Doctor will never die in a hellish situation.

Okay, now everything makes sense. Joseph had ample opportunity and motive to do this. As for attacking Qin Duanyu, it was probably because he heard Qin Duanyu insisting on searching everyone's homes. Joseph knew he would be exposed sooner or later, so he wanted to take someone down with him before he died.

After the police officers carefully verified the security guard's identity and found that he was indeed only related to Zhou Wenjie by blood and had nothing else unusual, Qin Duanyu said loudly, "Alright, now all we need to do is find Joseph's next client, and this case will be closed."

“Miss Shi Huaiya, this was my mistake in hiring the wrong person. I will make a deep self-criticism. Please put in a good word for me with Commander Wei.” Zhou Wenjie stepped forward and took out a bank card, trying to stuff it into her hand.

“This incident has made me seriously doubt your management skills. No wonder the institute’s output has been decreasing over the past two years. It seems we need to change the leadership.” Swire didn’t care about the money. She slapped his hand away and said coldly, “This derelict employee should go do something else in the future. As for you, just be a researcher, do more academic work, and stop daydreaming.”

After saying that, Little Tiger turned around gracefully, leaving behind the uncle and nephew who looked as if they had lost their parents.

……

"Doctor, are you really going to close the case like this?" Swire's expression gradually softened as she left the research institute, and she asked with a smile.

“Good cooperation, thankfully Miss Swire reacted quickly! As long as we convince certain people that we have closed the case, I think he will soon show his true colors.” Qin Duanyu also said with a smile, “But before that, I need to go to Joseph’s house to confirm something.”

Did the bad guys get the punishment they deserved?

No, that's far from enough!

Section 74, Chapter Seventy: Because he really was a good person.

As the sun set and the last rays disappeared below the horizon, the snow pheasant finally returned home.

Walking an hour each way between her residence and the research institute every day is perfectly normal for her, as it saves her the expense of taking the bus and allows her to dedicate that money to her research.

She pushed open the door, whose lock was broken, and groped her way into the room in the dark.

This place is less of a home and more of a temporary stop.

The walls were mottled and a dull yellow; the furniture had changed hands countless times; boxes were filled with all sorts of mechanical parts; and a cot was covered with patched bedding...

No wonder the police officers who came to search the place only glanced around before leaving in a hurry. The place was completely transparent, and there was no way to hide anything except under the bed.

Years ago, a thief broke into Snow Pheasant's house. Seeing the terrible living conditions, he not only didn't touch anything in the house, but also left her 10 Lungmen dollars.

"Ugh, I'm exhausted. If only I could hitch a ride with Mr. Joseph..." Xuezhi's face darkened. She put a bag of cold steamed buns on the table and sat on the creaking sofa, gently massaging her swollen calves.

So much happened today. I learned about the theft at the research institute when I went to work this morning. Then Joseph, who had always been kind to her, became a criminal and died for attacking the head of the Guard Bureau.

Mr. Joseph is clearly a good man, so why would he do such a thing? Could it really be, as the officer said, that he wanted to get money to replace the respirator? Xuezhi thought for a moment, then took out her laptop from her bag and got busy.

"Improved Methods for Ursus-Made Respiratory Assist Devices"

Her slender fingers tapped lightly on the keyboard, and she quickly drafted a title before frowning and falling into deep thought.

This means the research project on the explosion-proof robot assigned by the director will have to be postponed again. There's no way around it; the research on improving the cable strength took too much time, and we were supposed to start completing the director's task today...

But surely there are many others like Mr. Joseph who are worried about changing their respirators, or even die?

If I succeed, at least I can prevent such a tragedy, and no one will ever again commit the same mistake as Mr. Joseph. I'm sorry, Director, but if I'm working on both projects simultaneously, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat a meal for two days. Please wait a little longer.

Although Zhou Wenjie said that as long as she succeeded in this project, he would consider making her a full-time employee, and there might even be a bonus, the kind-hearted Xuezhi still decided to deal with the immediate issue first.

Once I become a renowned scientist and earn lots and lots of money, I'll definitely replace these steamed buns with meat buns, and I'll eat them three times a day without fail! Oh, and after each meal, I'll have a bottle of soda!

Xuezhi suddenly remembered the drink Qin Duanyu had given her during the day. Her throat moved involuntarily, and she regretted drinking it all at once. Wouldn't it have been better to save some for later?

She quickly got up and walked to the table to pour herself a glass of water to quench her thirst, but a wave of dizziness hit her, and she stumbled back several steps and collapsed onto the cot.

"You slut, this sleeping gas tastes pretty good, doesn't it?" Zhou Wenjie slowly walked in from outside the door and said coldly.

