But the young man died too suddenly.
He was afraid, very afraid of death. His money was not all gone and his dream of making a lot of money had not yet come true.
"I'll come, right now." Xiang Gan turned around, and just after taking two steps, his whole body froze. He seemed to see a familiar figure in black behind a pillar.
He didn't dare to move. This was a surveillance area. If the filming he just did was seen, or if he was in a blind spot of the surveillance, he would most likely die in public.
"Boss, can you send someone to take over? I feel like I'm being targeted."
It’s no wonder Xianggan is suspicious. After all, he is just an ordinary person.
You can face the corpse, but you can't face the killer.
It is remarkable that he could muster up the courage to film a murder scene.
"I'll send someone named Kaye to pick you up." Su Xiaocai stood up, away from the police and the principal, called Kaye, and told him to pick up Xianggan, "Be careful, there may be someone there who wants to harm him."
Kaye: "Don't worry, boss."
Before returning to the maintenance room, Su Xiaocai did not give the video to the police. The man in black was very cautious. His clothes had shoulder pads, and it was unclear whether the shoes he wore had insoles or not. He also wore a black mask, sunglasses, and a black hat.
In the video, he always kept his head slightly lowered, and he was obviously a professional killer. Handing him over to the police would only alert the enemy.
The culprit behind this cannot be found.
Su Xiaocai didn't want to solve it by herself, but just like going to court, before going to court, if you want to win, you have to be fully prepared.
Don't be like what happened today, where not only did the thief escape, he died, and the chip is still missing.
With the video, it has been 100% confirmed that Mo Yi belongs to a certain organization. He has carried out the theft mission, and now he is useless, so naturally they have to kill him to silence him.
With no time to think about anything else, Su Xiaocai moved the patent display venue to the next door and rearranged it.
The principal helped wipe the table, and Wei Lewen helped turn on the lights, working silently.
Su Xiaocai didn't blame them, but pretended to be angry and let them blame themselves.
The principal and Wei Lewen, who were in the wrong, wanted to find an opportunity to formally apologize, but unfortunately they didn't have the chance.
At around ten o'clock, the patent person arrived on time, and Wei Lewen and the vice president went to meet him.
In less than five minutes, a minibus and shuttle were hovering outside the maintenance room.
The shuttle machine is very rare, and it is its excellent defensive capabilities that determine its high price. Moreover, almost all of them are manufactured for military purposes and are rarely sold. Only a few top tycoons have the ability to purchase them.
The shuttle plane docked and a man who looked similar to Lieutenant General Bai got off the plane, but he looked younger than Lieutenant General Bai and you couldn't tell that he was a grandfather.
The man put his hands on his hips and smiled, full of pride, "I am so happy to be on vacation. It's been a long time since I came to visit the school."
The driver had a blank expression on his face. A soldier in plain clothes got out of the passenger seat, and then another person got out of the back seat.
The three of them had serious demeanors, in stark contrast to their boss.
The principal came forward, laughed loudly, and said familiarly, "Long time no see, Admiral."
"Teacher, I'm glad you're still so strong."
"If I am not strong, how can I be the principal? I will be the principal of the military training school for another fifty years."
General Bai gently embraced the old principal, who spent the first half of his life in the military and the second half contributing to education.
Then he patted the principal on the back and let go, "Let's go check out the kids' stuff. I can't wait."
The principal wrinkled his face, and the place where he was hit really hurt, "Okay, please don't hit me, an old man, anymore. I can't stand it."
"Hahaha, okay, okay." General Bai's big hand still fell on the principal's back, but this time the force was much lighter.
On the minibus side, people from the Patent Office came down one after another, each carrying a silver square box.
A privacy-proof and explosion-proof space box used to store samples.
The principal has cleared the area to prevent any further peeping or theft. No other students or teachers can enter the area.
A group of people from the Patent Office walked into the maintenance room, and General Bai followed them.
People in the Patent Office need to communicate with technicians. There are too many patent projects, and they cannot ask about each one one by one. They can only ask some targeted questions.
The principal prepared a stool, and several experts from the Patent Office talked to Su Xiaocai, while others examined the samples.
Admiral Bai was fiddling with the samples nearby, looking like a mischievous old boy. He was curious and touched everything.
Picking up a robotic arm, he asked Su Xiaocai directly, "Can I have someone try it out?"
Su Xiaocai paused to answer the person from the Patent Office: "It is difficult for healthy people to measure the effect."
"It's okay, I brought someone." General Bai patted the person next to him.
He is a disabled soldier who just came back from the battlefield.
At General Bai's signal, the soldiers immediately followed suit, taking off their long-sleeved shirts to reveal their arms which were temporarily camouflaged with simple brackets.
After removing the brace, we could see clearly that he had lost his entire arm. The wound had been repaired smoothly, but one could still imagine the cruelty of the war.
The people in the patent office were silent.
You can be arrogant behind General Bai and the soldiers, but in front of them, you must at least maintain respect.
They did not show any dissatisfaction when their questioning was interrupted.
Su Xiaocai stood up and took the robotic arm that General Bai was holding. She asked the soldier to stretch out his other healthy arm for him to scan.
After scanning, the data is transmitted to the robotic arm, which automatically fine-tunes the size and thickness.
After the preparations were completed, Su Xiaocai tore off the film on the top, revealing metal that looked like countless silver dots.
Put the metal on his broken arm, "It may be a little painful, just bear with it."
The program started, the silver dots began to extend, and countless thin metal wires kept climbing until half of his shoulders were covered.
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