Although the camera was shaky, the quality was very high. After getting used to the shaky camera, one could still see clearly what was happening in the video.
"He stood up! The man really stood up! Oh my god, was he really shot? What did I see? He flew up! He flew up!! God!! "
Of course, there was also the voice of the person who shot the video.
Mr. Orfey frowned the whole time. Decades of worldview told him that the content of the video was fake. He was looking for a flaw in the video — until finally, the masked emissary of God suddenly soared into the sky and disappeared.
Mr. Orfey pressed the stop button. At first, he was still trying to find a loophole in the video, but when he saw the 'emissary of God' flying into the sky, Mr. Orfey concluded that it was a prank video.
It was very likely that special effects had been added to the video and it had been edited. Cash's film technology was so advanced that it was not difficult to make such a video.
Seeing that his superior was not in the mood to watch the video, the secretary took back his mobile phone.
Mr. Orfey suddenly asked, "Have you found out the origin of this video?"
Actually, Mr. Orfey didn't need to worry about this kind of thing … The national security department naturally wouldn't care about this kind of trivial matter.
But Mr. Orfey urgently needed something to divert his attention, so he asked directly.
"Oh, he is the son of a factory owner, one of the hostages of the theater robbery." The secretary said seriously, "Superior, didn't you ask us to thoroughly investigate everyone on that day? We found this video in the process … Besides, the man who was shot in the video is a rich businessman named Bison. "
Mr. Orfey frowned. He keenly sensed that something was not right. It was rather strange, but he could not figure out what it was. So, he asked directly, "What do you think?"
The secretary sorted out his thoughts, "Rising up and flying up into the sky are generally scenes in science fiction. This guy probably wants to upload this video to the website … But, if it's just to make money, with Bison's wealth, he doesn't need to do this kind of thing. Bison doesn't lack fame and wealth. "
"Yes, that's the strange part." Mr. Orfey nodded. This was exactly what he felt was illogical. He suddenly looked at his secretary. "This matter isn't that simple."
The secretary nodded, "According to the information of the investigators, Mr. Orfey has been very suspicious. From that day onwards, Mr. Besson had been anxiously inviting a lot of people to his private villa to hold some mysterious ceremonies. In recent days, more and more people have joined, and they are all rich businessmen and celebrities. "
Then, the secretary showed Mr. Orfey another set of photos on the phone. "Sir, these were secretly taken by our people."
In the photo, almost all of them were wearing strange black robes and seemed to be performing some kind of ritual. Among these people, there was also a man wearing a carnival mask who seemed out of place.
"This … is the 'Messenger of God' in the video?" Mr. Orfey frowned.
The secretary nodded, "According to the figure, it is the same person."
Mr. Orfey was silent. After a while, he asked, "What do you think?"
The secretary said, "According to the clues we have so far, I suspect this is a new religious organization … Of course, for now, this organization hasn't done anything illegal."
Mr. Orfey said in a low voice, "Since they are all rich businessmen, I'm afraid this religious organization is suspected of illegally accumulating wealth … Well, you can talk to the local police station and let them follow up."
If this religious organization was simply a scam, the Ministry of State Security would not have to deal with this matter. This was just something that the Ministry of State Security had unintentionally uncovered during the investigation of the hostage case, and it could be easily dealt with by another violent organization that the public was more familiar with.
During the conversation, the experts in the conference room came out one by one.
Mr. Orfey looked at the dejected faces of these medical authorities. He already had the worst guess in his heart, and his face didn't look good.
"Mr. Orfey, I'm sorry, I'm afraid we can't come up with a feasible and effective treatment plan in a short time." The attending doctor said helplessly, "It's the first time we've encountered this kind of case. We can't find any reference material …"
Mr. Orfey waved his hand and said in a low voice, "I don't want to hear this. Just tell me, what do you plan to do now?"
The experts looked at each other. In the end, the doctor in charge braced himself and said, "I think we can maintain the patient's life as much as possible. After all the test results are out, we may be able to find some clues. In addition, there are many excellent brain experts abroad. We will try to contact them … Don't worry, we will do our best to treat the patient. "
"Okay." Mr. Orfey nodded, "At least we didn't hear the worst … You can go back to your work."
After sending the experts away, Mr. Orfey fell silent. He frowned as if he was making a difficult decision. In the end, Mr. Orfey gritted his teeth and looked at his secretary, "Send an application to the Office of the President. I want to take a long vacation."
After making this decision, for some reason, Mr. Orfey suddenly felt like he had stopped — as if he had suddenly stopped in the middle of an endless marathon.
After this, Mr. Orfey planned to stay in the hospital permanently. However, to his surprise, several guests came to the Research Institute in the evening.
The leader was the director of the Research Institute, whom he was familiar with. As for the others, they were all senior national talents in the existing Research Institute.
"Orfey, how's Franky doing?" The dean asked Dr. Franky out of concern.
"Not very good." Mr. Orfey told the truth.
"This …" The director was a little hesitant at this time. Looking at the several old pedants who came with him, he wanted to say something but stopped on second thought.
Mr. Orfey frowned, "Why are you here?"
