Chapter 701: Unlucky One
The information provided by Elder Zhang reminded Jiang Baimian of their analysis of the situation revolving around the nuclear warhead.
One possibility was that the person receiving the nuclear warhead in Ubei had failed to send the item out of the city in time due to an accident and was trapped here under martial law. Upon seeing that the Salvation Army was close on his heels in their investigations, he had no choice but to take the risk, hijack the radio, and design a âgameâ in hopes of sneaking away amidst the evacuation.
Back then, the Old Task Force members had guessed what kind of accident it would be. There was the inclination to believe that the target had encountered something as his true identity, preventing him from escaping in a timely fashion. Another was the belief that he was a powerful Awakened whose weakness had been âhitâ by chance and had no choice but to spend two to three days recovering. Another belief was that something happened in the middle. For example, the defectorsâ contact and the person who hijacked the radio broadcast was infected with the Heartless disease not long after obtaining the nuclear warhead, or he suddenly had a brain hemorrhage or a heart attack. He couldnât hand over the nuclear warhead in time, causing the person who hijacked the radio to take two to three days to reestablish the âconnection.â
Now, someoneâs condition had rapidly acted up because of the theft of antihypertensive drugs. Being sent to the hospital for two days matched the second situation perfectly. Of course, the third scenario also made logical sense.
As these thoughts raced through her mind, Jiang Baimian felt delighted. She felt like they had caught the foxâs tail.
It was definitely rare to have antihypertensive drugs stolen in Ubei, and it happened two days before martial law was enacted. This directly led to a certain personâs illness acting up, leading to them being hospitalized for two days.
Jiang Baimian looked at Elder Zhangâwho was wearing a grayish-white, deep aluminum potâand smiled calmly. âI roughly looked around and didnât find any especially valuable clues, but clues often seem inconspicuous alone. They will only glow when thereâs more. Elder Zhang, donât worry. We will cooperate with the Public Security Council and gather more information to find useful clues.â
Elder Zhangâwho was wearing the faded black uniformâflew into a rage. âWhy should I be worried? If Iâm worried, there will be many people criticizing me for being overreaching and being a busybody who canât bear to part with power! Do whatever you want. Donât bother me!â
Just like the hotel manager and the others said, heâs a little irritable and irascibleâŠ
Jiang Baimian muttered inwardly.
However, she didnât believe that Elder Zhang was unconcerned about the nuclear warhead.
If he was truly unconcerned, why would he painstakingly help interrogate people and gather this stack of information? If he really didnât care, he wouldâve long evacuated Ubei with his family and comrades thanks to his status.
At this moment, the honest Shang Jianyao asked, âDo we not have to tell you if we really figure out something?â
Elder Zhang waved his hand. After two seconds, he said angrily, âWhatever! Iâm heading back to the sanatorium! Remember to get an aluminum pot and wear it. You canât treat it lightly anymore!â
âAlright, alright.â The Shang Jianyao that sought novelty and liked to sing and dance didnât mind wearing the aluminum pot at all. Instead, he was eager to give it a try.
After Elder Zhang left, Shang Jianyao turned to Jiang Baimian and said, âI didnât see the last two pages too clearly. Let me see them again.â
So you really didnât see it clearly. I thought you noticed the information, but you pretended not to notice anythingâŠ
Jiang Baimian hung up the flashlight, folded the paper, and said in a meaningless tone, âRead it again when we get back. Itâs dark here.â
There was a nuclear power plant in Ubei, and the large hydropower station upstream of the Yuelin River was relatively well maintained. There was no serious power shortage, but this was only relative. After all, this was an important industrial base for the Salvation Army. Therefore, there werenât many street lamps installed in the Ashlands Hotelâs parking lot. The lighting wasnât good, and Jiang Baimian had to rely on the flashlightâs beam to read the information.
âAlright.â Shang Jianyao had a look of disappointment as he eagerly walked to the hotelâs back door.
Jiang Baimian walked by his side as her thoughts raced. She quickly analyzed what she had gleaned.
