Chapter 956

"Dear passengers, thank you for choosing Sichuan Airlines. We look forward to meeting you again …"

Su Bai got off the plane. Chengdu was the city he had lived in for the longest time. He had a lot of memories there. Perhaps, but most of them were in quotation marks now.

He got into a taxi at the airport. About half an hour later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of a sanatorium.

After getting out of the car, Su Bai frowned slightly. He did not know why, but an ominous feeling lingered in his heart.

Su Bai's feelings toward Brother Jiu were actually very complicated.

In fact, Su Bai was a heartless person. He was also a very selfish and egotistical person. Otherwise, he would not have not visited Brother Jiu for a year. This was the truest portrayal of Su Bai. He could find excuses for himself and say that it was because Brother Jiu had not regained consciousness, so it did not matter if he went or not. However, the truth was that Brother Jiu had become like this because he had helped Su Bai transport the bronze box. Su Bai had simply paid for his recuperation and basically ignored him. He was indeed a little too realistic.

After entering the sanatorium and registering his identity, Su Bai noticed that the doctor at the registration office had a strange expression on his face. He looked like he wanted to say something but was hesitant.

"What happened?" Su Bai asked.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Su. Mr. Jiu passed away a while ago. Our sanatorium has cremated and buried him. We couldn't contact you at the time, so we couldn't inform you about this."

The doctor apologized to Su Bai sincerely.

Brother Jiu.

Dead?

Su Bai's eyes narrowed slightly. "If I remember correctly, I left a few contact details in the family files, including my friends'. How could you not have found me at the time?"

Even if he had entered the story world at that time, it was impossible for him not to have received any information when he came back.

"However, this is indeed the case. I'm sorry, Mr. Su. This is the negligence of our sanatorium. We are willing to waive all of Mr. Jiu's medical expenses in the sanatorium for more than a year. We will refund all the medical expenses you have paid previously to you. This is our sincerity."

When a sanatorium with a semi-official background suddenly became so understanding..,

Things..,

It was definitely not that simple.

Su Bai was not a young man who had never left home. What kind of ups and downs had he not seen in the past few years? Whether there was something fishy or not, it would be clear after a little thought.

"Bang!"

The doctor in front of him was immediately grabbed by the neck by Su Bai and was pinned upside down on the desk.

Even if he was unwilling, he had no choice but to become a troublemaker at this time. He did not want any compensation and just wanted to know the truth. He did not want to play detective and commercial games with the people of the sanatorium at this time.

He only continued to increase the strength of his palm,

At first, the doctor was still waiting for the security room to see the scene on the camera and immediately come over to subdue the thug, but who knew that there would be no movement from there.

In fact, it was not the security room's fault. If Su Bai did not even have the ability to deal with a camera, then he would have wasted his title as a senior listener.

The sound of bones being compressed began to be heard. Su Bai still looked at the doctor calmly. For Su Bai, killing an ordinary person was really not a big deal. Firstly, he was not afraid of being bitten when there were too many lice. Secondly, if the listeners killed a few ordinary people, the radio would turn a blind eye.

In this kind of atmosphere, the doctor finally could not hold on any longer. He raised his hands and kept nodding. It was obvious that he was afraid and was ready to tell the truth.

Su Bai let go of his hand and let him speak.

"He just died yesterday morning. He was murdered."

The doctor said as he rubbed his neck.

"Take me to see the body," Su Bai said, "The body, it hasn't been disposed of, right?"

"No, not yet. Our sanatorium is only doing this to protect our reputation. If word gets out that a customer of the sanatorium was murdered, this sanatorium will really not be able to continue in the future. Please understand."

"Where is the body?" Su Bai asked again, but this time, his voice was a little louder.

The doctor was shocked and immediately nodded. "Come with me."

Obviously, the doctor seemed to have also noticed that Su Bai was not that interested in pestering the sanatorium for compensation, pursuing the responsibility of the sanatorium, and even threatening to make it to the media.

In short, as long as Su Bai did not cause trouble and did not publicize this incident, the sanatorium would definitely try its best to satisfy Su Bai's requests in other aspects.

Brother Jiu's body was placed in a small independent courtyard in the sanatorium. There were several electronic ice coffins there, but they were usually kept very tightly. It was necessary for the sanatorium to have a mortuary, but it must not be seen or discovered by the other customers of the sanatorium. After all, the customers were there to recuperate, so they could not blatantly set up a mortuary like the hospital.

