Chapter 1557 Taboo "Zero"

"How did he die?" Jiang Cheng asked.

After a while, the fat man got the answer from Su An. He looked at Jiang Cheng and said hesitantly: "They said... they said Ling... No, that's not right. It was Shao Tong. Shao Tong died of illness."

"Died of illness..."

This answer made Jiang Cheng's scalp numb. The ominous premonition in his heart was coming true little by little. He knew that he was involved in a huge conspiracy.

Su An was kidnapped to the base after Shao Tong's death, so it was normal that he didn't know Shao Tong, and Jiang Cheng judged that these Crimsons had no reason to lie to him.

In the following inquiries, these Crimsons said that they were not familiar with Shao Tong. After all, everyone was locked in their own rooms on weekdays, and it was normal for someone to die in the base. Everyone was used to it.

In a sense, death was more like a relief for them.

Looking at the faces of these Crimsons who had no trace of acting, Jiang Cheng instinctively became alert. It seemed that everything was too logical. He keenly realized that something must have gone wrong. He scanned the faces of these people one by one, and his brain was working rapidly.

The atmosphere became oppressive, the air froze at this moment, and finally Jiang Cheng realized the problem, "Tell them, let all those who know Zero and know that he died of illness step forward. Jiang Cheng skipped the fat man and gave orders directly to Su An.

Su An looked at the fat man, and after seeing the fat man nod, he blew the whistle. After a few short whistles, the scene in front of him made the fat man frown, and a whole row of Crimsons stepped forward.

Now even the fat man realized the problem. Since everyone said that 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 would the base regularly publish a list of deaths?

Obviously, neither of these two situations is possible.

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, and his guess was confirmed. The state of these Crimsons in front of him was even worse. It was like they were collectively brainwashed, someone had planted false information in their memories that Zero was dead and died of illness.

Jiang Cheng could think of it at the moment, 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 suspected that it was not only these Crimson members whose memories were modified, but also researchers like Liu Hui.

The purpose of the president's doing this was also easy to guess, in order to completely erase the traces of "Zero", that is, Shao Tong's existence, and prepare for the next stage of the mission.

All this made sense, but Jiang Cheng wondered if the president was a little too cautious in this move, he always felt that there might be some unknown secrets that had not been discovered.

The door was pushed open, and a man who looked like a researcher walked in quickly, with obvious nervousness on his face, "Mr. Jiang, please excuse me for a moment. "

After taking Jiang Cheng out of the door, the researcher took out a tablet with wavy lines on it, like an electrocardiogram, "Mr. Jiang, you can't stay here any longer. According to our monitoring, the members of Crimson have begun to become irritable, and various body indices are rapidly intensifying, and are approaching the critical point."

"When did it happen?" Jiang Cheng was a little surprised, after all, Su An had been here.

The researcher tapped the screen several times with a serious attitude, and gave an accurate answer after a moment, "Just 7 minutes ago, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Cheng recalled that this time was exactly 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 the researchers, Jiang Cheng called out Fatty. According to Fatty's reaction, Su An also found that the emotions of these deep reds were not right and was helping to vent them.

Soon, under the escort of a team of security personnel, several medical staff in isolation suits rushed in from the other side of the corridor, pushing a trolley covered with a white cloth.

Jiang Cheng ignored the guard's warning and lifted the white cloth. There were tubes of densely arranged syringes underneath, which were already filled with light pink medicine.

The number of medicines was even more than double the number of deep reds in the room.

The researcher who was holding the tablet before was worried that the situation would escalate, so he hurried to explain, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Wang, don't get me wrong. This is a newly developed powerful sedative, specially developed for the special cases inside. It will only weaken their body functions, not fatal. "

Hearing this, the fat man, whose heart was in his throat, finally felt relieved. He had promised the children inside that he would bring them hamburgers and iced happy water for dinner, and he would never break his promise.

Back in the room, Yao Shunyu and Li Bai had been waiting for a long time. When they heard Jiang Cheng introduce the current situation, they also realized the seriousness of the problem.

The fat man asked with a guilty conscience, "Could it be...could it be that the president is actually fake, just a cover, and this Ling, that is, Shao Tong, is the real president."

"No." Yao Shunyu shook his head decisively. His reason was very simple. If it was just a fake president who could fight back and forth with the black-clothed Wushui master, then the real president's strength would only be more unfathomable. If that was the case, then there was no point in making it so complicated, and the president would just come out and kill people indiscriminately.

More importantly, whether it is the president or Shao Tong, they are already dead. Wu personally checked Shao Tong's body, so there is no problem.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was very bad, the fat man couldn't help but stand up and comfort, "Don't worry, brother Su An has promised me just now that he will help us continue to investigate this matter."

After such a toss, Jiang Cheng was no longer sleepy. As soon as he closed his eyes, Shao Tong's figure was wandering in front of him, and the president's face that was exactly the same as his own.

Although Lin Wan'er and Wu had both advised him implicitly, Jiang Cheng knew in his heart that the president was the real Lu Jianli, the paper man that the Great River Goddess once liked.

Time passed in silence, and finally, in the evening, news came that a researcher rushed over in a hurry and notified Jiang Cheng to go to Room 19 on the 3rd floor.

This time Jiang Cheng brought Yao, Shun, Yu, Li Bai, and the fat man, and the four of them rushed over together. Before they got there, they heard the sound of a dispute in the corridor in front.

The person in charge brought a few people to surround Su An and kept explaining something, but Su An, who was standing in front of the door, ignored them until he saw the fat man appear in the distance.