Chapter 63: The Non-Existent Hand

This is Li Ao’s second pack of cigarettes today.

He had just lit the fire when Old Wei came in and said, "That's too evil, too evil!"

They checked the accident scene of Wu Long and Zhu Guide today, and all the investigation results showed that it was an ordinary accident.

But how could such a coincidence happen? Today's on-site surveillance camera happened to be tilted at a wrong angle, and it didn't capture the scene in the factory building.

Based on the piecemeal accounts put together by the witnesses, it is hard not to feel that the God of Hell was determined to take these two people away.

The problem was with the crane. The crane operator said, "Everything was fine. The glass was already hoisted in and just as it was secure, our leader gave it a shove. He didn't do it on purpose."

"How come it wasn't intentional?" Li Ao asked at the time.

The crane operator said, "He wasn't drinking. I was watching the glass closely. The two workers inside had just caught it and were standing on the ground, preparing to unhook it when the leader seemed to fall forward and hit him."

At the same moment of the collision, the cable broke and the glass was pulled forward by the force. The workers behind were afraid of being dragged down and had to retreat.

The operator was confident, but after being questioned from all angles by Li Ao, he scratched his head, feeling uncertain. He simply leaned back and said, "Anyway, I'm operating fine. It's not my fault."

The quality inspection results of the crane have come out. There is no sign of damage to the cable for the time being. It just broke automatically for unknown reasons. We need to contact the manufacturer to check the factory records and maintenance records.

After returning, Li Ao slammed the table and said, "Is the quality of the cable so bad? This is a problem for the manufacturer." Indeed, the cable was only replaced a month ago and its lifespan had not yet expired. How could it break?

Then the evil came.

Lao Wei and Xiao Zhang were in charge of questioning the workers on the fourth floor who were receiving the glass. Both workers insisted, "The cable automatically disconnected before the glass was stabilized."

Is the operator lying?

They also said that there were five people on the fourth floor, four of whom were responsible for connecting the glass, two in the front and two in the back. They were standing in the front, and the remaining one was the leader, and the only one who was not wearing work gloves.

The leader never touched the glass and always stood far back.

Li Ao said, "No! There's something wrong with their expressions."

Later, after being questioned by Xiao Zhang, the workers finally revealed their flaws: they had actually caught the glass, and the glass was indeed smashed down in their hands. The broken cable was not the direct cause.

But the problem was that they said the glass was already stabilizing, and the wind was pushing it backwards against them, but somehow it suddenly fell forward again.

The workers didn't understand why, but they were afraid of being held responsible, so they agreed to say that the cable was broken and put all the blame on the crane.

This brought the issue back to the beginning. Li Ao personally asked, "Is it true that your leader has never touched glass?"

His voice was serious, and he emphasized, "You don't have to cover up for him. If it's discovered later that he bribed someone, no one will be able to escape. Remember, confessing now and being found out later are two completely different things!"

When each worker, including the two standing in front and the two waiting to support in the back, was asked individually, they said that the leader would not come to help them. He stood far away for fear of being bumped and almost hid by the door.

The expression is fine this time.

Li Ao lit another cigarette and pondered this sinister matter alone. The crane operator, no matter how he was questioned, kept repeating his original statement, and finally broke down:

"I'm telling the truth. The glass was hoisted up and placed on the fourth floor. Workers caught it, and then the glass was knocked down!"

Li Ao repeated, "Who hit him? Your leader? Did you see his face clearly?"

"I didn't see it clearly," the operator said. "But the workers were all wearing work clothes and gloves. Who else could it be but him?" He gestured. "A white shadow flashed by, as if it fell, like a goalkeeper saving the ball. And then... and then..."

Li Ao quickly asked, "And then what?"

The operator's expression became strange. "Then a bare hand without gloves came out from the side and slapped the glass, and the glass fell down."

He was a crane operator, very sensitive to distance and spatial angles. At this moment, he came to his senses and said, "Based on the angle at which the shadow flashed, the hand shouldn't have emerged from that position... unless... unless our leader's hands grow backwards."

The operator gestured to his arm. "It's the shoulder blade that's in the front." He felt the absurdity of his own words and added, "Officer, that's just my personal speculation. Maybe I'm just seeing things."

But everyone on the fourth floor said the same thing: the leader had never approached the window.

Damn it, could the five people present here grow a sixth pair of hands out of thin air?

Who took the picture of the glass?

Li Ao's office was thick with smoke. Old Wei came in coughing. He walked over, opened the window, and said, "Captain Li, we've got the surveillance footage from the fourth-floor corridor. Half of that leader's butt was sticking out of the door frame. He kept twisting this way, then that, and didn't move at all until he ran out after the incident."

Li Ao's head hurt even more. Was the crane operator talking nonsense?

Wenchong, who had previously been stationed at the Lucheng South Branch, insisted on investigating this accident. Li Ao didn't understand it, but now he has a clue.

