"Su Wei! You're bleeding a lot, you have to go to the infirmary quickly!" Liu Weike looked at Su Wei's bleeding wound and quickly helped him up.
Su Wei looked haggard and pale. He stared at the back door of the Security Bureau and said, "How can they unlock our fingerprint lock? Go and check, quickly go and check whose fingerprint they have stolen!"
"We will investigate, Su Wei, you have to bandage the wound quickly." Liu Weike quickly advised.
Jian Ke also said worriedly: "Captain, you need to go for a comprehensive examination. Guimu just pricked you with a needle. You must be careful not to get poisoned."
Gu Siyi couldn't help but look stern, and said to Su Wei with a serious expression: "Stop being brave and come with me! If you can't protect your own body, what capital do you have to seek revenge from the ghost?"
Su Wei, who was covered in sweat, was supported by Gu Siyi and walked towards the infirmary. His legs were weak and his head was dizzy. Gu Siyi beside him suddenly heard him muttering about "defeat" and "become the master".
"What are you talking about?" Gu Siyi asked confused.
Su Wei suddenly came to his senses. He wiped the cold sweat from his face and said feebly: "It's nothing."
He didn't know why the ghostly voice kept echoing in his mind. He felt that his whole body was weak and heavy at the moment, as if he was stuck in a mire and was still falling.
About fifteen minutes later, Liu Weike also rushed to the infirmary. She found Shu You, who had suffered a gunshot wound in the dungeon, and asked, "Did you observe the red-headed man carefully when you were in the dungeon just now?
Did you notice anything was wrong?"
"You also think he looks familiar, right? But how is that possible? That person has obviously..." Shu You shook his head in confusion and confusion, and continued, "No, it can't be him."
At this time, Jian Ke also rushed over. He extracted a fingerprint record to Su Wei, which showed the summary information of those who passed the backdoor fingerprint verification in the past three months. "The record shows the people who passed the backdoor fingerprint verification before.
Su Wei frowned and said: "Zhang Wendong is a clean person and doesn't like to deal with people. Who can approach him unnoticed and steal his fingerprint information? Moreover, the only exit is our Security Bureau.
The insiders know it. Could it be that Zhang Wendong is obsessed with it and is colluding with people from ICV?"
Zhang Wendong was forcibly implanted with Sheng Kuang's memory by Lu Jiayin, which caused him to be extremely emotionally and mentally unstable, so he made the big mistake of releasing prisoners in the restricted area without permission. But whether it was Zhang Wendong himself or Sheng Kuang, they should deal with the ghost
I hate you so much, how could you collude with them?
Thinking of this, Liu Weike said: "I believe Captain Zhang hates evil so much that he would not do such a stupid thing."
She turned to look at the worried Shu You and said, "If my intuition is correct, the red-headed man must have the opportunity to steal Captain Zhang's fingerprints. They can also use this opportunity to sow discord between us and make us
We are suspicious of each other."
Shu You lowered his head heavily, unwilling to accept this speculation. He did hope that his old friend would come back to life, but he didn't want him to return to his life in this capacity.
Su Wei asked in confusion: "What do you mean? Do you know the details of the red-headed man?"
Liu Weike sighed and said: "I am just guessing, there is no reliable evidence. Jian Ke, do you still remember the scene when Mo Fan died?"
"Remember." Jian Ke asked, "Why did you suddenly ask this?" When he mentioned this, he couldn't help but his eyes turned red and his nose felt sour.
He once watched his companions die in explosions but was unable to stop them. This feeling of self-blame and powerlessness would often come to his mind.
Liu Weike said: "If you think about it carefully, did you see anything strange at the explosion site? For example, some powder that appeared instantly and disappeared quickly?"
Jian Ke lowered his head and thought for a while, then shook his head blankly. "No."
Liu Weike continued to ask: "After the explosion, you did not find Mo Fan's whole body, but only scattered bones. We cannot be sure that those remains belong to Mo Fan, right?"
"Yes. Are you doubting that Mo Fan is not dead?" Jian Ke said with a somewhat excited tone, "He spoke to me before he died. It is impossible for me to admit his mistake. And after the first explosion
I saw his body. His body was destroyed in the secondary explosion. Captain Liu, Mo Fan is our team member and our friend. He died because of the security bureau. You should not doubt him.
of."
Liu Weike looked at Jian Ke's red eyes and felt a little sad in his heart.
The Mo Fan in her memory was a heartless, strong and optimistic child. She still remembered the scene when he insisted on joining the Security Bureau and became her disciple. How could such a young man who always smiled
Is he a cold-blooded red-headed man?
But when she confronted the red-headed man in the dungeon, she discovered that the scars on his arms were almost exactly the same as those on Mo Fan. Moreover, Mo Fan had trained with Zhang Wendong for a period of time, and he was also the person who was most likely to steal his fingerprint information.
Is all this really just a coincidence?
The red-headed man was lying dying on the hospital bed. He was seriously injured this time, losing too much blood and was very weak. His face and head had been injured by the floor tiles controlled by Gu Siyi, and his head was wrapped in a thick bandage.
The door suddenly opened with a creak, and the ghost wearing a silver mask walked in. He looked down at the haggard and embarrassed red-headed man and said, "You were seriously injured this time, and your shoulder was seriously hit by the floor tiles."
I'm afraid it won't be able to return to its original shape after deformation. And your gunshot wounds are always difficult to heal."
Guimu glanced at the bloody bandage on the red-headed man's body and shook his head helplessly. "I really don't know when you will have the strength to get out of bed. Maybe... you will never be the same as before."
His tone sounded a bit regretful, but his eyes did not reveal a trace of concern or pity.
Listening to his disappointed words, the red-headed man quickly said weakly: "I will definitely get better, you don't have to worry."
He is not yet able to break away from the ICV and start his own business. He is afraid that Guimu will abandon him like he abandoned others. For Guimu, perhaps only those who can exert value have the need to stay in the ICV.
