchlight he had brought with him and shone it into the four walls of the dimly lit room.

The flashlight finally settled on a mesh ventilator in the corner of the ceiling.

He Yu's eyes darkened, "This is a gas chamber."

When he was in Europe, he visited the gas chambers of the infamous Nazi concentration camps during World War II, and even after nearly a hundred years, he could still feel a gust of eerie chill when he walked into them. The walls of the gas chambers were covered with mottled scratches, and the walls were coagulated with mold and blood stains that had long since lost their original color.

He Yu had the same feeling the moment he walked into this place as he had when he entered the gas chamber site of the concentration camp. Here, the lingering spirits are more vivid, because the time of death is more recent.

It's as if when you close your eyes, you are surrounded by people screaming madly in the gas - people dying without dignity like slaughtered animals ......

He Yu videotapes the bloodstained scratches on the wall and then proceeds to the next tunnel with Xie Qingcheng.

The next enclosed room that the canals connect to is an archive room.

But the contents were either moved or burned.

On the floor were the charred ashes from the burning of the paper, and barely a few scraps of pages, all of which were private files that could not corroborate anything.

The third archive room is the specimen room.

But everything in the formalin solution is gone too ......

Room four, interrogation room.

Some instruments of torture could be seen, and a cold light hit a tiger bench in the very center.

Room 5, infirmary.

All that's left is an operating bed and some routine medical equipment.

The sixth room, a house arrest room to prevent suicides by mentally ill patients, has soft treatment on the corners and walls.

Xie Qingcheng and He Yu didn't have much of a conversation along the way, because they both already had the uneasy feeling that there probably wasn't any direct evidence of Huang Zhilong's guilt.

The basement is now unguarded, and the petri dishes, herbs, instruments, specimens, and materials ...... have all been emptied, which means that Huang Zhilong has probably completely disposed of his "nest". So he didn't need to heavily guard the place.

Seventh room.

The door opened.

The scene that comes to mind is one that is very familiar to Xie Qingcheng.

Zhao Xue from the video.

This place was larger than any of the six closed rooms that preceded it; it should not be called a room, but a separate space. It was laid out like a prison cell, and it is conceivable that victims such as Zhao Xue had previously been locked up in these tiny rooms, with no way to live and no way to die.

They walked around inside and all the cells had been emptied and there was no one inside.

However--

"Xie Qingcheng, come here and look." He Yu suddenly stood still in one of the cells and said to Xie Qingcheng, "There are words on this."