Chapter 61 Du Ziyuan

Tu Lanxun is now absolutely certain that Chen Yizhou's inclusion in the organ transplant list is related to the inexplicable blood donation physical examination he participated in.

Is it good enough to get some nutritional compensation for blood donation? Blood donation organizations aren't charity organizations. Who would arrange a full physical examination for every blood donor? The cost would be much higher than the nutritional compensation.

The purpose of a physical examination is to determine various indicators of the human body in order to enter matching values ​​of the organs.

When a "customer" comes to buy organs, Deshi can pick the fruits directly according to the physical examination records.

The people on that list have died accidentally on a large scale, which means that the list was used after the program was launched.

Chen Yizhou is very dangerous.

"You mean me? There's no danger in my life." Chen Yizhou asked for another can of ice soda and said as he drank, "Besides, I'm leaving Lucheng next week."

Tu Lanxun was startled.

Chen Yizhou said, "Our portion of the project is almost finished, and the entire project is almost finished. I'm going back to the small city near my hometown. Prices here are too high. As you journalists would say... Oh, right, the cost of living!"

Today is Friday, and Chen Yizhou will pack up and leave Lucheng next Monday. He said he hasn't booked a ticket yet, and will just hitchhike with a fellow villager. This was a verbal agreement between them.

"I don't have anything to pack," Chen Yizhou said. "I haven't chatted with anyone in a while. To be honest, I don't belong to Lucheng, and Lucheng doesn't belong to me. My hometown is much better than this. At least it's not haunted."

Tu Lanxun listened to Chen Yizhou's complaints, from contractors who ran away with unpaid wages to construction team leaders who forced workers to work in ghost towns. Chen Yizhou drained his can of drink and said, "But the most righteous employer I've ever worked for was the one on the development zone project... the Tu Group! The Tu Group offered good treatment, but it's a shame they were brought down by the devil. Even after they went bankrupt, I still received my salary according to the rules."

Tu Lanxun was silent.

After leaving Chen Yizhou's phone number, the two said goodbye. Tu Lanxun estimated that nothing would happen to Chen Yizhou, as he would be leaving in three days. However, to be on the safe side, she still said that she might need to add follow-up details and might contact him again.

When Chen Yizhou heard that there would be a reward, he agreed readily and said that if anything interesting happened at the construction site in the last two days, he would tell her.

N's figure slowly emerged beside Tu Lanxun, holding the note in his hand. He preferred to use his left hand. "There are two people left, Wu Long and Du Ziyuan."

Wu Long had just graduated from a vocational school this year and was assigned to a home window and door factory to do welding. When Tu Lanxun and N rushed to the factory, she pretended to be Wu Long's classmate, but Wu Long was not there.

His supervisor looked at Tu Lanxun several times. Seeing that she was wearing a mask and acting mysteriously, he wondered what she was thinking and said, "He went to work in another branch factory today."

The branch factory was outside the northern suburbs. Tu Lanxun was quite eloquent and quickly got Wu Long's phone number. When the leader asked, she thought but didn't think it through and said, "He doesn't contact me at this number!"

Now it was even harder to explain. The young leader simply thought Tu Lanxun was a naive person who had been deceived by Wu Long. He looked worried and said, "I don't think that boy is that kind of person. Oh, it's really..."

He waved his hand. "Forget it. You youngsters can do whatever you want. But don't delay the on-site work when you go to see him. It's really strange. He's been out with his master all day, and I haven't answered my calls yet."

Wu Long has been out of contact for a whole day.

Tu Lanxun thanked his leader and left, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

The northern suburbs branch wasn't far from the city. They sped along and soon saw the large sign for the small factory. They also encountered two ambulances traveling in the opposite direction of the silver-gray Jetta. As they passed, Tu Lanxun asked, "Could that be Wu Long in that car?"

N shook his head: "There is a faint aura of death, but I can't feel it." None of them had ever come into contact with Wu Long.

Finally arrived outside the factory, as soon as I got off the car I knew something had happened. A group of people gathered together, making a lot of noise. The guard booth was empty, and even the guard had gone to watch the fun.

Tu Lanxun ran inside and saw a gaping hole in the factory's supposedly small fourth-floor window. It looked as if the facade had been ripped away, revealing the light metal frame of the ceiling. Someone, a leader-like figure, stood at the edge of the fourth-floor slab, barking orders, "Alright, everyone, get back to work and stop looking!"

The group of people gathered on the ground didn't listen to him. They talked and slowly dispersed, revealing a pool of blood in the middle of the ground. It was very fresh but already solidified. The strong wind made the surface wrinkled and slightly fluid.

There was a crane nearby, the cable was half broken, the hook was dangling in the air, and there was a piece of broken glass on the ground. Due to the coating, the glass was only deformed as a whole, but this made the blood-red stickiness imprinted on the bottom of the glass particularly glaring.

Tu Lanxun was among the crowd and heard the workers muttering, "How tragic! Old Zhu was buried in an instant. Do you think he can be saved?"

Another person said, "Help, for fuck's sake! The person is already flat on their face. Even if an ambulance takes them there, they'll just be taking them to the funeral home. Hey, have their families been notified?"

