Hearing Xie Jiangzhi say this, Xiang Ling’an pondered for a mont and also felt a sense of dissonance in his heart.
He was right, by all accounts, those capable of carrying out such insane human experintation and endangering humanity should be extrely fearful of death.
Moreover, they had previously found a very unique dicinal concoction from a family that was collaborating with the immortal organization.
This concoction could stimulate rapid cellular growth within the human body, giving the illusion of having beco younger.
In reality, it was the fast renewal of body cells that made people feel younger, but at the cost of shortening their lifespan.
It could be said that they were trading life for youth.
The immortal organization could even develop such a drug, and they had been researching Fu Weizhi’s illness for so many years.
How could Fu Weizhi have passed away just from a bit of fright?
The more he thought, the more unease Xiang Ling’an felt in his heart.
Fu Weizhi was the lead culprit behind the human experints. If he were to escape, his cris would be enormous.
"Let’s go," Xiang Ling’an said as he walked towards the door of the ward with Xie Jiangzhi, "I’ll show you."
"Big Brother, Third Brother, I’ll go too." Shen Yanhe stuffed the fruit into her mouth and hopped down from the hospital bed to follow them.
Xie Jiangzhi turned around, his slender fingers with distinct joints lightly pressing against her forehead, his face remained warmly smiling, "You just stay put in the ward."
He said casually, "Leave this matter to your senior brothers to handle."
"Yeah, Junior Sister, you’re still recovering from your injuries, and you’re pregnant. Watching such bloody and violent scenes is not good for the child."
Xiang Ling’an chuckled and stretched out his hand to drape over Xie Jiangzhi’s shoulder, patting his chest, "Leave that bastard to the two of us, I guarantee he won’t be able to die again."
"And..." he paused, then continued, "If you’re free, you might want to visit your father."
A warm current flowed through Shen Yanhe’s heart, and she nodded obediently, "Alright then, I’ll leave Fu Weizhi to my senior brothers."
"I’ll go see Shen Zhong."
With their thods, even if Fu Weizhi wasn’t dead, he couldn’t escape.
Shen Yanhe pressed her lips together, her eyelashes slightly drooping.
Just as well, she wanted to see Shen Zhong too.
Xiang Ling’an waved his hand, "Go on then, be careful, and don’t tire yourself out."
After watching her senior brothers leave, Shen Yanhe tidied up and, accompanied by Agent 094, headed to the ward where Shen Zhong was staying.
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This hospital was Xiang Ling’an’s private facility where a major resuscitation attempt was made when Fu Weizhi was close to his last breath.
After confirming he no longer had a pulse, they placed him in the morgue, planning to take him to be cremated after a couple of days.
At this mont, two uninvited guests in white coats and nurse caps arrived in the morgue.
One stood at the door to keep watch while the other searched through the cabinets where bodies were stored, stopping at the one marked with Fu Weizhi’s label.
The man gripped the cabinet handle and pulled it out, revealing the lifeless, pale-faced Fu Weizhi inside.
Without a word, he bent down to lift Fu Weizhi out of the cabinet and placed him on the nearest bed.
He then carefully took out a syringe filled with pink liquid from his pocket, injected it into Fu Weizhi’s neck, and infused the substance into his body.
After injecting the liquid, the man restored the morgue to its original state and pulled a white cloth over the body of Fu Weizhi lying on the bed.
"Done," the man whispered in a hoarse voice, "we need to leave quickly."
The two of them were the contingency plan Fu Weizhi had prepared.
When Fu Weizhi first learned that both the Luo Web and the agents of 094 were tracking Shen Yanhe’s whereabouts, he prepared for the possibility of being surrounded and attacked from all sides.
He had his trusted aides take a team with a portion of the drugs and secretly leave through the escape passage in advance.
He himself took the last dose of a fake death drug developed by Dr. D, which could maintain its effects for half a month.
Once news of his ’death’ spread, his aides were to imdiately carry out the rescue.
The news of Fu Weizhi’s ’death’ only erged ten days ago, and that was when they were supposed to have rescued him.
However, the investigation was too intense recently, and there were too many people hidden around Xiang Ling’an’s private hospital; they simply had no way to start.
It wasn’t until today, when Fu Yanhe went to deal with matters, that they found the opportunity to sneak in and take Fu Weizhi away.
Just as the two n were about to push the hospital bed out, they encountered Xiang Ling’an and Xie Jiangzhi who were coming to the morgue.
The two n paused in their steps, subconsciously lowered their heads, and continued to push the bed out.
Xie Jiangzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a calm voice, "Wait a mont."
One of the n cursed under his breath, turned with his head bowed, and asked in a deep voice, "What’s the matter?"
Xie Jiangzhi stepped forward, stretching out his hand intending to lift the white cloth covering the body and asked in an unhurried tone, "Who is this person? Where are you taking him?"
Before Xie Jiangzhi could act, the other man who had been silent reached out and grabbed his wrist.
Xie Jiangzhi’s movent halted, and he slowly looked up.
The man smiled, saying, "This person was a patient who just suffered a car accident, and died after unsuccessful resuscitation. His face is in pretty bad shape, so it’s better you don’t look, to avoid being scared."
"Right, right." His companion said with a nervous forehead breaking into cold sweat, quickly chiming in, "Just now the family asked us to help take him to be cremated, we are about to take him to the crematorium."
"Is that so?" Xie Jiangzhi’s eyebrows moved slightly, and he withdrew his hand, "Then I won’t look."
His words made the two n present both heave a sigh of relief.
One of the n raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, "Then we will take the person to the crematorium first, so the family doesn’t get anxious."
Xiang Ling’an nodded, "Go ahead."
However, as the two were about to move, Xie Jiangzhi suddenly acted, pulling down the white cloth with one swift motion.
Revealing Fu Weizhi hidden underneath the white cloth.
Xie Jiangzhi’s brows lifted slightly, the warm smile on his face unchanged, "It seems I was right."
The two aides of Fu Weizhi imdiately realized the situation and tried to reach for the handguns hidden at their lower back at top speed.
But it was already too late.
Xiang Ling’an’s hands, without anyone noticing, now held two handguns, pressed against each man’s forehead.
Xiang Ling’an licked his back teeth, with a hint of cruel smile on his face, "I’d advise you not to move."
"Otherwise, I don’t mind having two more corpses."
The two n’s muscles tensed, maintaining their position of reaching for their guns, sweat dripping from their foreheads.
They glared at Xiang Ling’an and Xie Jiangzhi with venomous eyes, and asked in a heavy voice, "When did you find out?"
They had been so cautious and careful during this ti, they had even sacrificed a covert base to divert attention.
Dr. D’s fake death drug was supposed to be undetectable.
Logically, they should not have been discovered.
But why?
How were they still caught?
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