He had tried it with that female college student before; as long as she inhaled just a little bit, she would fall asleep like a dead pig. Luckily, the windows in the snow pheasant's house were drafty, otherwise she would have lost consciousness on the spot.

But this is good, it allows him to vent his anger.

"Chief, why are you doing this...?"

"You bastard, shut up! If you hadn't kept writing letters accusing me of plagiarizing research results, I wouldn't have been suspected!" Zhou Wenjie cursed viciously.

"Director, what are you talking about? I... I didn't write a complaint letter..." Xuezhi looked confused.

"Still denying it! No wonder you kept delaying submitting your results; you just wanted to embarrass me!" Zhou Wenjie said through gritted teeth, wishing he could slap Xue Zhi across the face.

Ever since he stole Snow Pheasant's intelligent robot design two years ago, people have been writing letters of complaint to the Central Research Institute, saying that he plagiarized other people's work. After a while, the higher-ups have started to consider holding a hearing.

After all, the position of director of the research institute is coveted by many. Even if they can't bring Zhou Wenjie down, it would be good to make him get into trouble.

Although the matter was temporarily suppressed through the network of relationships cultivated over many years, the higher-ups made it clear that if the new robot could not produce results, they would not be able to protect Zhou Wenjie.

Unfortunately, Xuezhi was engrossed in other research and didn't pay any attention to this matter, which resulted in extremely slow progress. Seeing that the bigwigs above were about to run out of patience, he decided to take a risk and stage a thief crying "stop thief!"

The whole affair with a mistress was just a smokescreen deliberately thrown out by Zhou Wenjie. People only care about these gossip stories and ignore his real purpose: to create an alibi.

After the big-breasted, brainless woman was knocked out by the sleeping gas, Zhou Wenjie secretly returned to the research institute. Just as Qin Duanyu had said, he used the abandoned ventilation ducts to sneak into the laboratory, steal the data and the prototype, and then hid the prototype under Xuezhi's bed.

In his view, the whistleblower was Xuezhi, which is why he deliberately delayed delivering results in order to cause a hearing and seize back the patent rights.

Since we can't solve the problem, let's deal with the people who caused it.

To prevent the police from being unable to find Xuezhi, he thoughtfully left some clues. When the time came and he was caught red-handed, Xuezhi would be unable to clear his name even if he jumped into lava, while he could use the excuse of data loss to prevent the next step of the work from being carried out, and legitimately shift the blame.

Although things took an unexpected turn, and Joseph somehow got involved and was about to lose his job as director, as long as Snowchir was eliminated, he could still live a life of luxury thanks to the stolen patent.

A hearing? What's the point of holding one when one side is already dead?

"Director, you...you're really using my findings?" Xuezhi's face turned pale. No one who can do high-tech research is a fool. She was just too kind to think the worst of people.

In retrospect, Zhou Wenjie's so-called test of ability was just him using her to do free work.

"Alright, it's time to send you on your way!" Zhou Wenjie didn't answer, but took out a bottle of sleeping pills and walked up to Xue Zhi with a sinister smile.

Tomorrow morning, his computer will receive a letter of repentance from Xuezhi, who expresses unease about stealing the institute's research results, feels guilty for failing to live up to his expectations as the institute director, and believes that the death of his accomplice Joseph has intensified Xuezhi's unease, so he decides to atone with his death.

Although reason told Zhou Wenjie that he should wait until things calmed down before taking action, the series of unexpected events made him dare not delay any longer.

Moreover, judging from Shi Huaiya's tone, she will definitely report the case file to Wei Yanwu tomorrow. Since the police are preparing to close the case, they will focus their energy on investigating the non-existent external forces. They have no time to care about the life or death of a temporary worker.

However, before that dirty paw could even touch the snow pheasant's little face, it was pierced by a long sword thrown in from outside the window.

"I knew it! No one can really last three hours. Even the God of War couldn't do it." A mocking voice came from outside, sounding exactly like that bastard who was taunting him for being old but still vigorous.

"You...you all..." Zhou Wenjie trembled in pain, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"Shut up, you shameless scoundrel! You're under arrest now, charged with attempted murder!" Swire pulled out a pair of extremely regrettable bracelets and put them on his wrist, then ordered her team members to take him away.

Justice will not be absent, but it would be too lenient to let Zhou Wenjie lose his rights. He has to give back everything he took from the little hen!

"Doctor, why did Joseph attack you? Was he Zhou Wenjie's accomplice?" Texas asked, frowning as she looked at the dejected Zhou Wenjie.

"Perhaps, because he really is a good person," Qin Duanyu sighed and said softly.

Doctor, are you sure your head wasn't damaged by Joseph? Or did you catch that little hen's naivety? Suddenly, a bunch of Texas-like characters appeared above the little question mark.