Su Bai stood in front of the ice coffin, reached out, and pressed a button. The ice coffin slowly lifted in front of him, and a gust of cold air flowed out from it.

The doctor was gone, replaced by an older person who seemed to be in charge of the administration. He followed Su Bai, and there were a few security guards at the door.

"Where is the wound?" Su Bai asked. He did not believe that the sanatorium, which had so many professional doctors, would not even examine the corpse of a murdered customer. They would definitely be more concerned than anyone else.

"It's in the chest. He died from an injection. The toxin has been extracted and tested. It is considered a relatively high-grade neurotoxin, and it kills people very quickly," the old man said.

Su Bai looked at Brother Jiu, closed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "At least you didn't die in pain."

"Not in pain, but the cost-effectiveness of using that neurotoxin to kill is too low," the old man interrupted. "It would fetch a sky-high price on the market."

"Is it okay to keep the corpse here for a while?

I will not publicize this incident, and I can't be bothered to ask for compensation. However, I hope that by the time I return, the corpse will no longer exist. "

"Sure. This was a mistake on our part, so we should take responsibility."

Su Bai then walked out of the sanatorium under the escort of several security guards. Not long after he left the sanatorium, his phone rang. It was a call from Gongzi Hai.

"Hello." Su Bai answered the phone.

"Hello, Su Bai, where are you? Are you not in Shanghai?" Gongzi Hai asked on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, I am in Chengdu."

"How can you do this? Didn't we agree? You …"

"I will try to come back in time." After Su Bai finished speaking, he directly hung up the phone.

As soon as he hung up, another call came. It was from Fatso.

"Hello, Da Bai, this is serious. Damn it!"

Fatso also returned, but he did not take a plane back to Chengdu like Su Bai. Instead, he first took a high-speed train to a city next to Chengdu, then he rented a car to go to his hometown. In the entire Sichuan, Chengdu was the only large plain area. The rest of the places were mainly mountainous, so in order to save time, Fatso had suffered a lot.

Of course, according to Fatso's temperament, it would have been difficult for him to let go of the fact that Su Bai had almost killed him at his doorstep. However, when Su Bai placed the two photos in front of Fatso, Fatso was stunned. Then, he sighed and patted Su Bai's shoulder. "I didn't fully understand your mental illness in the past, but this time, I understand."

Then, without another word, Fatso and Su Bai split up and traveled day and night back to his hometown in Sichuan to help Su Bai find the bronze box that he had placed there.

"What is it?"

Su Bai was actually not very surprised. Brother Jiu's death was obviously not accidental. The people in the sanatorium had also said that the neurotoxin used to kill Brother Jiu was very expensive. It was so expensive that using it to kill an unconscious person was simply a waste of God's gift.

This also meant that someone had been standing in the dark all this time, watching and waiting for him. However, he must have known that he had discovered something, so he immediately took action and cut off all the clues and people related to him.

Therefore, Su Bai was not at all surprised that something had happened to Fatso's bronze box.

"Damn it! I originally placed the bronze box under a Buddha statue in a temple on the mountain and used a seal to suppress it. However, when I went up the mountain, I realized that the temple was very gloomy. When I entered, I found that the only old monk and a novice monk had already passed away on a praying mat. The bronze box had also disappeared."

"Can you determine the exact time? When the two monks died? "Su Bai asked.

"I think it was at most half a day ago. Less than a day," Fatso estimated as he observed the two monks' corpses.

"Alright, Fatso. You drive from your hometown in the direction of Chengdu, and I'll drive from Chengdu in the direction of your hometown."

"No way, Da Bai. Are you so sure that we'll be so lucky to intercept that person?" Fatso obviously did not believe it. "Perhaps he has already returned to Chengdu and taken a plane to another place. He might even have randomly burrowed into the mountains."

"We're not the ones looking for him. He'll come looking for us." Su Bai smiled slightly, but his eyes were cold.

"He'll come looking for us?" Fatso clearly did not understand.

"He can't possibly be.

He can't possibly be willing to be chased around by a ghost, and he can't possibly be willing to hide behind the scenes like a rat in the sewers. He'll kill people and take the box, then hide in the sewers.

He thinks that he's a human and I'm a ghost. That's why he has to be pretentious. "