After exploring the air-raid shelter for a while, Jiang Wanwan found the underground entrance. She walked along the stone steps to the end, where a door stood with a camera installed at the entrance.
Jiang Wanwan immediately recognized it as a specially made security door for the bank; there was not only one door on the outside, but also another one on the inside.
"Master, this door requires both a password and a key to open from the outside, and there are also security cameras at the door. Can you sense the people inside right now?"
"It's quite big inside, with about ten people inside."
"Going in through this door is impossible. A basement can't be without ventilation. Shall we go out and look for one?"
"If this were in our cultivation continent, I could easily destroy this door with a single breath!"
“Master, a hero doesn’t dwell on past glories; we can only look after the present! If something happens to my cousin, my third aunt will probably go crazy!”
Jiang Wanwan walked around the air-raid shelter several times before finally finding a ventilation shaft in a ravine. The distant roar of machinery could be heard from inside, a sound that was difficult for ordinary people to hear.
After a burst of violent exertion, Jiang Wanwan crouched down and crawled into the ventilation duct. Twenty minutes later, Jiang Wanwan, like ivy, clung to the iron fence and looked down; the lights below were bright.
A pillar that takes two people to encircle rises into the sky, surrounded by a bar counter where three men in white coats sit chatting.
There were two security guards at the entrance of the hall, carrying guns.
To the left of the entrance is a huge stove, and next to it is a person pulling the stove, picking and choosing inside.
Next to the furnace were rows of glass rooms labeled as a laboratory, operating room, and archives room.
"Six people in the lobby, three in the archives, five in the lab, and no one in the operating room."
As Jiang Wanwan twisted and crawled around inside the ventilation duct, she finally figured out the situation underground and also found out where her cousin was in the archives.
Jiang Wanwan lit the rosemary and slowly placed it in the corner of the hall. Only after the two security guards furthest away collapsed and couldn't get up did she slide down the central pillar into the hall.
Then find the power distribution room and cut the power!
Soon, people from the archives and the laboratory came out one after another, and they all collapsed to the ground.
"There are still people in the archives and the laboratory!"
Jiang Wanwan picked up the stun gun from the security personnel and started crackling the electric shocks. After thinking for a moment, she picked up the gun on the ground and put the other gun and stun gun into her spatial storage.
Open the laboratory door and walk through the simple sterile room into the interior.
Under the emergency lights, a little girl was bound hand and foot on the operating table—or rather, a little girl who had been disemboweled—and several medical incubators were placed next to the operating table.
"She only recently passed away!"
Jiang Wanwan looked at the incubators labeled with different human organs, trembled all over, and then gagged.
"Could it be a demonic cultivator? Someone who digs out people's hearts and livers?" Old Xia thought of the demonic cultivators in the cultivation world who liked to eat human hearts.
"It's the trade in human organs!"
Jiang Wanwan leaned against the wall, never expecting that such a dark place existed in such a small county town. Then, Jiang Wanwan briefly explained to Old Xia the border area's illegal trade in kidneys and people.
Old Master Xia never expected that in this world of declining Dharma, human medical technology would be so advanced, though the methods were somewhat cruel, especially considering that the girl in front of him was only a teenager!
Old Xia gazed at the girl and couldn't help but sigh.
With trembling hands, Jiang Wanwan, under Xia Lao's guidance, tidied up the girl on the operating table so that she could pass away peacefully.
"Only by understanding the human body structure can you achieve twice the result with half the effort in body training!"
Old Xia gazed at the beads of sweat on his apprentice's temples, and couldn't help but sigh: He was truly a child raised in a greenhouse, never having experienced hardship. Remembering his old friend's entrustment, he felt a profound sense of responsibility; the task was arduous and the road ahead long.
Jiang Wanwan stood against the wall, her face pale, thinking about the stitches she had just made, wondering how many more people would suffer the same fate.
"Oh no, Jiang Beixing!" Jiang Wanwan began to worry about her cousin. Had he been killed too?
"Don't worry! I just used my divine sense to investigate. Your brother is locked in the archives room. That kid is using a knife to pry open the iron door."
As soon as Jiang Beixing was brought down, two people took him to the archives room, where they registered his information, assigned him a number, and drew his blood. Then he was locked in an iron cage.
When Jiang Beixing heard the two talking about him like animals, he knew he was doomed. It was a pity he couldn't find Shi Mei.
The sudden power outage rekindled his hope of escaping.
Jiang Beixing was struggling with the iron lock with a pencil knife hidden in his underwear when suddenly the room lights came on.
Jiang Beixing trembled and closed her eyes in despair.
"Beixing! How are you?" Jiang Wanwan was worried when she saw her cousin slumped against the iron railing with his eyes closed.
Jiang Beixing sat bolt upright at the sound, gripping the iron bars tightly with both hands, her face deathly pale: "Sister! You too..."
Then he saw his cousin walking in through the door with a rifle slung over her shoulder, seemingly glowing all over.
Before Jiang Beixing could even close his mouth, his cousin gently tugged at the bars of the iron cage with both hands, pulling them apart to a distance the width of a person.
"What are you all standing there for? Get out here! And while you're at it, help me find something useful. Once we get out, we'll expose this damned underground organization!"
Jiang Beixing stared at Jiang Wanwan with shining eyes, knowing that now was not the time to speak. He then quickly began searching the room for anything useful, hoping to find clues about Shi Mei.
Jiang Wanwan turned and went to the lobby. It was best to keep these people here until the police arrived. After tying everyone up in the lobby, she returned to the archives and found Jiang Beixing wiping away tears.
"Sister, my classmate was killed by them!" Jiang Beixing looked at Jiang Wanwan who walked in, her sobs gradually rising until she finally burst into tears.
Jiang Wanwan took a stack of papers from Jiang Beixing. It was a list of students who had gone missing from the school over the years. Most of them were orphans or left-behind children, and no relatives or friends could appeal for them.
Furthermore, detailed records were kept of human experiments, including new drug trials and vaccine trials. Even the newly packaged blue-canned beverages in the school cafeteria were experimental subjects; these people dared to openly use students as experimental subjects on a school campus.
With the arrival of the new principal, many experimental subjects in the laboratory were mysteriously moved away, and their whereabouts were not recorded in detail. Jiang Wanwan continued to flip through the documents, hoping to find some clues.
When she flipped to the last few pages, the sight before her left her speechless—it contained detailed lists of human organ sales and prices!
It was a nightmare; she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Behind these cold statistics, how much suffering and despair of innocent lives is hidden? And such heinous transactions are happening quietly right under our noses...
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