Chapter 236 Symptoms of Red Top Poisoning
Just as he was about to continue, an employee came running over to report the news: "Report, we found a row of footprints on the water's edge. Someone must have jumped into the water at night."

Hearing this voice, Fatty Wang breathed a sigh of relief and said in defense: "Look, I said it wasn't me, and I almost lost my reputation."

As he said this, he turned around and asked in confusion: "Where is Sangbei?"

Wu Suowei shrugged, indicating that he didn't know. Wu Xie recalled and asked, "Where is the diving suit?"

"Canteen." Fatty Wang suddenly woke up and immediately ran towards the canteen.

Everyone followed him and when they arrived at the cafeteria, they found that one diving suit was missing. The fat man sighed and said, it seemed that Liu Sang had really been tricked.

While everyone was silent, Hong Hong strode towards them and waved his hand: "Hey, I have something to tell you."

"In fact, I discovered that Liu Sang was poisoned a long time ago."

"Then why didn't you say so earlier?" Fatty Wang asked.

"If he doesn't let me speak, what can I say?" Hong Ding said unhappily, "Think about it. Xiang Yang is still in the hospital and hasn't been cured yet."

"He always felt that the detoxification stuff should be in this warehouse, so he didn't want to go to the hospital."

"He told you not to say it, so you don't say it? Don't you have a brain?" Fatty Wang glared.

"Anyway, he doesn't let me say it, so I can't say it, but now he told me that he has gone to the place where the coffin was salvaged."

Watching Wu Xie walk out, Fatty was still arguing with Red Top. If they continued arguing, Fatty might get angry and start fighting, so he grabbed Fatty.

When the two of them walked to the side, he whispered to Hong Ding: "Don't worry about Liu Sang for now. The most urgent thing is Hong Ding. He seems to have been poisoned as well." Fatty Wang was stunned: "What?"

"Keep your voice down. Do you think he's admitting it now?" Wu Suowei glanced at Hong Ding.

After he finished speaking, Fatty Wang had a bitter look on his face. Hong Ding was someone he had invited, so he couldn't force him to do anything, and they came in a group.

Such a big thing has happened before we even get any closer. If it continues like this, I'm afraid I'll be left alone.

The fat man asked anxiously: "What should we do about this?"

"The restaurant will have a power outage in a while, and you'll know from his reaction." After Wu Suowei said this, he advised Hong Ding for a few words and then walked out.

Seeing Wu Xie chatting on his phone, Wu Suowei ignored him and went straight to the power bank.

Wu Xie, who was chatting, looked up at the surveillance cameras around him. Now he recalled Bai Haotian and focused on the message sent by Wang Junyi.

Jiang Yuan, the blind man who was in charge of the coffins, disappeared after they were stored in Warehouse 11.

Seeing the address sent by Wang Junyi, Wu Xie walked in and put his phone on the table: "Check it out."

A string of addresses appeared on the phone screen, and the most obvious address was the library. Wu Xie pointed at the phone and said, "Let's check it out."

With a click, the switch was turned off, and the surroundings fell into darkness. The fat man looked at the red roof and complained: "Are you going to let us live? Why are you closing the warehouse and cutting off the power?"

Hongding looked at the corner of the restaurant, where a shadow appeared. He couldn't see its face clearly, but he saw it floating closer and closer.

Hong Ding screamed, and everyone immediately looked at him. He kept screaming and backing away. Fatty looked at him and said, "What's wrong, Hong Hong?"

Wu Xie followed the Red Top's gaze and saw nothing behind him.

The lights in the kitchen came on again. Seeing that he had already left everyone behind, Hong Ding covered up and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm a little tired. I'll go back first."

Seeing the dazed look on Red Top's face, Fatty Wang murmured, "Did he get hit?"

Wu Xie looked at the red top running away: "Is there any evidence for this? Everyone is scared when encountering such a thing for the first time."

"Then our only hope is to find evidence? How about I try something tough?" Fatty Wang clenched his fists.

"Let's go check on Jiang Yuan first, and then go to his room to take a look." Wu Xie said as he took Fatty Wang to the library.

This library is called a library, but it actually contains archival materials from Warehouse 11 that have not been opened for a long time, so it is more appropriate to call it a dusty archive room.

After opening the door of the archive room, dust was immediately stirred up inside. I turned on the light switch a few times and found that the lights were broken as they had been covered in dust for many years.

The two of them closed the door, turned on the flashlight and walked inside. In such a dark environment, there was no need to hide anymore, and then they tore off the human skin masks.

The familiar face appeared again, and Fatty Wang smiled happily: "Comfortable, comfortable, it looks much better."

