In the rest room of Renxin Hospital, Yuan Hansen and Lu Wan supported each other and walked in the gloomy corridor, with grief and despair written on their faces. The hospital staff responsible for guiding the way followed closely behind.

The air was filled with an unsettling smell of disinfectant water, and the dim light casts a swaying shadow on the gray ground.

Yuan Hansen held his wife's hand tightly, his steps seemed a little staggering, while Lu Wan was already in tears, her eyes were red and swollen, and she could hardly see the road ahead.

From the moment the Military Commission spies came to inform them to recognize the body, the couple was in this state. Losing their son in middle age is indeed the most painful thing in life.

The iron door of the rest room slowly opened, and a mortal bed covered with white cloth was quietly parked in the center of the room. The beam of light from the incandescent lamps on the top of the ceiling shone on the mortal bed, and the surroundings became extremely quiet.

"Mr. Yuan, take a look." Ling Sanping said softly and asked the staff to pull the white bra apart.

The staff stepped forward and uncovered the white cloth, revealing the body's face. After cleaning and chemical treatment, Yuan Chuyu, who had originally had a slightly ferocious expression, was now like he was asleep.

Lu Wan took a look and immediately rushed to the mortal bed and cried bitterly. The cry of sorrow echoed in the room, and she was still whimpering words.

Yuan Hansen, who was standing beside him, held back his tears, reached out to touch the corpse's face slowly, gritted his teeth and tried not to cry, but the tears couldn't stop falling.

Ling Sanping knew that he shouldn't speak, but due to his responsibilities, he had to ask Yuan Hansen with a hard heart whether the body was Yuan Chuyu.

Yuan Hansen nodded in pain, then hugged his son with Lu Wan and began to cry. The voice spread from the restroom and drifted down the window to the gloomy sky.

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Sand Mag Area, Central University.

In the crowded campus, several students stood at the entrance of the teaching building and spoke loudly. The content was related to a message just now, and the conversation gradually attracted more students.

"Do you know, Chuyu is dead."

"I know, the police station also asked the school gentleman to identify the body."

"Damn the murderer!"

"The police station is such a waste. I haven't caught the murderer after so many days."

"The murderer has been found, and I heard that he is called Zhao Dayang."

"Why didn't you catch me after finding out, the police station is just a waste."

What young people lack the most is passion and impulse. The students become more and more angry as they talk. Some people suggested going to the government headquarters to protest and put pressure on the police. They immediately followed.

However, before everyone could take action, the head of Central University appeared and persuaded the students to leave. The upcoming storm ended before it even began.

Outside the dispersed crowd, a pair of eyes looked here secretly, with fear and regret in their eyes, and quickly becoming vicious.

"Dingling~~"

The class bell rang, and the students entered the classroom one by one, but everyone was unwilling to listen to the class and continued to whisper about Yuan Chuyu's death.

The teachers on the podium didn't mind either. It was better to lose some things than to be confused. Instead of scolding students, it was better to let them talk as much as possible, as time would dilute everything.

In one of the classrooms, there was a young man sitting in his seat. He stared blankly at the front with a dull expression. This person was Yuan Chuyu's friend Fang Quan.

"Full, square."

At this time, someone next to him pushed Fang Quan's shoulder. Fang Quan suddenly came back to his senses and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Tomorrow, students are going to visit Chu Yu's parents. You are friends with him. You should know the address of the Yuan family. Can you take us there?"

The speaker said the reason for calling him. Fang Quan was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly, then turned around again, staring at the blackboard and fell into a daze.

Three hours later, the students rushed out of the classroom and headed to the canteen. The corridor was full of people, and Fang Quan was also there. Suddenly, his shoulder was hit, and a ball of paper appeared on the palm of his hand.

Fang Quan quickly turned around, but only saw the dark head. He thought about it, squeezed away the crowd and walked to a secluded place to open the paper ball.

A few minutes later, Fang Quan's figure left the teaching building. Unlike before, his face was full of excitement.

In the office building hundreds of meters away, the little spy hurried into the room and posted it to Song Minghao's ear and said a few words. After hearing this, Song Minghao said to Zuo Chong and Gu Qi next to him: "Deputy Director Gu, the man really moved."

"Pay attention to monitoring and do not act until the last moment." Zuo Chong's voice was sonorous and powerful, and he closed his eyes tightly when he spoke.

Guqi originally wanted to ask about the suspect, but when he saw Zuo Chong like this, he could only shut up his mouth. Since the deputy director didn't say it, he couldn't ask. This is the rule.

Outside a bungalow on campus, Fang Quan pushed open the creaking door, and the sun shone into the room through the broken windows, and the dust slowly drifted in the air.

This place is the chemical experimental zone of Central University. Last year, the mountain city was bombed by the Japanese on a large scale, and the experimental zone was also hit by a bomb, which has been abandoned to this day. Few people come here usually.

There is a corridor on both sides of the entrance of the experimental area, which connect more than a dozen laboratories. After careful observation, there are still blood stains of the injured during the bombing on the ground of the corridor.

Fang Quan took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to step in. The experimental area was silent, and only the glass fragments on the ground reflected light.

Bypassing the broken experimental vessel, he walked along the corridor to the laboratory on the far left, and the darkness was gradually swallowed up behind him, and the cold wind blew the door panel creaking.

