Netherworld Investigator Chapter 340: Poison feeding agency

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My eyes widened, does he want to play tricks again?

Deng Chao continued: "I did not receive an answer to one of the questions, so the test failed!"

The classmate who sent me the answer shouted: "Ah, I got a serial number wrong, Song Yang, I'm sorry!"

I gritted my teeth fiercely, this is basically a fault, and suddenly a yellow smoke filled the sealed browsing room, and the hostages inside coughed violently. I yelled: "This is poisonous gas, everyone out!"

Then I grabbed a guardrail and slammed it against the glass. The glass in the classics viewing room was toughened, and it barely cracked after a few smashes. Several classmates fell to the ground unable to support it.

With a crash, the glass shattered, and the pungent poisonous gas spread out. Fortunately, Wang Dali arrived at this time. He carried the pack of gas masks I prepared in advance and shouted: "Song Yang, go on!"

I took the bag, put on one quickly, and then dig out the hole and drilled in.

The visibility inside was extremely low. I mobilized the pupil of Dongyou to look for the hostages, put on gas masks for them, and then walked over and opened the window. After the poison gas dissipated, I took a pair of scissors from the counter and untied the rope for them. I noticed that their backs were written with numbers in paint, which seemed to be a reminder of the next test.

I asked them one by one: "Can you go?"

They have been **** for too long, their hands and feet have been paralyzed, and with extreme panic, I can only take them out one by one. Four students have inhaled too much poison gas and are unable to recover.

After getting all the people out, Wang Dali asked: "What do the numbers on their backs mean, passwords?"

I glanced roughly. Some people have the same numbers behind them, while others are different. Let's count there are four numbers-"4", "7", "0", and "2".

I asked their grades, and I immediately understood that the students in the first grade wrote "2" on the back, the second grade was "4", the third grade was "0", and the fourth grade was "7". It is "2407".

I shouted: "It's the number of a classroom! Dali, you stay and take care of them, I will go over!"

Wang Dali said worriedly: "Yoko, be careful!"

I left a box of Pifi Pill for Wang Dali, and asked him to give each person one pill. Although it can't prescribe the right medicine, it also has a certain detoxification effect, at least until the medical staff comes in.

The teachers and students outside didn't know what was going on inside, so they followed me silently when they saw me running out.

Although they complained about me, what happened this morning turned everyone into a frightened bird, and they never dared to leave me.

On the road, Huang Xiaotao sent a message: "Two things, Bai Lei was rescued by Song Xingchen! Also, I just contacted Bai Lei’s secretary. At first, she was unwilling to reveal Bai Lei’s schedule today. Later, I After showing her identity, she said that Bai Lei was signing a contract in Australia."

I sneered: "This'Bai Lei' really has a problem."

Huang Xiaotao asked: "Are you going to catch it?"

I stopped and said: "No, ask Song Xingchen to take him to Teaching Building No. 2, I'm rushing over now!"

Huang Xiaotao said: "Song Xingchen is not in danger, right?"

I replied: "I'm still not sure if'Bai Lei' is Deng Chao himself or his accomplice? Since he chose to disguise his identity, he won't be exposed easily. As long as Song Xingchen doesn't know, he will be fine. Send him to us. Isn’t this a reasonable arrangement?"

Huang Xiaotao said: "Okay, I will let him know!"

I said: "By the way, arrange a few ambulances to stand by outside the school. Several students have been poisoned. Later, after catching Deng Chao, I will go to the library to pick up people. I will let Wang Dali take care of them now." /

I came to classroom 407 in the second teaching building. The door of the classroom was hidden. As soon as I opened the door, the horn in the classroom had already sounded, and Deng Chao’s voice came again: "Song Yang, this is yours. For the sixth test, I will write the question on the drawing board. You have ten minutes to answer it."

I looked at the blackboard and there was a row of numbers on it. Is it a math problem this time?

This time the explanation is so brief, it is obvious that Deng Chao still has a back hand.

I came to the blackboard and the numbers on it were: "1,2,3,6,7,8,14,15,30", and a line of fine print was written below: "Remove a number to make the above array formally established ."

I frowned and thought. The number sequence is the least I am good at. I didn't pass it in high school. I watched it for a long time, and a classmate came over and said, "Can't you see this? Just remove the 8. "

Speaking of him reaching for the blackboard eraser, I was agitated and shouted: "Don't touch it!"

But it was too late. When he held the blackboard eraser in his hand, a needle suddenly pierced from the inside and penetrated the back of his hand. The classmate screamed, covering his hand to take his mouth to suck.

It turns out that there is a small mechanism on the blackboard eraser, and only a slight pressure will pierce a needle. I think this is definitely not a simple trick, because the blood on the needle is black and it is coated with poison.

I grabbed the hand of that classmate and said: "You are poisoned, don't use your mouth to suck!"

He panicked and said: "You must save me!"

I told him to take off his clothes and roll up his sleeves. I tore his clothes into strips and tightened his veins firmly. Then I took out a silver needle from his arms and told him to take off his shoes. I used the needle to puncture his blood sea and Yongquan acupoints, so as to slow down the blood flow.

Five minutes later, Deng Chao’s voice came from the loudspeaker again: “Song Yang, you are already very toxic now, but don’t be afraid, I won’t let you die so easily. Put it in the desk drawer. With two small balls, the blue ball represents the entrepreneur Bai Lei, and the red ball represents the group of children. Please choose one and throw it out the window. The corresponding hostage will die, and you will get the antidote. If you don’t make a choice after a few minutes, the hostages will die, and you will also be poisoned. Are you choosing an influential entrepreneur in exchange for your life, or those innocent and poor children?"

This passage was obviously recorded in advance. Deng Chao didn't expect that I would escape the catastrophe, let alone that the weight in his hand had expired, so this test was meaningless.

I picked up the blue ball and was about to throw it. The school leader outside ran in and said, "Song Yang, you can’t do this! If Bai Lei dies, the entire East China economic circle will suffer..." /

I didn't wait for him to finish speaking, I threw the ball, and the school leader's face instantly turned into a frosted eggplant.

The principal sternly accused me: "How can you be so rash, do you know the consequences of your decision? Can human life be measured by addition and subtraction?"

I am in a very bad mood now, and coldly replied: "Of course, human life is not measured by addition and subtraction, but by money. Bai Lei is an honorary alumnus of our school, and the money he donated to the school is not I know how many billions there are, so he is much more important than those little kids and the poisoned classmate. Am I right?"