After a hug, Wu Xie took a breath and observed carefully. Fatty Wang suddenly said, "Oh, you're already feeling bad. I'll let this broken face feel bad."

After teaching Wu Xie a lesson, Fatty Wang looked at the files stacked on the bookshelves, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face: "Oh, how can I find these?"

Wu Xie sighed. It was indeed a bit too much, but there was still a trick. He explained: "We now know three pieces of information."

'The first item number is 892673, the second is Jiangyuan, and the third is 1940.'

"Come on!" Fatty Wang kept searching on the file cabinet.

After finding out that there were no such three pieces of information, he gave up. Wu Xie did the same. Listening to Fatty's complaints, he said helplessly: "We only have these few clues now."

"Hasn't Liu Sang been in there for eight hours? According to Wu Suo's way of handling things, didn't he find anything?"

"I guess Liu Sang should also be in his plan. So, now we can only gamble that Liu Sang can protect himself down there."
"I wish you good luck." Fatty Wang said helplessly.

After checking a counter, a crackling sound was heard. Wu Xie immediately turned around and shone the flashlight towards the source of the sound.

A dusty camera shook its head wildly like a lunatic, then pointed to the counter on the left as if for guidance.

The flashlight shone on the camera, and Wu Xie slowly moved his body until the flashlight's light seemed to be emitted from his head.

Wu Xie began to adjust the camera, until he put his arm on the third layer of the counter, Wu Xie felt the camera and took a gold inscription on the third layer.

Everything matched the clues he had found. Oh my god, this is also possible? Wu Xie's mouth twitched and he called Fatty Wang.

Looking at the file box in Wu Xie's hand, Fatty was stunned. This was too weird. He said, "Oh my god, is it so exaggerated?"

Then he wondered: "Is there such a big difference between us in whether or not to go to college?"

Wu Xie shone the flashlight on the camera: "Maybe Wang Junyi is helping me."

After thanking him, Wu Xie opened the file, looked at the text and read: "In 1940, there was a problem with the cargo number 892673."

"Over the course of three days, Jiang Yuan became nervous and sensitive, his behavior became strange, and he eventually became insane and hurt others."

When he was restrained, Jiang Yuan kept his head down and kept muttering that something was sitting on his neck.
Listening to Wu Xie's mumbling, Fatty narrowed his eyes, black pigment appeared on his neck, and he was forced to wear a watch. These reactions were really a bit creepy. Finally, he heard that Jiang Yuan died in 1942. Fatty Wang was shocked and said, "He lived for two years because of the disease? We have only been poisoned for two days now."

"That is to say, he found a way to suppress the bronze toxin!"

"Sure, Fatty, let's quickly collect it and let Huiyuan go back to see it." Wu Xie closed the file box.

At night, Wu Xie sat alone beside the computer, holding the photo of Jiang Yuan in his hand, and said to himself: "The coffin came from the dead zone. I ran to the dead zone blindly. The mastermind of all this is someone who can enter the dead zone at will. Who is it?"

Putting the photo down, Wu Xie half-lay on the chair, looking puzzled.

Suddenly, the light outside the window was blocked, and then it quickly returned, as if a figure was passing by. Wu Xie's thoughts were interrupted, and he asked in confusion: "Who, is it you, Fatty?"

No one answered, and Wu Xie immediately took the flashlight on the table and walked out the door. He shone the flashlight in the corridor, but did not see anyone.

All he saw was the door shaking constantly. He then closed the door, walked to the door, and stepped in, but still didn't see anyone.

Ghost? As soon as this thought came to Wu Xie's mind, he immediately denied it. Ghosts can pass through walls, so there is no need to go through the door.

Shining the flashlight into a nearby house, a dark shadow flashed across the wall, and then the sound of quick footsteps was heard.

Wu Xie immediately followed the sound and shone the flashlight into the suspicious house, only to find that the house was very quiet and everything seemed normal.

He was about to leave with a puzzled look on his face when he heard the sound of a door opening behind him and Wu Xie turned around abruptly.

He slowly stepped into the room, shone the flashlight in every corner of the room, and found nothing unusual.

Could it be that the wind just blew the door open? Wu Xie shone the flashlight on the window, moving it a little bit, and suddenly a big face appeared in front of him.

Wu Xie felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up, and his body involuntarily stepped back. After he ran far enough away, he realized that it was Hong Ding standing in front of him.

After a closer look, Hong Ding's eyes were sluggish and his face was expressionless. Wu Xie turned the flashlight to Hong Ding and asked in confusion: "Why are you here?"

