Chapter 69 No one is seen, only gold is seen (17) The living can die, ...
Wei Wei sent several messages to his adoptive father.
：Good morning, godfather.
: The weather is not very good, there is a lot of dust, godfather, remember to wear a mask [smile]
：I was choking and kept coughing. It was so uncomfortable.
The godfather replied immediately.
：Where is my dear son? I have some dried bird's nests here to nourish the lungs and yin. Darling, come and take two kilograms.
[position]
Xu Wei was temporarily staying in an office building, in an office with a bedroom. There were men in black guarding outside the building.
Seeing the men in black, Duan Song flexed his wrists and prepared to "persuade" them to leave. Unexpectedly, upon seeing Gao Mengtang, the dozens of men in black blocking the building automatically made way.
They bowed and lined the avenues to welcome him, smiling flatteringly: "Your Excellency, please come in!"
It seems that Miss You Beibei has already educated them.
I entered the office building surrounded by men in black and took a short break in the small tea room. During this time, the men in black brought me a soft chair, poured me some fragrant tea, served me some snacks, and even turned on the air purifier attentively.
"You guys go wait outside the building." Gao Mengtang said.
All the men in black in the room answered in unison: "Yes!", then lined up and left quietly.
Opposite the small teahouse is Xu Wei's temporary office. To avoid any accidents, the other seven players skipped work and met Wei Wei here.
Before Wei Wei went in, he closed his eyes and imagined the green mountains and beautiful scenery of the villa in the mountain resort. After preparing himself mentally, he gently knocked on the frosted glass door.
The door opened immediately, and a sweet aroma of YSL Black Opium wafted into the office. Xu Wei wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses in a formal manner, holding an open copy of "The Immature Man" in his hand.
Although it was early, the sky outside the window was filled with yellow sand. Xu Wei asked with a smile: "Does this count as the moon on the treetops, and the appointment after dusk?"
In Hei Ou, Wei Wei has developed a powerful ability to "stab the opponent to pieces in his heart while still keeping a smile on his face".
No matter how annoying Xu Wei was, he was still amiable compared to Yin Mingwu. Wei Wei could handle it.
He smiled and said "very appropriate", then looked around the office calmly.
The bedroom door was open, and in the corner, there was a safe.
"What kind of books do you like to read?" Xu Wei pulled him and sat shoulder to shoulder on the sofa, and began to show off his almost nonexistent knowledge.
After chatting for more than half an hour, Xu Wei wanted to pour him a glass of fruit wine. Wei Wei's eyes rolled, he walked over from behind, rested his chin on his shoulder, and reached out to pick up the Macallan on the top layer.
"Godfather, I want to drink whiskey today." said Wei Wei.
When Wei Wei came close to him, Xu Wei's whole body stiffened, and a faint woody perfume smelled at the tip of his nose. The wrist in front of him was dazzlingly white, and the slender, feminine voice instantly made Xu Wei's ease turn into restlessness.
"Whiskey is a strong liquor, you may not be able to drink it." Xu Wei swallowed.
Wei Wei: "Give it a try. I didn't drink much before."
"good."
The ice cubes clinked, amber liquid gurgled out, the blue needle dissolved, and the aroma of alcohol spread.
Just smelling the rich aroma of wine will make you drunk and unable to stand.
Wei Wei took a sip and immediately started coughing violently.
"Hahaha!" Xu Wei laughed out loud and touched Wei Wei's hair. "Silly boy, why are you trying so hard to be brave?"
Wei Wei used all his self-control not to crush the cup in his hand. He waved his hands repeatedly and coughed a few times with his back turned.
From his sleeve, He Luo stretched out a slender tentacle, curled up into a ball, and squeezed hard.
A drop of poison melted into the wine.
Wei Wei stopped coughing and smiled apologetically: "The wine is too strong, I can't drink it. Godfather, drink it."
