Marcus said irritably, "That brat is lying in a life support capsule too. How can you be so sure he'll definitely make it out?"
Charles curled his lip. "How many tis has this kid been in a life support capsule? Each ti, his injuries are critical, as if he's about to die. But in the end, he always bounces out, alive and kicking—like a cockroach that can't be killed!"
Marcus opened his mouth but was unable to refute that point.
"Boss, do you know what other traits cockroaches have aside from their tenacious vitality?"
Marcus's brain couldn't quite keep up. "What traits?"
Charles burst out, "They're annoying! Ever since this kid joined the Bureau, he's been thwarting at every turn! We must be at odds. Is he sent by heaven to punish ? What did I do wrong to encounter such a scourge in my fate? I finally beca a team leader, not even a month in, and I'm about to beco a team leader in na only..."
Marcus didn't know why, but he felt an urge to laugh. However, schadenfreude wasn't right. He gently patted Charles's back. "It's okay, it's okay. There's no hurdle we can't get over..."
Charles sighed deeply, pointing to Chen Gu inside the dical capsule. "This kid truly has no hurdle he can't get over, but my two team mbers... I'm afraid they won't make it this ti."
Chen Gu's injuries were severe. But compared to the last ti, when Qing Ruyan had forcibly excised the remnants from his body, he was still much better off.
He lay in the life support capsule for a whole day, and his condition stabilized. Two days later, he ca out of the capsule, lively and energetic.
However, Dora's and Boluo's conditions were still not optimistic; they were still lying in life support capsules. This made Chen Gu feel very guilty; after all, this incident was his fault, a consequence of his private business. However, this ti, they had inadvertently stumbled upon the Boss's grand conspiracy. If Dora and Boluo could pull through, they would earn a great deal of rit, truly turning misfortune into a blessing.
Chen Gu kept vigil beside them, and Charles was also there. Charles found fault with everything Chen Gu did, nitpicking every detail. But Chen Gu felt guilty and didn't retort. Whatever Charles said, he endured it, letting it go in one ear and out the other.
This case eventually beca a joint operation between the Wuzhaoyin City branch and the Wanfulu City branch.
Chen Jixian was extrely opposed to this. He had always believed that there were moles within the Wanfulu City branch, and a joint operation might cause the case to fail at the last hurdle.
However, the Wanfulu City branch wouldn't budge. They felt helpless, as the incident had occurred on their turf. A charge of "negligence of duty" or sothing similar was now unavoidable. Their only way to salvage the situation was to atone for their mistakes with ritorious service. Their reasoning was also sound: the Wuzhaoyin City branch was unfamiliar with the area, and without their cooperation, the investigation would undoubtedly progress slowly.
In the end, it was Aviloya who stepped in to diate between the two sides and ford a joint investigation team.
Each side selected elite special agents to join, and they cross-vetted each other's personnel to ensure no moles infiltrated the team.
Marcus had been busy with the case for the past few days. Because the matter was of great importance, the Bureau of Mystic Security had already begun using technical ans to read Wu Minzhe's mories, even though he had not yet awakened. This was another extrely complex task.
However, Marcus found Wu Minzhe's secret datastick and began searching it for clues. This led him to two freelancers who had purchased the other two units of Consphino II. After sifting through big data, he quickly located them and covertly brought them under control.
Fortunately, although these two had purchased the potion, they had not yet encountered a life-or-death situation and therefore hadn't used it.
The two potions were also recovered and taken back to the Bureau of Mystic Security, where they were locked in the evidence room safe.
Wu Minzhe's secret datastick also contained information on most of his procurent channels, but the source for Consphino II was conspicuously absent.
For this information, they could only wait for Wu Minzhe to awaken for interrogation, or hope for a breakthrough in the interpretation of his mories.
While Chen Gu was watching over Dora and Boluo, he spent his idle monts pondering the case. One day, he called Marcus. "The mastermind, the Boss, provided Wu Minzhe with Consphino II and told him that while it has severe side effects, it can triple one's strength in a life-or-death situation. Why would he tell Wu Minzhe that?"
Marcus pondered for a mont. There was indeed sothing illogical about it. The Boss hadn't released these potions to make money, but rather to gather more data from live experints or to use the potions to create chaos. Regardless of his objective, he should have wanted freelancers to use the potion imdiately after purchase. Yet, the information he provided actually delayed its use; freelancers wouldn't use the potion unless they encountered danger.
"In that case..." Marcus, a veteran special agent, analyzed, "he still wants to collect data covertly. He hopes freelancers will stagger their use of the potion after purchasing it. If freelancers used the potion imdiately after purchase, it might lead to a concentrated outbreak, attracting the attention of the Bureau of Mystic Security. If usage was staggered, with instances occurring one by one, they could collect data secretly without drawing the Bureau's attention or inviting a crackdown."
Chen Gu said, "That's a reasonable explanation, but I have a gut feeling it's not that simple. Why would he give the potion to soone like Wu Minzhe? The risk is just too high."
Marcus was also puzzled. "Moreover, in the last case, the Boss had already fled the Confederation. Even if he wanted to collect data this way, he could do it abroad. Why did he have to return to the country? Doing so greatly increases the risk."
The two discussed for a long ti but felt as if they were shrouded in mist, unable to grasp the key to the problem.
Suddenly, Chen Gu had a flash of inspiration. "Boss, send all the data from Wu Minzhe's secret datastick."
"Okay."
The data was sent over shortly. Chen Gu hung up the phone and began to carefully study it.
He thought of another key question that was easily overlooked: Why Wu Minzhe? Even if the Boss wanted to find a few distributors to circulate the Consphino II potion, there were many freelancers throughout the Confederation. Why did he specifically choose Wu Minzhe? Wu Minzhe had connections with the President. Could there be so hidden secret in that?
Chen Gu reviewed all the contacts and chat records on Wu Minzhe's secret datastick. Then, he accessed Wu Minzhe's biographical information from the Bureau's internal network. Finally, he ticulously studied the inflow and outflow records of Wu Minzhe's various accounts, but he found nothing.
Chen Gu tapped his fingers lightly on the desk, reorganizing all the information in his mind.
Charles, who was nearby, was getting annoyed by the tapping. However, seeing that Chen Gu was deep in thought about the case, he held back from scolding him.
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