Chapter 43 Bureau of Investigation and Statistics



After confirming that they had seen her mother, Ye Zhaoyu did not bring up any further questions for interrogation.

I'd like to try using psychedelic drugs or hypnosis to see if I can extract any information.

"I want to try some hallucinogenic drugs or hypnotic music to see if we can find out anything from them," Ye Zhaoyu said to Ling Yunjue.

Ling Yunjue thought for a moment, "Okay. But not all of them, let's try two first."

Ling Yunjue agreed, and Ye Zhaoyu gave him the drug. It was a hallucinogenic drug; she didn't intend to use it on the ninjas, but only on the researchers.

The two people who had been drugged were confirmed to have taken the effects of the hallucinogenic drugs.

After asking two probing questions, Ling Yunjue began her interrogation, "Through what channels did you transmit the research information?"

"have no idea!"

What are you researching?

"Human immunity and viruses"

After asking several questions in a row, Yun Jue finally asked, "Are there really people who are immune to all poisons?"

*Pfft*, the person immediately vomited blood and died.

Ling Yunjue probed his neck. "He's dead."

Ye Zhaoyu examined the person and found no signs of poisoning. It did seem like the kind of hypnotic murder her mother had taught her, so she couldn't rule out the possibility that some kind of restriction had been placed on him.

Ye Zhaoyu didn't know if her suspicions were correct; it was just a guess.

One died, but there was another. Ling Yun used the same method, asking a few questions before asking, "Do you know Ye Lingge?"

He also died vomiting blood.

All information about Ye Lingge has been placed under a ban; mentioning it will result in death.

What kind of secret is more important than research findings? Everyone must keep quiet about it.

The same result: death.

"It's not a complete loss, at least it shows that Auntie is quite important to the Japanese, which is why they've been hiding her information in various ways," Ling Yunjue comforted her.

"Well, it's just that my mom is afraid of pain, so I need to find her as soon as possible." Ye Zhaoyu said expressionlessly, already thinking about how to go to Japan to find her.

The college entrance examination was not reinstated until the end of the year, and applications to study abroad would not be accepted until after 1980, and even then, applications were difficult to obtain.

“Why don’t you join our team? We sometimes need to travel abroad,” Ling Yunjue suggested.

"Is it okay? Your review process must be very strict!" Ye Zhaoyu asked uncertainly.

It would be even better if I could go to Japan without studying abroad.

My mother said she hoped I would go to university, but whether I go or not won't affect me much. Nowadays, talented people can be admitted even if they don't meet the usual requirements.

Going to university just means getting a diploma and having the experience.

One surgery can't prove yourself, but performing several surgeries that others can't will eventually vindicate you.

"It is indeed strict; loyalty to the motherland is the most important thing," Ling Yunjue said.

“You’re right, I love my country, that’s beyond question,” Ye Zhaoyu said firmly, then asked, “Do I need to make any preparations?”

"No need, just pass the review." Ling Yunjue cut off the part about Aunt Yeye being a member of this system, deciding to wait until the others came in before saying anything more.

"Okay, I'll wait." Ye Zhaoyu didn't worry anymore after hearing that she didn't have to do anything and just wait patiently; she still had that much trust in her.

"Boss, the confessions of the six people we just caught are all there. Here's the record." Someone came in and handed the confessions of the seven kidnappers to Ling Yunjue.

Ling Yunjue examined the information carefully. This line had provided more than 600 people here intermittently for almost 10 years.

There are approximately 3,000 people here, both alive and dead.

Besides the more than 1,000 children, there are about 2,000 adults. Where did the rest come from?

Are there other transport routes?

And the key question is how people and research results are transported out?

Ling Yunjue arranged things here and left 20 people to keep watch and see if anyone else would be sent over in the next two months.

"Let's go back to the village." After arranging everything, Ling Yunjue led the remaining people back to the village.

Ten days had passed by this time.

The entire commune and even the county town were filled with fear and unease.

The grain station manager, the county magistrate, the public security bureau, the pigeon club, and others were all affected.

All key personnel were re-examined; those with problems or suspicions were either demoted or executed.

Don't assume that just because you didn't discover it, you made no mistake.

For 15 years, the people in this small village were able to obtain 50 jin of grain and 2 jin of salt every day, which amounted to more than 18,000 jin of grain a year. And the grain was all refined grain. It's impossible that no one discovered it.

These people were either accomplices or had accepted bribes.

Don't say that the black market can't be controlled. If the authorities in a certain area can still be restricted by people from the black market, then that's incompetence. Incompetent people shouldn't stay in that position; they should give it to capable people.

When Ye Zhaoyu returned to the village, the three women she had rescued from the three brothers' house saw her and quickly went behind her.

They followed Ye Zhaoyu wherever she went.

"Can you cook? If you can, please cook for me, I'm hungry," Ye Zhaoyu said to the three of them.

It's not that they want to follow, it's just that they're dependent on them, it's a bit like a chick fetish.

Rather than letting them worry and be afraid to follow her, Ye Zhaoyu felt it was better to find them something to do.

"Are you a capitalist's daughter? Why should they cook for you?" Huo Jianhong looked at Ye Zhaoyu angrily.

"They can listen to me, what, are you jealous?" Ye Zhaoyu didn't want to pay attention to this woman who had no brainstem and only had a love brain.

“She…” Huo Jianhong turned around and saw the three women obediently going to cook for Ye Zhaoyu, and they all looked very happy.

happy?

Are these three people crazy? Otherwise, why would they be so happy to be bossed around?

"Comrade Ling, look at Ye Zhaoyu, she's just a capitalist's daughter, she can't even cook. What do you see in her?" Huo Jianhong complained as soon as she saw Ling Yunjue return.

“I just liked her because she can’t cook, but I liked that she enjoys my cooking,” Ling Yunjue replied.

“Comrade Ling, I also like your cooking, even though I can’t cook.” Huo Jianhong said immediately.

"But you're ugly. I didn't say anything before to save face for your family. But you seem to be unable to read people's expressions. I don't like you because you're ugly. I didn't want to say it, but it seems like you have to tell me explicitly before you understand?" Ling Yunjue saw that Ye Zhaoyu was watching the show and had no intention of helping him. She just wanted to get rid of Huo Jianhong as soon as possible.

"Are you serious? You really despise me that much?" Huo Jianhong looked at Ling Yunjue in disbelief, as if she had misheard.

“It’s true. I’m a man, and I’ll do anything to get what I want. But you’re not what I like, so I can’t even stand looking at you,” Ling Yunjue said with a look of disgust.

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