The wine glass was handed to Xu Wei. After adding ice cubes, a layer of condensation formed on the wall of the glass. The condensation was rubbed off where Wei Wei's lips touched.
There was a little water mark left, and when the ice cubes were shaken, they gently hit the wall of the cup, and the water mark also shook slightly, flashing like a diamond.
Xu Wei did not take the wine glass. Instead, he put his hand close to the rim of the glass that Wei Wei had touched and took a sip. During the drink, he stared at Wei Wei blankly.
"It smells good," Xu Wei said, "not the smell of wine, but the smell of something you've touched..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Xu Wei's eyes rolled back, his whole body lost strength, and he fell into Wei Wei's arms.
Wei Wei cursed silently with his mouth: "Idiot."
He pushed Xu Wei away, and suddenly felt that he didn't want to keep this woolen coat anymore, so he took it off and threw it on the ground.
He drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, slammed the glass, went into the bedroom and started picking the lock.
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Outside the door. Tea break room.
"Is there any movement?" the charlatan asked anxiously?
Duan Song has good hearing, but not perfect hearing. He shook his head and said, "I didn't hear what they said, but I heard two thumps, and then the sound of a cup breaking."
"Two thumps... Two people fell to the ground? They smashed cups... They drank alcohol?!" The charlatan paced back and forth anxiously, "How much alcohol can the master of purification drink? Will he get drunk?"
In the office, Wei Wei had pried open the door of the safe, and found only a brown paper file bag inside. He searched the room thoroughly, and of course, did not forget to search Xu Wei.
After more than forty minutes, he finally came out. Using He Luo's power would consume a lot of mental energy. Wei Wei's face turned pale and he was not in a good condition.
"Brother Wei, how is it?" The charlatan immediately went forward.
"These are all we found." Wei Wei took out the file bag and Xu Wei's authority card.
The charlatan glanced into the room quietly and saw Xu Wei lying on the sofa. Wei Wei was cautious in his work and searched him carefully, not leaving out any inch. Xu Wei's shirt was open, his belt was unbuttoned, and his coat was thrown on the floor.
Seeing this, the charlatan's eyes lit up: "You, you took off his clothes?"
Wei Wei looked at him strangely: "Yes."
"You, take off his clothes!" He Lun covered his head in pain.
"What am I going to do in there if I don't take off his clothes?" Wei Wei muttered in a low voice.
At this time, everyone realized that Wei Wei was wearing a coat when he went in, and when he came out, the coat was thrown on the floor, and he was only wearing a thin shirt.
He Lun hesitated: "Brother, your coat?"
"It's dirty. I can't wear it." Wei Wei leaned on the sofa in the tea room and took a deep puff of cigarette. His eyes were blurred in the rising clouds of smoke.
Dirty? What kind of dirty? He Lun accepted the reality with difficulty, and after a while he grunted, "You went in for more than an hour, and that's all you did?"
Wei Wei stared at him expressionlessly, a look that meant: What else?
What else can we do besides investigating the clues?
"Is Xu Wei a big shot?" The charlatan raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of interest.
Wei Wei frowned in confusion: "It's quite big?"
In his fifties, he is considered quite old.
The charlatan asked again: "Are you happy?"
Wei Wei: "What's the fun in this kind of thing? I don't like sneaky things."
"We were outside the door and didn't hear any sound. He must be unhappy." The charlatan sighed and shook his head.
Wei Wei was even more surprised: "You still want to hear the sound? What if someone finds out?"
He Lun and Bai Jie hugged each other and cried, leaving Wei Wei confused: "I am the one who is embarrassed, why are you crying?"
"Brother! We feel sorry for you!" He Lun and Bai Jie said in unison.
The charlatan dared to ask: "Master, was this the first time you did something like this?"
Wei Wei said simply: "No."
I have been in the Black Tower game for many years, and I have done things like poisoning and secret investigations at least eighty times.
After hearing this, He Lun cried out to the sky, tears streaming down his face, and said that he would definitely remember Wei Wei's sacrifice, and would strive to become a strong knight who could protect the Moon Banner and his members.