Hong Ding ignored Wu Xie, swaying in his chair, and muttered, "Head down."

Listening to Hong Ding's words, Wu Xie looked confused, guessing that he should have rushed out from behind the door just now, and then he shone the flashlight behind the door.

There was something wrapped in white cloth, and that thing was standing at the door, like a ghost bride wearing a white cloth.

Wu Xie approached slowly and placed his hand on the cloth with a serious expression. He was now prepared for whether there was a corpse or a living person inside, and he pulled his arm suddenly.

The thing inside revealed its true form. It turned out to be a mop stuck together. Wu Xie showed a suspicious look on his face: "It's just a mop. What do you think today?"

Wu Xie turned around and shut his mouth. Hong Ding, who was sitting on the sofa, hunched over, his neck stretched out like a heavy goose. Jiang Yuan's symptoms emerged in his mind. Then he immediately called to gather everyone.

After the staff arrived, they took Hong Ding back to his room. Fatty Wang covered Hong Ding with a blanket while nagging:
"I still have to serve you."

After cleaning up, the fat man said to Wu Suowei and Kan Jian, "Kan Jian, go back and rest first."

Pacing back and forth, looking at the red top shaking its head under the quilt, the fat man wondered, "The way this guy drooped his head just now looked a lot like Jiang Yuan in the photo. Could it be that this toxin is specifically designed to target the cervical vertebrae?"

“Stop joking. I was hoping for a lucky break. How could he get the disease if he didn’t come into contact with the bronze fragments? Could it be that the air is not safe either?” Wu Xie wondered.

"I think, why not just install a camera? Really?" Wu Suowei said while looking at the two of them.

"It's not a good idea to install cameras in someone's house, right?" Wu Xie asked in embarrassment.

"That's good for him." Fatty Wang smacked his lips and paced a few steps, looking around. Fatty let out a sigh: "Oh, where should I pretend?"

The red-top mumbling voice came out, and the tone revealed viciousness: "You all must die, all must die!"

Seeing him shaking excitedly, wishing he could get up and chop everyone up immediately, Wu Suowei's mouth twitched, and then he looked at Fatty Wang with an unfriendly face.

Fatty's eyes revealed a deep look, as if he was thinking about something. Wu Xie looked at the two of them, and this state made him shudder: "Why don't we pretend to be one?"

Wu Suowei and Wang Pangzi agreed at the same time, and then the three of them started to work together to install the cameras, which took half an hour.

Afterwards, everyone returned to Wu Xie and Fatty Wang's room to check the computer screen.

The Red Top is now under 24-hour surveillance, with three people monitoring him in real time while eating peanuts.

After observing for a while, the red-top on the screen sat up straight. Everyone watched him roll up his sleeves fearfully and check the wound on his hand.

"He was really poisoned, but he hid it well enough that he wasn't exposed for such a long time." Fatty Wang asked.

Wu Suowei nodded. Hong Ding had been making excuses at the beginning. If he was forced, even if he found the wound, he would probably blame it on Liu Sang.

Anyway, Liu Sang has already gone down there. It would be good if he finds the antidote. But if he doesn’t, and something happens, he will die without any evidence.

"Hey, look, he's been staring at the wall. Is there something there?" Wu Xie said.

"There's nothing." Fatty Wang wondered.

Suddenly, Hong Ding raised his head and looked straight at the camera. Seeing this scene, Fatty Wang reminded him: "He found us."

The two did not answer his question immediately, but continued to stare at the video screen until Hong Ding hid in a blind spot of the surveillance camera. Wu Xie reminded him, "Let's go and take a look."

The red-roofed room was completely dark. Wu Suowei followed Fatty Wang. Wu Xie walked in and shouted, but there was no movement around.

Fatty Wang, who was standing behind Wu Xie, looked puzzled: "Where are the people?"

The three of them looked around the room but found nothing. They wanted to go out to look for it, but when they turned around, they saw two white-faced eyes floating in the corner.

Fatty Wang was almost frightened to death. He took a step back suddenly and Wu Xie swallowed.

Wu Suowei, who was standing behind, heard the two people's accelerated heartbeats, then stretched his head to look forward.

In the darkness, Red Top squatted in the corner.

He was writing and drawing with a pen and a notebook in his hands, and his eyes kept turning in the direction of the three people, as if there was another person where they were standing.

But the three people already knew that he was poisoned, so things were much simpler.

Before the camera was installed, Hong Ding shouted in his dream that everyone was going to die.

Wu Xie didn't know who he was going to kill, so in order to avoid angering Hong Ding, he slowly walked towards him.

(End of this chapter)