Chapter 830: Volcanic Eruption. Explanation
Song Yunfei nodded at Chu An and told her to do it boldly with his mouth. In fact, he also wanted to stay, but Xiao An didn't say anything, so he just left obediently.
After the surveillance here was completely lost, Chu An opened the inner door and walked into the room where Lian Hang was imprisoned.
When the door was opened, Lian Hang did not look up. He only raised his eyelids slightly when he heard the footsteps that were different from the past.
"snort…"
Lian Hang glanced at them with contempt. Because of his brother's matter, he was familiar with the name Chu An, and naturally he had found her photo.
"Why you?" Lian Hang was speechless.
In their information network, there is very little information about Chu An. Only when investigating Mou Ci did they see Chu An's name in the sister column. They are half-siblings in a reconstituted family.
When Chu An saw him like this, he knew that no one he could trust would betray him.
"I heard that before you were arrested, you burned all the information in the research institute. Your only apprentice was almost killed by you and is now in a coma in the hospital."
"Since I can do it, I'm prepared to be discovered." Lian Hang closed his eyes and ignored her. He even regretted speaking to her.
"Are you also ready to die?" Chu An said.
Lian Hang's eyes rolled under his eyelids. He didn't believe that Song Yunfei dared to do anything to him. A new round of extreme cold was about to come. The prosperous Tang Dynasty could not do without him, and China could not do without him even more!
Only those who have been hungry know the value of food. Even if he shot and killed people on the street, no one would dare to touch him.
But he knew that cannibalism was common in the past two years.
"Then why don't you take a look at this?" Chu An placed a stack of information on Lian Hang's small table. She had secretly taken it out from the space before coming in.
Lian Hang opened his eyes reluctantly and saw a line of large characters: "Overview of Disaster Resistance of 500 Crops".
The information was printed on A4 paper and was very simple. The first page was signed with two words - Xia Sheng.
He suddenly sat up in shock, grabbed the information, and read through it quickly. The more he read, the wider his eyes became.
He had almost turned the documents over and his face became increasingly gloomy. He kept muttering as he read, "This is impossible, impossible. How could Teacher Xia's research project be here with you?"
He turned to the last page, the timeline was February 20, 2053, and he froze in place.
"I admit that you are very capable, but don't be too blindly confident, even as an expert."
Chu An pulled the information out of his hand vigorously, and Lian Hang finally responded, "Don't take it away, let me take another look."
"I'm sorry, this information is very valuable." Chu An handed the information to Gu Ye, walked closer to Lian Hang, stared at his panicked eyes, and said, "Tell us everything you know honestly, maybe your teacher will forgive you."
Lian Hang's pupils trembled, and he murmured, "Teacher Xia... Teacher Xia is not dead? How is that possible? The general clearly said that she was dead, and died at the beginning of the apocalypse. You are lying to me, yes, it must be like this, you are lying to me."
Chu An glanced at the time, only five minutes had passed. "Even if I can lie to you, can I lie to you about the information? You don't have any other chips to survive now, telling the truth is your only way out."
Lian Hang clenched his teeth, veins popped on his forehead, his calmness disappeared, and he struggled forward, "Where is Teacher Xia? I want to see Teacher Xia."
"You are not qualified to see her now."
Chu An turned and left after he finished speaking, leaving Lian Hang who was swinging madly on the iron chair. However, he only lasted for a dozen seconds before he became completely exhausted.
When Chu An went out, seven minutes had passed.
"There are still three minutes left. Are we going out now?" Gu Ye asked.
Chu An looked back at the one-way mirror and saw Lian Hang scratching his head in pain. "Go out."
The two left the interrogation room. There were two rows of people standing in the corridor outside, like elementary school students standing for punishment. Wang Zhi was standing closest to the door, looking impatient.
"Is it done?" Song Yunfei was the first to rush over and ask.
Chu An nodded. It was easier than he thought.
Wang Zhizheng walked into the room and noticed that Lian Hang was abnormal, so he stepped back and asked, "What did you do to him?"
"Just chatting."
Wang Zhizheng didn't believe it. They had used all kinds of psychological tactics in the past two days, but none of them worked. The only thing left was torture.
"Leader Xiao Song, I want to ask for a doctor to come and examine him."
Song Yunfei also found that Lian Hang's condition was very abnormal. Although he trusted Chu An very much, he was afraid that he had some underlying disease, so he nodded in agreement.
Soon the doctor and nurse came and checked and found no major problems. "It may be that he is stimulated. Let him stabilize for a while. I can also give him an injection of Valium."
"No need for the injection yet." Song Yunfei stopped them and asked his secretary to send them down.
"What did you say to him?" Wang Zhizheng hated the feeling of being kept in the dark and having no control.
"I confess..." Before Chu An could speak, Lian Hang's low voice came from the interrogation room, as if he had aged by ten years in an instant.
He used to be the most proud student of Teacher Xia Sheng, until He Jingze appeared. Teacher Xia would say that he was too serious, too rigid, and his thinking was not flexible. But academics must be professional and rigorous, and no mistakes are allowed. He thought he was not wrong, but the one who was imaginative, unkempt, and jumped into the field without boots was wrong.
But for some reason, even though he always got first place in the exams and He Jingze's grades were only average, the teacher still praised the other more often.
He felt that He Jingze was a high-level "green tea" man who always liked to go to difficult places, as if he could not achieve anything without suffering. He was clearly just putting on a show.
"I will tell you everything I know, but I have one request."
Song Yunfei asked hurriedly, "What request?"
"I want to see Mr. Xia Sheng."
Song Yunfei frowned and looked at Chu An, who nodded.
Wang Zhizheng was also stunned when he heard Xia Sheng's name. Their academic circle was neither small nor big, and those who were truly capable knew each other.
Is Mr. Xia still alive?
If Mr. Xia were still alive, would his son still be alive as well?
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