From the looks of it, hypertension should be a certain price. Otherwise, it would be too much of a coincidence if the two matters of the blood-pressure medication being stolen and the medical emergency happened together. Only by treating hypertension as a price can the accident of having the antihypertensive drug stolen fluidly result in the target falling ill and being sent to the hospital for emergency treatment without any other chance factorsâŠ
The person sent to the hospital for emergency treatment was most likely a powerful Awakened. Otherwise, the result of the price wouldnât be so seriousâcollapsing the moment he didnât take his antihypertensive medicineâŠ
I canât be sure if this person is the one who hijacked the radio system, the middleman in charge of liaising with the defectors, or if they are one and the same person⊠Personally, Iâm more inclined to the former. Otherwise, there would be too many powerhouses in this matter, and the probability of being plagued by accidents would be extremely low⊠However, how could such a powerhouse have his vital antihypertensive drugs stolen?
The more Jiang Baimian thought about it, the more she found it ridiculous, comical, and funny. If not for the relatively comprehensive medical system in Ubei and the fact that the Salvation Army was willing to provide help to foreigners to a certain extent, the powerful Awakened mightâve already passed away. The reason for his death would be enough to be ranked on the Ashlandsâ hilarious list. Well, if such a list existed.
As they approached the back door, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao saw the hotel manager, Shen Kang, poking his head out.
âWhy is Elder Zhang here again?â Shen Kang asked worriedly.
Shang Jianyao replied honestly, âI requested Elder Zhang to help us question if the old warriors in the sanatorium had seen anyone suspicious in the evening. He was just here to give an answer.â
Shen Kang heaved a sigh of relief and asked in confusion, âWhy are you asking this?â
Jiang Baimian smiled. âIsnât there a nuclear warhead planted in the city? This concerns everyoneâs safety, and we want to help in any way we can.â
âThereâs the Supplies Management Committee to worry about that. Just stay in the hotel.â Shen Kang didnât agree with the Old Task Forceâs actions. However, he still expressed his gratitude. âIf only everyone had the same thoughts as you; things most likely wouldnât need a resolution using martial law. Sigh, Iâm not worried that people will die now. There will definitely be time for the evacuation, but I wonder how many items we can take away. It wasnât easy for us to save up that bit of wealthâŠâ
Shen Kang spoke softly before stopping.
Jiang Baimian looked around and pretended to ask casually, âManager Shen, have you noticed anything abnormal in the past few days? Things that rarely happen in the past count.â
Shen Kang seriously thought about it. âNo, things were the same just like every other day.â
âReally?â Jiang Baimian tried her best to hint at him. âFor example, someone fought, someone was injured, someone was sent to the hospital, and something was stolen.â
Shen Kang frowned slightly. âI think so, but also notâŠâ
Itâs only been two to three days, but you canât remember that a resident had their antihypertensive drugs stolen from their room and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment? Could it be that youâre also an Awakened, and the price is forgetfulness? UhâŠ
As Jiang Baimian muttered silently, she suddenly had a thought and couldnât help but âvisualizeâ Eidolon Nunâs gaze.
At this moment, Shen Kang touched his forehead and said, âI remember. An unlucky fellow drove out to do something, but his antihypertensive drugs and other things left in the room were stolen. He was delayed and came back only much later. Perhaps itâs because he only had enough antihypertensive drugs on him or in the car for one dose, so he couldnât continue his medication and became dizzy.
âWhen he realized that his antihypertensive drugs in the room were gone, he was so angry that his blood pressure shot all the way up, and he fainted on the spot. Fortunately, an attendant was with him back then. He quickly called for an ambulance. Otherwise, he might not have been saved!â
As expectedâŠ
Jiang Baimian was just about to ask which room it was when Shang Jianyao asked in shock, âAre the thieves here that rampant?â
Shen Kang sighed and said, âSigh, there are too many foreign Ruin Hunters. Some will find an opportunity to get a sum of supplies and leave when they feel that they have no hope of settling down. We never imagined that someone would be bold enough to enter and steal from the neighboring rooms!â
âPoor fellow.â Jiang Baimian spoke first. âIs he still in the hospital? Which room did he stay in?â
Shen Kang thought for a moment and said, âHe came back before martial law was enacted. Room 214. Whatâs his name again? I canât remember.â
Jiang Baimian tersely acknowledged his words and pointed at the stairs. âGood luck to him. Weâll be heading back first.â
She and Shang Jianyao bade him farewell and walked to the stairs, going up step by step.
As she passed by the second floor, Jiang Baimian suddenly frowned and muttered to herself, âWhat was I trying to do? Why did I forgetâŠâ
Shang Jianyao recalled and said, âI donât remember you mentioning it to me.â
âWeâll talk about it later.â Jiang Baimian threw this matter to the back of her mind.
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