The director gritted his teeth and said seriously, "You may feel unhappy if I say this. But … but we need Francis very much. I don't know what happened to him, but I'm sure of one thing! The things he wrote for us can make an unprecedented breakthrough in our aerospace technology … It even shows me the possibility of catching up with the big countries! "
"Yes! That's incredible! " An old scientist who came with him said excitedly, "Francis actually completed a challenge that might take a whole generation to overcome! He's the greatest genius in our country! "
"So, what do you mean?" Mr. Orfey suddenly felt disgusted. It was because of this spirit of sacrifice for science that he had suffered the pain of having his family destroyed once, "Are you going to drag my father back? You want to take a patient who is lying on a sickbed and can't be guaranteed to survive to a high-intensity work place? For your so-called major breakthrough? "
"That's not what we mean!"
The director hurriedly comforted Mr. Orfey and said seriously, "We're also concerned about Francis's health. We're not as relaxed as you are. Orphie, please understand that we need him very much... Therefore, when Franky recovers, I hope that you can stop stopping him and let him come back. We need him! "
As he spoke, the dean and the other elders beside him began to plead with Mr. Orfey.
"Don't bother me!"
Mr. Orfey directly drove the director and the others away, and then slammed the door of the ward.
Soon after, the sound of footsteps came from outside the door. It was the sound of the director and the others leaving.
Mr. Orfey took a deep breath, and then walked to the glass window, looking at Dr. Francis who was in the ICU with various equipment connectors all over his body.
He reached out and touched his father who he couldn't touch at all through the glass window, and said with a bitter smile, "I know, they need you, no lie. That kind of shining gaze … You and Maggie both had it, I know … "
Mr. Orfey closed his eyes, and murmured, "I know."
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…
"It's time to eat, Haley."
Boston knocked on the door, and then sent the lunch box in through a small window under the door — this room was specially made, and was usually used to lock up those disobedient guys. Of course, it was also used to imprison 'hostages' at some time.
Of course, since they met Arnold, Boston and the others hadn't done such a time-consuming and profitable job like kidnapping for ransom for a long time.
"When can I go out? Didn't you say I'll change back today? "Haley said anxiously from inside the room.
Boston just sneered and didn't even answer, and then closed the window under the door. Just as he turned around, he heard the sound of things being thrown from inside. Boston sneered and ignored it.
"You stay here, I'll go out for a while."
Boston walked to a guy who was taking drugs, lifted his leg, and said with a frown, "Take less!"
The little brother made an OK gesture, but he shook his head. Poston furrowed his brows and decided not to pay any attention to him. He left this place, but before going out, he locked this place from the inside — he even hung a chain on the door.
When Arnold was here, he was very strict, and asked them to be very, very careful in everything, but sometimes Boston felt that this was too cowardly — of course, cowardly was cowardly, but since he started following Arnold, his gang was getting richer day by day.
Then came the problem. They were earning more and more money, but they couldn't spend it or have fun. What was the difference between this and a salted fish?
So after leaving this person behind, Boston naturally planned to go out and have some fun.
"Hello? Is this Arnold? Oh … Nothing, I'm just reporting to you about Haley … Nothing, it's just that he's not in a good mood … Don't worry, I've been watching him, I won't go away. Don't worry! "
While calling Arnold, Boston quietly walked down the stairs.
In the darkness, after seeing Boston leave, a figure walked out of the darkness, and then slowly climbed up the stairs from where he came out, and finally came to the door of the house with a chain hanging on it.
This guy who quietly came up the door was wearing a dark brown hood, and after lifting it, his head was covered in bandages. His eyes were filled with terrifying blood vessels. He was … 403.
403 put his ear on the door, and after listening for a while, a string of tools for unlocking came out. His skills were not excellent, and it took him some time to open the chain and lock on the door.
She gently opened the door to Room 403 and heard the sound of music coming from the room. The guy who was taking drugs was lying on the sofa with a weird smile on his face. He looked like a drunkard who was delirious.
403 quietly walked in front of this guy, looked at some of the unfinished meatballs on the table, picked them up with one hand, and directly stuffed them into this guy's mouth.
The guy who was taking drugs became even more high. He couldn't find anything at all, and didn't even know where he was. He was completely immersed in a psychedelic world.
403 turned off the noisy music in the room, and then came to the door of the room where Haley was imprisoned, and knocked a few times with a little force.
After that, 403 directly sent an envelope into the room through the small window under the door.
At this time, Haley, who was in the room, heard the noise. He, who was sitting in the corner and looking at the mess on the floor, suddenly got up. He naturally noticed that the music had stopped all of a sudden.
"Who is it?" Haley had an intuition that something had happened outside.
At this moment, when he saw the envelope that was sent in from under the door, he quickly asked, "Who is it? Who is outside? "
But Haley didn't get any response. Haley frowned, and picked up the envelope on the floor. There were several photos inside.
One was a photo of a woman and a man eating in a restaurant. The woman even gave the man a strawberry with a fork, and both of them were talking and laughing.
Another photo was a photo of a woman and a man walking slowly in the shade of a tree.
Another photo was a photo of a man holding two ice creams, walking toward the woman.
The woman was Caroline.
But the man … was not Haley.
"Who is it? Who is outside? What does this mean? Who is it? Who is outside?! "Haley suddenly seemed to be touched by something.
He suddenly fell to the ground and looked outside through the small window under the door, but he only had time to see a pair of feet leaving — closing the door outside.
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