Chapter 96 What's your friend's name?

Jiang Che's voice was not loud, but his question pierced everyone's ears sharply.

Compared with a big force like Feihu, Jiang Che and his men are just ordinary people with a little strength and great potential.

"You know how dumbfounded I was when I asked you just now. I was wrongly accused for no reason." Xiong Jie spread his hands helplessly, "Do you think we are qualified to snatch things from Feihu?"

"What? Are you bullying the weak and afraid of the strong? The problem is that we are not soft now, we are just not that strong."

Jiang Che looked at Xiong Jie from the side. He just asked logically why they didn't suspect the Flying Tigers, and didn't say that they didn't take it.

At that time, there were more than just him and Uncle Xiong in Hongzhu Mental Hospital.

Jiang Che did not deny that he did not take it, but just wondered why they did not suspect others.

But Uncle Xiong directly denied that he had done anything.

Sure enough, as soon as the two of them finished speaking, the dozen or so people opposite them blushed all at once, and connected together, like a pot of cooked prawns.

"Why don't we go chase the Flying Tigers? They shouldn't have gone far. If that doesn't work, I have their contact information. Can I call them over for you?" Xiong Jie said as he took out his cell phone.

"Excuse me." The leader looked at the smashed glass cabinet in the exhibition hall at the back with some reluctance.

No one outside knew that this small mental hospital actually had an exhibition hall where these precious collections were stored.

This little bit of money or some higher-level strong men may not be interested in it. Some strong men do not need these works of art to decorate themselves, or they have already enjoyed wealth and glory and no longer care about these things.

But it’s different for people like them. These works of art might actually be exchanged for some useful props.

Just like Xiong Jie, even if you change to a watch that can only go back one second, it may come in handy at the last moment.

The value of copy props lies in quantity. It would be better if they could be more refined.

The group walked away quickly. Seeing that they didn't even suspect that there was something buried in the soil, Jiang Che couldn't help but step on the spot a few times.

"Didn't they suspect you of lying?" Jiang Che watched the group of people quickly walk away.

"Xiao Che, remember this, double negation means affirmation." Xiong Jie earnestly taught him some of his understanding of the world.

This is also what the master requested. Jiang Che should protect himself to the best of his ability and not be easily deceived.

At that time, he wanted to complain that the biggest scam Jiang Che had ever suffered in his life might have come from his family, whom he trusted the most.

But then I thought, maybe Jiang Che himself and the evil spirits in the copy don’t think this is a scam.

None of this matters, he just needs to follow his master's orders.

"If you deny it once and I deny it again, they will believe that it was really Feihu who took those things."

"If they ask the members of the Flying Tigers, won't everything be clear?"

"So I say, they dare not ask those who bully the weak and fear the strong." Xiong Jie sneered, and thinking of this, he sighed again. In this era, the order seems to be chaotic, but also seems to be not chaotic.

Especially knowing that humans actually have equipment to detect copy levels, we can reasonably avoid high-level copies and challenge them when we reach the appropriate level.

He couldn't help but wonder, is the arrival of weirdness really a tragedy for mankind?
The further he went on, the more he felt that humans were the ones who controlled the rhythm.

Entering the copy seems like an active behavior of humans.

The Hunting Ground is the evil spirits' counterattack plan. "Uncle Xiong, you said the Hunting Ground will come, when will the next Hunting Ground come?" Jiang Che glanced at the mental hospital behind him reluctantly, and seemed to have thought of something, and he suddenly walked towards the data room.

He thought of his good friend, who said that he had been successfully treated and discharged from the hospital. So it should be shown in the data room, right?
"Where are you going?" Xiong Jie asked puzzledly. He was planning to take Jiang Che home and settle accounts with his nephew at the same time.

As for Jiang Che's desire to make money, Xiong Jie didn't take it to heart at all. In today's world, as long as you have the ability, the easiest thing is to make money.

"Looking for my friend, he was discharged from the hospital a while ago. I'm going to check the file to see where he went." Jiang Che was very familiar with the layout of the mental hospital. He had walked these roads hundreds of times when doing various physical examinations before.

Xiong Jie hurriedly followed the footsteps. He knew where the patients who were discharged from the hospital were going.

He immediately decided whether to let Jiang Che know the truth or take him away and keep it secret.

After turning several corners, I finally saw the old building. The blue-gray walls were covered with traces of wind and rain. The walls under the shade of the trees were covered with a layer of green moss, and the half-human-high weeds almost concealed people.

Jiang Che went in along a small path.

People from the rich area had visited this small building before, and the people in the mental hospital did not keep it secret from them. After all, they were the source of customers, and Jiang Che and his people were the source of goods.

The exterior looks abandoned. From the outside, the windows are all old hinged styles, covered with difficult-to-wash dust and cracks of various sizes.

Following him step by step, Xiong Jie finally chose not to hide the truth from Jiang Che and told him that his friend was dead.

He knew that he was on the same side as the evil spirits and the humans.

But he and Jiang Che are now in the closest camp.

He could see that Jiang Che was not stupid, he just looked a little naive sometimes.

What Xiong Jie needs to do is to break his naivety.

In this way, when they work together in the future, he hopes that Jiang Che can become a strong teammate.

Once you enter the small door, you will find that everything outside is deliberately decorated.

Inside is a clean and tidy research institute. There are many small rooms along the way, and different rooms have different inspection instruments.

Jiang Che walked to the innermost part with familiarity, and Xiong Jie followed him, looking up at the electroplated metal doorplate.

【Reference Room】

With a gentle push, the door of the data room was locked. Just when Xiong Jie was thinking that there should be a key around, he saw Jiang Che pushing hard.

click-

The sound of the door opening was very violent, like something was being torn apart.

He turned around and saw that the location where the door lock was connected was severely damaged and could not be repaired simply by replacing the door.

He looked at Jiang Che in disbelief, and then thought, this seems to be what he really taught!
But he just wanted to rob some art collections, after all, money is a powerful thing.

But when it comes to things other than wealth, Xiong Jie still thinks of a more civilized solution.

It seems that my thinking is still too normal...

"What's your friend's name?" He looked at the densely packed files on the wall and turned on the computer next to him.

(End of this chapter)