fifth form

Chapter 2371 Eyes
Night passes and day comes.

But the brief departure of darkness did not take away the shadow.

If Song Sijia had not contacted him through various channels, Ren Yisheng would not have known that his daughter had also fallen into a coma in such a short period of time.

Ning Que also fell into a coma, and Jin Shixue also felt dizzy due to a headache.

Wang Zimo and others seemed to be in a trance, reciting continuously beside the explosion crater, and Ren Wuyang also recited over and over again on the communicator.

In just one morning, many people seemed to be out of control.

Ren Yisheng was shocked and angry.

A temporary hospital was built in the thorny area, but these medical measures did not seem to have any effect.

He looked around at the smoke rising up, and knew very well that this battle without a beginning or an end might have entered another level.

After checking Zhang Xuezhou, Ren Yisheng checked Ren Anran, then Ning Que, and then to Wang Zimo and others who were unable to communicate.

He cursed Ren Wuyang several times in Ren Anran's communicator, but Ren Wuyang's voice remained the same and he felt his whole body getting cold.

"Man Qian, have you noticed anything?" Ren Yisheng asked anxiously.

“No,” Zhang Manqian shook her head and said, “If Song Sijia hadn’t notified me, I wouldn’t have known that Sister An Ran had also fallen into this symptom!”

"Where's Huang?"

"Huang had sex with me before. He was in a state of fatigue and probably didn't notice anything!"

"It's over!"

Ren Yisheng muttered to himself, he looked around and then looked at the last half-crazy person.

"Mr. Jin, you..."

"White spots, black spots, gold spots, what's wrong with my eyes!"

Jin Shixue, who was standing next to the bomb crater, covered his eyes tightly.

For a research-oriented person like Jin Shixue, he really wanted to figure out the sudden abnormality in his eyes.

But the more he studied, the more headache Jin Shixue found himself having.

His eyes were red, and when he looked at Zhang Xuezhou and the others, he saw various flashes of light, which consumed his mind and made him dizzy. He felt exhausted just like he had been from the tomb of Emperor Luo Wu.

Zhang Xuezhou and others fell into a coma, and Jin Shixue did not leave the bomb crater.

With a look of pain on his face, he pushed away the medical staff who were arranged to take care of him. He stood in front of the crater, stretched out his hands that were covering his eyes, and opened his arms as if he wanted to fly away.

"Why can't I see clearly?"

Jin Shixue stretched out his hand. He felt that the golden light where Zhang Xuezhou was was alternating between night and day, and the black spots that appeared on Ning Que's body were mottled with golden light, and the white light on Ren Anran was like white clouds floating in the sky, visible but intangible.

In front of Jin Shixue, he only felt that the water in the crater was shimmering, which was very similar to what he saw in Dongshan two days ago, and it also seemed to be related to the light on Zhang Xuezhou and others.

But the golden light of Dongshan made Jin Shixue feel comfortable and dispelled the shadow in his heart, while the golden light in the crater's accumulated water made Jin Shixue feel cold, as if he would be shattered and his soul would disappear if he stepped into it.

He chanted aloud, his muddled brain driven by desire, and he kept peeking into the light.

"White spots, black spots, gold spots? Eyes?"

Jin Shixue spoke incoherently and unclearly, and it took Ren Yisheng several dozen seconds to understand him clearly.

He suddenly remembered some things that happened before Zhang Xuezhou set the trap with the bronze turtle statue.

"Eyes, eyes... Jin Shixue should have the kind of eyes that Xuezhou described!"

Ren Yisheng whispered to himself.

He quickly took the communicator and called Li Yingbo. "Anyone from Luo'an Province will be strictly investigated!"

"Any family members from Changqing City and Pan'an City will be arrested directly, and then physical examinations will be conducted and relevant personnel will be interrogated!"

"I need all the people in this area who are in a state of unconsciousness, whether they are dead or alive, seriously ill or healthy. You need to check them as quickly as possible, and also take them to the bomb crater where the shelling landed!"

Ren Yisheng spoke again and again.

Many things are mentioned again, but he focuses on the third sentence, which is also the most important one.

Compared with previous inspections, Ren Yisheng this time paid special attention to inspecting those who were also in a coma.

No matter if they are sleeping while alive, dead of old age, or sick, anyone who has lost consciousness needs to be sent to the crater.

If any of them were sent to Jin Shixue and were identified as having "spots", Ren Yisheng felt that this might be the root cause of the problems faced by Zhang Xuezhou and others.

"Professor Ren, we found Zhao Changqing in room 414 of the Lakeside Hotel at Wangnan Lake!"

Ren Yisheng hung up Li Yingbo's communicator, only to hear the communicator ring again, and the polite voice of Commissioner Zhong Zhenzhen came.

"Xiao Ren, Zhao Changqing is sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes, nose, and mouth are full of blood, and the room is littered with various blood-smeared runes. His body should have been cold for several hours. Was he a key person last night?"

Before Zhong Zhenzhen could finish his words, Zhong Rang's voice came from the communicator.

"There's a hole in his head. It's not a hole caused by shrapnel. It's like something pushed open his head and made a hole!"

At the end, Zhong Rang added another sentence, his voice somewhat unsteady, and it was obvious that he was somewhat uncomfortable with the way Zhao Changqing died.

"Do you think there are beans planted in his head?" Zhong Rang asked.

"Maybe it's possible," Ren Yisheng said in a deep voice, "Since you have found Zhao Changqing in Wangnan Lake, then check more to see if there is anyone who is unconscious!"

"This place was affected by the explosion. The house was shaking severely. More than 20 people fell into coma due to the explosion. They are all in hospital now..."

"Bring them all here, quickly, quickly, quickly!"

The situation in Hui'an Road has not yet been verified, but the Wangnan Lake area, which is responsible for maintaining order, has already produced rough results.

Ren Yisheng did not wait for Li Yingbo to convey the notice, he quickly put forward his own request.

Zhao Changqing might be a spellcaster who could call the wind and rain. Ren Yisheng had no idea whether Zhao Changqing's control was destroyed, causing serious backlash, or whether he had lost his usefulness and died in the hotel.

At that moment, he just wanted to find out whether there were any suspicious persons among these unconscious people.

There was no time to waste, so he rang the bell several times.

Zhong Rang on the other end of the communicator was not vague. For people of the older generation like Zhong Rang, let alone dragging away twenty unconscious people, even if he was asked to execute these people on the spot, Zhong Rang's hands would be very steady.

"If I had any clues of suspicion, I would have killed these twenty people on the spot. You are still too indecisive!"

As if he was dissatisfied with Ren Yisheng, or perhaps he thought that Ren Yisheng would be able to control the committee in the next ten to twenty years, but that there were flaws in the way he did things, Zhong Rang couldn't help but give him a reminder.

This made Ren Yisheng open his mouth, and then there was a hint of silence.

He once thought that Zhong Rang and others were ruthless when targeting the Ren family, and that they were members of the group he disliked, but Ren Yisheng discovered that being ruthless also has its advantages.

Just like Zhang Xuezhou's decisive bombardment of Wangnan Lake, the Red Alliance really needs talents who are good at killing.

But Ren Yisheng could not accept killing as the mainstream consciousness at the top of the committee.

"No one is perfect. Perhaps Xuezhou and the others can make up for what I lack!"

He muttered to himself.

When Ren Yisheng's eyes swept over the unconscious Zhang Xuezhou and the unconscious Ren Anran, he felt as if the world in his eyes was covered with a faint blood-red color, and a sense of tyranny suddenly rose in his calm heart.