What happened today is a shame for Wei Wei and also for him. The Knight will learn from his shame and move forward bravely to become the backbone of the team.
Wei Wei looked like a lunatic, frowning. After a while, he suddenly realized: "What are you thinking?!"
Helun, Baijie, and the Godstick: "Ah?"
"I just knocked him out and searched his body!" He Luo's 10 tentacles were dancing dangerously in the air. Wei Wei pulled out a dagger with a slash, "You only have this in your mind. Why don't I help you clean your body?"
The three of them immediately fell silent, no longer crying or wailing, and they just wished that today had never happened.
Gao Mengtang had opened the brown paper bag and found only two documents inside.
One is a research report on the zombie virus. The report mentioned that only the mother strain of the virus can be transmitted through body fluids, and the mortality rate after infection with the mother strain is 99.99%.
The players had already learned this information. What surprised them was that the report was placed in an envelope.
The recipient was Xu Wei, and the sender's address was encrypted, not revealing any personal information. In the name column, there was a letter written: Q
Gao Mengtang was stunned and quickly checked the receipt time of the email: September 14, 362.
The day before the zombie virus broke out.
If you look closely, you can see a large tear mark on the report. Xu Wei must have cried bitterly over this report.
Duan Song: "Does this verify Wei Wei's conjecture? Xu Wei received the virus sent by Q and decided to sacrifice his son to let the zombie virus spread. In this way, he can clear his suspicion and defeat his competitors."
According to this line of thinking, Xu Wei recruited members of a black gang to poison his son Xu Xiaoting, and then sent researchers to develop an antidote to win over the hearts of the people and improve the reputation of Blue Needle.
"But who is Q?" Gao Mengtang thought.
The second document, somewhat unexpectedly, was two death certificates.
One of the death certificates was for Bu Xiaoting, and the cause of death was complications of amniotic fluid embolism. The other was for their daughter, and the cause of death was multi-system organ failure caused by premature birth.
The two died on the same day. It is likely that both mother and daughter died during childbirth.
"Why should Bu Xiaoting's death certificate be put together with the zombie report?" Gao Mengtang muttered to himself.
"Don't dwell on Bu Xiaoting. She died 10 years ago. She couldn't be the mastermind," Duan Song looked through the cremation certificates of the two. "Look, she and her daughter were burned to ashes."
Gao Mengtang was lost in thought. When he heard this, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Wait, Bu Xiaoting and her daughter..."
Duan Song paused while flipping through the documents: "What's wrong?"
After pondering for a moment, Gao Mengtang slowly spoke: "Qian Hao's son was tortured and killed, and Xu Wei's son was injected with the mother strain of the zombie virus. So far, the ones who have suffered are their two children."
"And Bu Xiaoting also lost her child."
The players listened to him quietly.
"Killing is a display of power. The killer is either a psychopath or wants revenge."
Wei Wei leaned on the armrest of the sofa: "What you mean is that Bu Xiaoting's difficult childbirth was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster. This man-made disaster is likely related to Xu Wei and Qian Hao. After she lost her child, she killed Xu Wei and Qian Hao's child for revenge?"
Gao Mengtang nodded: "That's right."
"But Bu Xiaoting is already dead." Duan Song held up the death certificate in his hand in confusion. "The time of death was 352 years ago. How can a dead person seek revenge?"
Gao Mengtang slumped his shoulders and sighed in distress: "Yes, she has already passed away. The death certificate is here. The dead cannot be resurrected..."
Wei Wei, who was lying on his back on the sofa, suddenly seemed to think of something, and his pipe fell to the ground with a bang. He immediately sat up, his face solemn: "I don't know where the love comes from, but it is so deep."
The others had question marks on their faces.
"This sentence comes from The Peony Pavilion. The next sentence in the original text is..." Wei Wei said, "The living can die, and the dead can live."
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