"Not yet. The idiot director told us to shut up first. No one here is allowed to say anything." The person in front cursed, "Bah! If he hadn't been using his power to bully others and insist on replacing his office with a full wall of floor-to-ceiling glass, how could this have happened? How did that crane suddenly break?"

The second person sighed: "Stop talking, be careful not to let anyone hear you. But Wu Long's family is still miserable. If he dies, he dies. If he lies half-dead in the hospital for the rest of his life, the whole family will be ruined."

Tu Lanxun listened to the stories here and there and pieced together what had happened.

Today, the branch factory leader wanted to replace the floor-to-ceiling windows in the office. The crane lifted the entire piece of glass to the fourth floor. Suddenly, there was a problem with the cable. Wu Long and his master Lao Zhu happened to pass by. The unlucky Lao Zhu was knocked to the ground by the glass weighing dozens or hundreds of pounds.

Wu Long was slightly better off, as the glass didn't hit him. However, the crane's large iron hook suddenly lost its hanging object and dropped like a pendulum, hitting the back of his head and knocking him down.

People had different opinions on Wu Long's condition. Some said that Wu Long was fine and just fainted, while others said that it was nothing, as there was a small dent in his head.

The two ambulances Tu Lanxun and N had just encountered were transporting Lao Zhu and Wu Long. They had also found out the address of the hospital, which was the nearest Fukang Hospital.

Fukang Hospital was a public hospital, but it was small and low-ranking, far inferior to the First and Second Hospitals. Tu Lanxun and N had no choice but to go there. Finding Wu Long was easy, as he was being pushed out with a tube inserted.

With a quick glance at the gurney cart, N said, "It's gone."

Wu Long's body is still alive for the time being, but he has been failing for the past two days. The damage to his brain is too severe, and there is no possibility of him even becoming a vegetative state.

Probably because they were unable to contact the family, the hospital did not make the decision to remove the tube. While contacting the superior hospital, they accelerated the search for the family, letting them decide whether to perform another round of useless rescue or come directly to see the patient for the last time.

Tu Lanxun and N were still late.

"This list isn't strictly based on the order in which the supplies were hunted," N said. "Chen Yizhou is still fine, but Wu Long is gone."

Wu Long's soul has not appeared yet. According to common sense, after the body dies, the ghost will appear in a random place and lose some of its memory. It will take some time for Wu Long to get it back.

Tu Lanxun asked, "Is it possible that it has been absorbed?"

After she finished speaking, she realized that she had asked a nonsense question. Of course it was impossible. De Shi only had two soul extractors, the golden mirror and the bronze lynx, and now they all fell into their hands.

What does this mean? It means Wu Long was rushed through the queue. The patient who matched him must be in a critical condition, so he jumped the queue.

This is why Chen Yizhou was still alive, but Wu Long behind him was killed early.

"Waiting here isn't a solution," Tu Lanxun said. "We need to go back to the scene and collect evidence that they murdered Wu Long and Master Zhu."

Driving back to the North Suburbs Branch, there were already three police cars parked there. Tu Lanxun stopped on the other side of the grass and saw several familiar faces.

The middle-aged woman who was encountered once in the hospital public toilet and again at the scene where Ma committed suicide might be a police officer. She was of a high rank but her position was unknown.

She remembered the serious-looking male police officer, whose name was Captain Li. There was also a young female police officer and a simple-minded middle-aged male police officer who were often with Captain Li.

Tu Lanxun looked over and saw that the scene of the falling glass had been cordoned off by police officers. The factory leader was taken aside for questioning, sweating profusely. The one who reprimanded him was Captain Li, who was probably talking about silencing his subordinates.

The mysterious middle-aged female police officer was much more powerful. She was climbing on the crane without any safety protection, carefully checking every detail of the machine. The crane operator was looking at her nervously.

Why did the police notice something was wrong? It looked like a normal factory accident.

But there was no need to paint the blue Xun here. For some reason, she felt such a sense of trust in her heart as she looked at the busy crowd of uniformed people.

Please.

"Let's go." Tu Lanxun turned and started driving. "Let's go find Du Ziyuan now."

On the way, Tu Lanxun urgently pushed the computer ghost to find out Du Ziyuan's itinerary. According to the latest Weibo post released by the latter - instant coffee, work station and blind box dolls accompanying her at work, Du Ziyuan should be in the company.

Du Ziyuan works for Caiyuan Media, a company in this city with an auspicious name. The company specializes in livestreaming and selling goods, so it's a small business, and Du Ziyuan works in operations.

It's called operations, but in reality, it's a multi-tasking position, requiring some editing, filming, and product selection. However, she only gets one salary. Du Ziyuan has only been here for three months, and her position within the company has already undergone a major reshuffle. Only she, the hard-working woman, stayed. This company truly deserves its name, "Caiyuan."

Layoffs give to employees, and financial resources go to the boss.

When Tu Lanxun arrived at Caiyuan Media, it was already 5:30 p.m., usually the last minute to slack off, but Caiyuan Media seemed small and crowded. Everyone was busy, no one was ordering takeout or preparing to call a ride-hailing service.

Du Ziyuan's workstation was at the very edge, and she was talking to her boss.

A cloud of black energy was attached to the boss, and he said with a greasy smile: "Xiao Du, come to my office."