Half an hour later.

"Sister Ying," under the escort of the police, Qianyu opened the door and looked at Ying who was looking at a fashion magazine with an upset face. "What the hell is going on? Why did you appear on President Azhibo?"

"Of course it was because I received a difficult and complicated diagnosis, and then I needed to ask President Azhibo for some things about her deceased wife." Ying spread the magazine on the table and sighed. "Originally, Gregory asked me to come because I was a beautiful girl and a wealthy male special agent. As a result, the young lady at the reception desk at the door seemed to be unhappy and said she had to make an appointment. There was no way, so I could only turn in through the window... As a result, when I was about to knock on President Azhibo's office, I was caught by the police who came out of nowhere."

"Okay..." Qianyu pinched the bridge of his nose. "That... Sister Ying, come with me, let's go and talk to Officer Ling Xiaolu and save you..."

...

[Call - Fujiwara] - This is the picture flashing on Qianyu's mobile phone screen.

"Hey," Qian Yu sighed and answered the phone with the auxiliary unit. "Is there anything wrong?"

"Haven's contact with you?" Fujiwara's tone was very uneasy. "She called me and sent a text message before, but I turned off the phone at that time."

"..." Qianyu frowned slightly, and then used the auxiliary unit to read Fujiwara's call location.

This... is a very remote place compared to Fujiwara's usual range of activities. Judging from the signal base station relay during this period, he is still sitting on some kind of fast transportation.

This is not a high-speed rail line...is it a car? Whose car did he take?

"Why does it turn off? If it's out of power, it won't turn off, right?"

"Some troublesome private affairs...but we can solve them well, and it should not affect you." Fujiwara's voice was very calm. "So, are you there?"

"She was detained by the police, and I was protecting her," Qian Yu sighed in his heart. "Be careful, if necessary, I will help."

"You can protect Firefly, and I will die if I die." After a moment of silence, Fujiwara gave this answer. "Forget it, discuss some serious matters. Do you have anything else now? If not, get the information that needs to be investigated with Firefly and bring it back together."

"Ok, but what is needed?" Qianyu started to reduce the noise from the incoming signal with the auxiliary unit.

"Mrs. Azhibo's medical data before his death, especially the expansion packs about the last few full-body scans before his death."

"Ha?" Qian Yu was stunned. "What do you need that thing to do?"

"Anyway...you just look at helping collect some," Fujiwara seemed to have encountered something suddenly. "I'm a little anxious, so let's have a break first!"

At the last moment before the phone was hung up, probably because the other side relaxed their vigilance because they thought the phone had been hung up, a very obvious background sound came.

It was a suppressed moan from an adult male.

...

"What's going on?" Fujiwara threw the battery that was picked out of his phone to the ground, grabbed the gauze next to him, and began to bandage the wound for the man next to him. "Has it started bleeding again?"

"Well, maybe the gauze didn't completely stop the blood before, but now it just penetrated from inside." The man's expression was very reluctant, and cold sweat kept flowing down from his head.

"Do you need to go to the pharmacy?" Fujiwara's expression was very worried. "The gauze on the car has been used up. If you can't go to the hospital, you should at least go..."

"No," the man shook his head reluctantly. "We have not completely gotten rid of the pursuers yet. If we are caught by the other party, it will be very troublesome.

"Continue to drive forward, take a longer distance, and ask the observation post to help you check it out, and then go to the safe stronghold after you make sure there is no problem." As he said this, he bypassed Fujiwara's command and issued an order to the person driving ahead.

...

"So, what's wrong with finding Mrs. Gaoyue's medical files this time?" Walking on the road in the dark, Qianyu said to the firefly with a cone next to him. "It's okay at other times, but it's really a bit too bad for you to visit President Azhibo now."

"Yes, I already know," Ying gave Qianyu a blank look. "You watched President Azhibo commit suicide by diving into the water, right?"

"Yes, so if anyone knows more about where Mrs. Gaoyue's medical files are scattered, it's me." Qian Yu glanced at the cone and estimated the calories. "Physiological files or mental assessment files?"

"Have there been any problems with her mental state?" Ying frowned slightly. "Then bring them all with you. Medical files will never be too small."

"So what happened after talking about so many things that need to be brought?" Qian Yu suddenly remembered this topic again. "What patient did you receive? Will you need to come to Kyoto to find a file of a person who has been dead for three years?"

"This question," Ying's expression became serious. "Well... In short, Mrs. Gaoyue is the first one, and our purpose is to save the [last one]."

"Ha?" Qianyu was confused. "What does that mean?"

"In simple terms, twenty-three years ago, a patient died of an accident, but his body was basically intact, so his body was used for transplanted organs of six patients after the family agreed."

"In the order of death, patient A, received a lung transplant and died of a brain hernia when the boxing match was about to win.

“Patient B, who underwent a heart transplant, died of heavy lung bleeding while teaching and performing in the instrument class.

"Patient C is Mrs. Gaoyue, who underwent a liver transplant. Although she may not die from symptoms similar to other cases of major bleeding, she should be ranked here in terms of the time of death.

"Patient D, received a kidney transplant, but she died of heavy bleeding caused by heart rupture while playing tennis.

"Patient E, now in a critical stage, has transplanted the deceased's intestine, but now he has severe pancreatitis, abdominal bleeding and severe pneumonia."

"Patient F, received a cornea transplant from the deceased. She is currently in good condition, but if there is no intervention, maybe she will die from a sudden problem like several other patients without any warning."

"..." Qianyu's brow jumped, because the symptoms were indeed a bit strange. "Is there really a reason to connect these six people with organ transplants from the same person? Are they sure that their causes of death are really related to each other?"
Chapter completed!