Someone actually doubted the author's intelligence. Just look at that clever little face above (⑨). As the saying goes, nine is the ultimate number, so a person with an IQ of ⑨ is the smartest!

By the way, can you guess who the respirators are for?

Section 75, Chapter 71: Let's sing him a song from our hometown.

"I'll reiterate once again, this is just a dispute over academic issues. Even if I really had the intention to kill someone, you can't conclude that all the achievements belong to Xuezhi. She's just a slut who's after patent fees!"

Even when caught red-handed, Zhou Wenjie still refused to admit it. He insisted that he was the one who led the research and that Xuezhi only participated in a part of the work. However, the conflict arose because Xuezhi demanded full ownership of the patent.

However, a manuscript pieced together with tape that was photographed on its face completely silenced the rat's clamor.

That was the snow pheasant's research record, from the initial idea to the summary after each failure, and then to the step-by-step success. It was recorded in such detail that it was like reading a diary. If it were put into the hearing later, it would undoubtedly be decisive evidence.

Zhou Wenjie's pupils dilated suddenly. He clearly remembered that this was something that had been copied into a shredder and destroyed after the final result was completed. How could it have been pieced together by someone?

In a daze, he remembered that after doing all this, he was in a great mood and was about to go find his lover, and he had arrogantly ordered someone passing by to take out the trash... Zhou Wenjie lowered his head and stopped arguing.

The director of the Third Research Institute was a plagiarist who even attempted to kill the original owner of the research results. The news caused a huge uproar as soon as it was reported.

Wei Yanwu issued a statement overnight, saying that such phenomena must be dealt with seriously and that these guys must not be allowed to ruin the future of Longmen. As a result, Zhou Wenjie was made an example of and was severely punished.

The wall fell and everyone pushed.

Overnight, the institute's employees became partners of justice, accusing Zhou Wenjie of embezzling funds for personal gain, misappropriating his subordinates' research results, forming cliques, and practicing nepotism.

As for the connections that were cultivated at great expense in the past, they are now of no use. Those big shots are eager to sever ties with Zhou Wenjie, and have even turned around and kicked him a few times.

Due to the combined efforts of various parties, Zhou Wenjie has truly become a pariah. Even though there are still a few days until the formal trial, it is a foregone conclusion that he will spend the rest of his life in the most dangerous Sun Prison in Longmen.

If you hate someone, send them to the Sun Prison.

This is far more terrifying than the death penalty. In that hell on earth, if the prison guards and prisoners can survive for a month, they've already lost!

"Doctor, what did you just say? Why does that rat look like it's about to cry?" After the interrogation ended, Swire asked curiously as she watched the trembling Zhou Wenjie being pushed away.

"I'm telling you, when he's officially transferred to Sun Prison, I'll send him a bottle of Vaseline," Qin Duanyu said casually. Given the reckless nature of those tough guys in prison, the sunflowers are probably about to bloom.

"Doctor, how did you confirm that Zhou Wenjie has a problem?" Swire asked with a strange expression.

"That's three hours of continuous fighting. How could an old geezer like him possibly do that? Besides, he's been in charge of several renovations of the research institute. This kind of shrewish guy must have taken a lot of kickbacks. He even goes to the site every day to supervise and prevent slacking off. There's no reason he wouldn't know about that ventilation vent above his head."

I want to hear the truth.

"It was probably the feather ornament around Joseph's neck that gave me the idea. Let me tell you a story, based on a true story."

Qin Duanyu raised Joseph's file in her hand, her tone suddenly becoming low.

……

An Ursus veteran was discharged from the army because he was wounded. He didn't have much resentment about it. On the contrary, he felt a sense of relief because he could finally go home to see his daughter and wife.

However, upon returning home, he discovered that the village had been destroyed by a natural disaster. In the nearby suburbs, he desperately found the graves of his wife and daughter.

The sky is falling.

The veteran left Ursus, a place of sorrow, like a walking corpse, and settled in distant Lungmen, living a mechanical and numb life. Fortunately, because of his past service experience, he was recruited as a security guard by a research institute.

By chance, a Liberian girl came into his view. Perhaps it was a ventilator malfunction that led her to help him, or even just a kind and warm smile as they passed each other that made him take a liking to her.

If his daughter were still alive, she would be about the same age as this Liberian girl, right? Like a ray of sunshine breaking through the rain, bringing light to the otherwise gray world.

Although the girl was a researcher, she was paid the salary of a temporary worker, but she never complained about it. She was resilient, hardworking, innocent and kind. It is not an exaggeration to describe her with these beautiful words.

When he learned that Zhou Wenjie was profiting from her research results and was not giving her better treatment, he wanted nothing more than to smash that rat's head in. But rather than venting his anger through violence, he hoped that the girl would get what was rightfully hers.