It was not normal. Something beyond Li Ao's understanding took effect at the scene of the accident.

The one who was eager to take in Zhu Guide and Wu Long, the master and his apprentice, was not the King of Hell, but that thing.

Just when they were at their wit's end, Wen Chong, who had gone to check on the crane and contact the manufacturer, returned. She walked with the same leopard-like agility and power, her face stern. Li Ao asked, "Did you find anything?"

Wen Chong nodded slightly and took out an evidence bag, in which he found a small, pointed object.

It was shorter than mouse hair, silver, and slightly flexible. Li Ao didn't understand it, so Wen Chong said, "It's the tip of a broken needle. We found it in the fibers of the broken end of the crane cable."

"A needle? Can it cut the cable used for construction machinery?" Li Ao didn't believe it.

Wen Chong said: "It's not cut. This needle-like object is very flexible. It is entangled with the cable fibers and becomes part of the cable."

Li Ao was stunned.

Wen Chong sighed and said, "After mechanical testing, it turns out that the cable must have been subjected to a tremendous tensile force far beyond its bearing capacity at the moment it broke, and the location of the broken needle is its weak point."

Li Ao felt like he was being played a joke. "You mean, this needle exploded with superhuman strength inside the cable and broke it? This whole incident was actually a deliberate act?"

"I can only speak of the results of the physical tests; I can't guarantee the specific implementation process." Wen Chong looked at Li Ao coldly, as if leading him to an unknown fate. "There's some information you should look at."

Wenchong now wears the same uniform as Li Ao and has a higher rank than him. Her official order when she was sent to the Lucheng South Branch was to take the lead in supervising a special police pilot project. Li Ao doesn't know what the special thing is yet.

Just like he didn't know how the needle was entangled inside the cable fibers like a thread, how to break it, and how Wen Chong got the evidence.

The two walked towards the computer room one after the other. Li Ao was going to face a huge mental shock tonight.

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After learning of Wu Long's death, Tu Lanxun was silent for a long time. He was another person who could not be rescued.

What if she hadn't chatted with Chen Yizhou for so long and had gone a little earlier? Would the outcome have been different?

"The latest news is that Wu Long's family has been notified and they have signed an organ donation consent form." The computer ghost reported in real time.

The computer ghost must be extremely careful when walking through the cameras of Fukang Hospital, because there are not many ghosts that can roam freely on the Internet, but there are many people who can monitor whether there are ghosts on the Internet.

Tu Lanxun nodded. Deshi was about to start the operation. Wu Long would be transferred to Deshi Hospital in an hour to undergo a transplant operation under a more advanced environmental protection. The funny thing was that those expensive and sophisticated equipment were not for protecting his life, but for protecting his internal organs that no longer belonged to him.

That is the only thing that has value in the eyes of some people.

"Let's get ready to go." Tu Lanxun said.

The silver-gray Jetta was driving in the night. This time they carefully stopped a street outside Deshi Hospital, right in front of the bank.

The building of Deshi Hospital was brightly lit. Tu Lanxun took a deep breath and walked forward. N stood beside him with a cold expression.

"Look, is that Wu Long's soul?" Tu Lanxun suddenly asked. She saw a person under the street light near Deshi Hospital.

Wu Long's soul looked a little confused. Like a wanderer who had lost his home, he stared at the ambulance that had just arrived from afar, watched a group of medical staff push out his body full of tubes, and took a step forward.

There is no doubt that Wu Long's anchor is his body.

He wanted to touch his own body and regain the lost part of his memory. This is the common instinct of all ghosts.

Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind Wu Long: "Don't go. They are trying to catch you."

Tu Lanxun was standing in a dark place where the streetlights couldn't illuminate her. Wu Long approached her, bewildered, and asked, "Who are you?"

The previous conversation with Du Ziyuan was repeated. Wu Long was slow to accept it, but perhaps because he was dead anyway, or perhaps it was just his personality, he never objected and listened carefully to what Tu Lanxun said until the end.

"I did donate blood, in the Black Universe organization's blood donation vehicle," Wu Long said. "But it was free. But I got a free physical checkup afterwards, so I thought it was a good thing." He was a cheerful person, and then he added, "Who did my organs get donated to?"

He wasn't so much angry about his own death as he was about whether his parents got the money.

Wu Long said honestly, "Even if what you said is true, what can I, a commoner, do? I can't survive. It's better for my mom and dad to use the money to support my sister."

Tu Lanxun wasn't surprised by Wu Long's attitude, but sighed, "Are you sure your mom and dad can raise your sister well?"

Wu Long: "Why can't I raise my biological child? My sister is only twelve years old, her grades are better than mine, she's very cute and filial."

Tu Lanxun was a little helpless: "How long will your organs last that person? If they break down after five or ten years, they will need to be replaced with new ones."

"Is your sister also the right age?"