Everything in front of him made Fang Quan feel retrenched, but when he thought of the news about the murderer on the note and Yuan Chuyu, he overcame his fear and walked to the door of the laboratory.

Using the small window above the wooden door, Fang Quan saw an old wooden table in the dark room. There seemed to be a booklet on it. He immediately opened the door and came to the table, wanting to see what was written in the booklet.

"Click."

A slight sound of glass shattering sounded in the direction of the door. Although the sound was very small, it was extremely harsh in the quiet laboratory.

Fang Quan was about to turn around, and a hand stretched out from the darkness and tightly tied his neck. The force was so great that Fang Quan's eyes turned black and his breathing became difficult.

Standing behind him was a short black shadow, with the other person covering his head with a black mask, only a pair of cold eyes exposed.

Fang Quan grabbed Heiying's arm with both hands and rushed backwards to try to break free, but the opponent's strength was far more powerful than him, and he cleverly avoided the impact when he stood, obviously after professional fighting training.

"You...who are you?"

Fang Quan asked hoarsely, his voice seemed intermittent due to lack of oxygen.

The man did not answer, but only increased the strength of his hands. Fang Quan felt that his arms, which were strangling his neck, became tighter and tighter.

His vision began to blur, his consciousness gradually became dazed, and some small red bloodshots appeared on the whites of his eyes. As time went by, the bloodshots spread aggravated, and his eyes looked like they were stained with blood, and their eyes were slightly protruding, which seemed particularly terrifying.

Realizing that he could not escape death if he didn't resist, Fang Quan tried his best and suddenly lifted his foot toward the wall. The two of them hit the wall together.

The black shadow felt ache, and the force on his hands was slightly smaller. Fang Quan seized the opportunity to use an elbow strike and successfully broke free from the other party's arms. He gasped heavily and his neck was sore.

But the black shadow rushed over again. Fang Quan grabbed a test tube and smashed it over. The bottle shattered in response to the sound, glass residue splashed everywhere, and the black shadow let out a muffled groan.

Fang Quan took the opportunity to run towards the door, but unexpectedly he was caught after just a few steps. He knew that he could not escape, so he simply turned around and started to fight with the other party.

During the fight, the two of them knocked over the table and chairs, and the room was in a mess. The black shadow strangled Fang Quan's neck again. This time the strength was even greater. Fang Quan felt a sense of suffocation coming quickly, his hands and feet lost their strength, and his eyes became dark.

"Ba~~ba~~ba~~ba~~ba~~"

Just as Fang Quan was on the verge of death, a burst of applause came from outside the door, and the black shadow and Fang Quan subconsciously looked up.

Several flashlights lit up, and Wu Chunyang and the spies walked into the room slowly. While applauding, he asked Gui Youguang beside him: "It's so wonderful, Youguang, are you right?"

"Hmph." Gui Youguang snorted coldly, his eyes disdained, and obviously he didn't like the fight between the two rookies.

Looking at the Military Control Commission spy who was like a divine weapon falling from the sky, the black shadow was panicked first and then made a fuss, and his body burst out with all his strength, preparing to fight to the death and kill Fang Quan forcibly.

For such a deadly hard-working element, Gui Youguang instantly raised his gun and fired it. The huge gunshot exploded in the narrow room, and a fire flashed by.

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Guqi picked up the bamboo-shelled thermos bottle and added some hot water to the tea cup. The tea rolled in the water for several times, and a tea fragrance rose. After putting the thermos bottle down, he asked Zuo Chong's inner questions.

"Second post, how did you guess the person who is the eyeliner? I thought it was Fang Quan's information revealed to the enemy. The other party has a close relationship with Yuan Chuyu and the most suspicious person."

Zuo Chong held the teacup and smelled it, and asked back: "Lao Gu, the suspect pretended to be a policeman and went to Yuan Chuyu's dormitory to look for something, but why did he pry the desk next door? Is it really for that little money?"

Guqi was silent. They had discussed this issue and concluded that the enemy lacked funds for activities, but before he could speak, Zuo Chong spoke again.

"Okay, even if the suspect wants to steal money, why not pry all the desks open? Anyway, they have time. After all, our appearance is an emergency."

"You mean..." Guqi reacted: "The enemy prying the cabinet not just for money, but for intelligence?"

"good."

Zuo Chong took a sip of tea and said quietly: "The owner of the desk next to Yuan Chuyu is also one of the other party's targets of action. Only in this way can the suspect explain why he did this in vain.

Although doing this can easily expose the eyeliner, I said that the enemy did not expect us to appear at all. If this case was handled by the police station, it would only think that this was an ordinary theft case, and the eyeliner was naturally safe.

Moreover, the enemy is likely to plan to give up the eyeliner, and the eyeliner himself knows this, so what else would he do if he did the matter between Yuan Chuyu and Zhao Dayang besides contacting him online?"

"Escape or look for a scapegoat!" Guqi blurted out.

Zuo Chong smiled: "Yes, yes, but Central University is all our people, and it is difficult for the other party to escape, so he can only take the second path and find a scapegoat!"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang grabbed a man in black who was shot on his wrist and walked to the two of them. Zuo Chong squatted down and pulled off the man in black's hood and smiled.

"Student, we're meeting again. If you want to get the money back, tell me where to find Zhao Dayang."
Chapter completed!