Ke Yan People In the World of Ke Xue

Chapter 843: Stimulant treatment test method

[I really can't work with these laymen who can't hear the difference in tone...]

"The email was sent at 3:14:50 p.m., and the recipient was Lianzi Qiuting."

Shiratori Ren Sanlang looked at the data that Ye Gengyi forwarded to his mobile phone, and after forwarding the news to Mu Mu Shisan, he couldn't help feeling:

"Mr. Ye, you are really helpful!"

"You're welcome."

Ye Geng responded, turned his head to a certain loli and said, "Go back, I still need to assist in the investigation, and I will trouble you to take care of the doctor's hand injury."

"Oh." Hui Yuanai nodded.

Anyway, she has already conveyed the news. Since this person said that there is no danger so far, let's believe him for now.

"Huh? Are you leaving now?"

Shiratori Ren Saburo and Takagi She, looking at the back of Haibara Ai with a blank face.

It seems that she didn't see the warm picture she imagined, crying and begging her brother to let her stay, just to stay with him for a while longer.

and…

"Mr. Ye, is it okay for her to be alone? How about I drive her there?" Shiratori Ren Sanlang asked.

"No," Ye Gengyi said, "The young eagle will learn to fly after a few days."

Gin went outside to clean up the traitors, and Belmode was still thinking behind closed doors in the organization. If he couldn't handle the situation even when he went home, then he might as well not go out in the future.

Hey, are you an eagle on the edge of a cliff?

Both of them sweated together.

Ye Gengyi ignored their gazes, and while withdrawing his gaze, he also brought the topic back to the case:

"Now that we have this email, can we start an investigation?"

"Speaking of which, who is this Qiuting Lianzi?" Gao Mushe was puzzled, "It seems a little familiar..."

"If it's not the same name, she should be the talented female singer with absolute pitch. You see, this is the person..."

Shiratori Ren Sanlang took out the invitation letter from Domoto Concert Hall, pointed to a name on it, and said, "Piano Qiuting, the soprano in this concert."

"But it's really weird. I remember that at the press conference not long ago, Hebian Zenzi and Qiuting Lianzi should have met for the first time. Why would she send her such an email..."

As soon as Shiratori Rensaburo finished speaking, Takagi Tsutomu received a call from Sato Miwako.

Nothing to do with a search warrant.

Zenko by the river woke up...

Mihua General Hospital, in the corridor outside the intensive care unit.

How happy Shiratori Ren Saburo and Takagi She were when they came, how disappointed they are standing here now.

Remember who you are, but have no memory associated with the explosion?

"Sorry, I also called you immediately after receiving the doctor's notice, but I didn't expect this to be the case."

Miwako Sato also looked embarrassed.

"By the way!" Gao Mushe's eyes lit up, "Mr. Ye, I remember you have a device that can help people restore their memories!"

Looking at the hopeful eyes cast by the three.

Ye Geng half-truthfully said: "That item only includes pictures of Xiaolan and a few other children playing the game, even if they use it, it won't work for anyone else."

"Is that so..." the three of them sighed.

Not long after, the doctor came out of the ward.

In the face of the police's inquiries, the unchanging sentence is naturally "the patient needs to rest well, I suggest that you better not go in and disturb" or something like that...

So, after the doctor finished speaking and turned to leave, the four of them pretended that they hadn't heard it at all, and entered the room without any psychological pressure.

Of course, facing a patient with amnesia, plus the victim of the bombing.

The method of asking for details should naturally be based on Huairou.

And this task naturally fell on Miwako Sato, who is also a woman.

It's just that the progress of the investigation is not satisfactory. Apart from 'dizziness', 'nausea' and 'feeling sick' during the process, basically the most common reply from Hebian Zenzi is:

"I do not remember…"

Gu Gu

"It seems that we have to start the investigation again." Gao Mushe leaned against the wall in frustration.

Although Shiratori Rensaburo and Sato Miwako did not express similar emotions, they basically showed helpless expressions.

It's not that the investigation is not allowed, but the formal filing of the case is only allowed after the concert at the Tangben Concert Hall is held.

No wonder the mood is so low.

If the roles were reversed, it would be like Vodka slapping Gin on the face while laughing wildly and saying that he is an undercover agent, but the boss prevents Gin from shooting first to collect evidence.

…Interesting.

Ye Geng's stomach darkened for a little while, and from the corner of his eyes, he noticed the pale Hebian Qinzi on the hospital bed, who seemed to be frowning at the ceiling of the room.

is there anything over there

Ye Gengyi looked along the line of sight, and then saw the air outlet of the central air conditioner.

Surveillance, bombs, bugs?

Mice, cockroaches, giant ants?

"Feel sorry…"

I don't know if it's because Ye Gengyi and she did the same thing, the tone of Hebian Zuozi's speech was subconsciously polite, "Can you turn off the air conditioner for me, the fan panel is too noisy gone."

"Why?"

Shiratori, Takagi, and Sato came back to look suspiciously.

It's noisy? I don't feel it... Is it because I hurt my head during the explosion, so I have auditory hallucinations?

"Are you feeling unwell? I'll call a doctor for you." Gao Mushe quickly walked to the hospital bed and pressed the call bell.

Ye Gengyi's heart moved, and he tapped the center of his eyebrows twice.

【gentlemen? 】

Turn off the free FM function of the hidden earphones... 10 seconds is enough.

【receive. 】

The order is issued.

Ye Gengyi also heard the noise coming from the air outlet of the air conditioner after half a breath.

If I have to describe it, it's probably like the creaking sound made by fingernails scratching the blackboard.

Gan... I have been in FM mode for a long time, and I am not used to it when I don’t use it suddenly. If I knew it, I would have set it to 5 seconds.

Ye Geng turned off his eyes, and turned off the air conditioner without saying a word.

"Thank you…"

Hebian Zuozi smiled slightly at Ye Gengyi, then turned his head and stared at the three detectives who doubted her hearing.

This kind of personality... I see, it seems that the email does not have much investigation value.

Simple analysis.

It should be that after listening to the performance of the two deceased, he felt that the other party was not worthy of his performance, so he sent an email to complain to Qiu Ting, who was also known as a genius, who had only met once.

This also explains from the side why Hebian Zenzi exudes kindness to herself in this room who has the same sense of hearing as her.

Conversely speaking, for the kind of existence that she doesn't like, there is at least a 99% probability, not to mention 100%, that she will not use this method of injuring the enemy by one thousand and self-defeating one hundred thousand to clear the suspicion.

The murderer was someone else, and it wasn't a script directed and acted by Hebian Zuozi.

Of course, there is another premise, that is, all this is not performed by her.

After relying on the only clues~lightnovelpub.net~ and the other party's reaction, Ye Genyi quickly came to a conclusion, stepped to the hospital bed, prepared to make a big dose of news, and said:

"Miss Riverside, you are a violinist, right? I'm sorry to tell you that we found a destroyed Stradivarius violin at the site of the explosion, where you were unfortunately affected. ..."

Hello!

How can it stimulate the patient? !

Shiratori, Takagi, and Sato were shocked.

It's too late to stop.

They could only watch helplessly, as the gaze of Hebian Zuozi gradually recovered from the dullness, accompanied by a series of "hehehe" laughter.

The hearts of the three sank to the bottom of the valley.

...It's over, it's over, people are driven crazy by Mr. Ye!

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