Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

"It makes sense."

Lu Siya flipped through the information collected in the morning, and said, "Although Jin Yongqiang is not the core management of 'Tiangong Machinery', it is impossible to get much benefit directly from the order of 'No. 20 Underground Rail Transit Line', but he owes With so many gambling debts, if he doesn't think of a solution, he will soon be kicked out of the 'Sega Tiancheng'. At this juncture, as long as someone is willing to give him a sum of money, I am afraid he is willing to do anything.

"I just don't understand. How did Jin Yongqiang himself become the third victim? Neither money nor his loyalty to 'Tiangong Machinery' are enough for him to 'sacrifice himself'?"

"That's right. Based on what Miss Zhou said just now, it's clear that Jin Yongqiang didn't intend to involve himself in it. Instead, he plans to pay off his gambling debts and continue to enjoy life after the event is completed."

Meng Chao fell into deep thought, putting all the clues together, always feeling a bit awkward, "Remember what I said, the attack pattern of the third biochemical beast is slightly different from the first two biochemical beasts? Although they are both infected with Mutant rabies virus, but I always feel that the biochemical beast attacking Jin Yongqiang is calmer and more deadly.

"In other words, what we are facing is most likely not one case, but two cases. The first two victims were killed indirectly by Jin Yongqiang, but Jin Yongqiang himself was killed by another mysterious person."

"That's right, there is no pinhole in the ear canal of the third biochemical beast, so it shouldn't be the virus injected by Jin Yongqiang."

Lu Siya said, "If Jin Yongqiang hadn't died, it wouldn't be so easy to trace this matter to 'Tiangong Machinery'.

"Let's assume that a certain high-level executive of Tiangong Machinery planned the whole thing frantically in order to compete for orders and attack competitors, and he was worried that Jin Yongqiang, who directly did it, would leak the secret. when.

"He can wait until the order is in hand and the limelight is over, and then use other means to make Jin Yongqiang die quietly—what kind of accident did a guy like this who is addicted to gambling and fond of drinking and drinking die from? , it wouldn't be surprising, why let him be bitten to death by a pet beast?

"The three murders of pet beasts happened almost at the same time. This is not 'killing people', it is simply 'burning themselves'. The top management of Tiangong Machinery cannot be so stupid."

"I agree with Sister Ya's opinion."

Meng Chao scratched his head and said in distress, "The problem is that Jin Yongqiang is dead, and there is no proof of his death, and it is impossible for us to go deep into the 'Tiangong Machinery' to collect evidence.

"Everything is our speculation. Without solid evidence, we still have no way to find the person who killed Jin Yongqiang."

"It is not necessary to go to 'Tiangong Machinery' to find the evidence."

Lu Siya looked at Meng Chao, "Miss Zhou just mentioned that a few days ago half a month ago, when Jin Yongqiang came home with a smell of garbage, you froze for a moment, why?"

Meng Chao was slightly taken aback, pondered for a moment, and said, "I seem to know where Jin Yongqiang went at that time."

"Oh?" Lu Siya's eyes lit up.

Meng Chao took out his phone, opened the search bar, tried to enter a few keywords, and quickly found a piece of news.

Lu Siya took the phone and looked at it, and found that it was the news of the signing of a cooperation agreement between Lingchuang Biology and the Garbage Treatment Center.

Dragon City is a three-dimensional city with tens of millions of people squeezed into a narrow space. From skyscrapers to underground, the honeycomb-like architectural structure has greatly increased the livable population per unit area, but it has also produced a large amount of domestic and industrial waste.

How to deal with these garbage is a major issue of life and death.

On the one hand, if the mountain of garbage is not cleaned up in time, it is very likely to spread various bacteria and viruses. It is also a breeding ground for small monsters such as snakes, insects, rats and ants. If you are not careful, it will cause a plague.

On the other hand, Dragon City has limited resources, and almost all garbage has to be recycled to barely meet the daily needs of the citizens. It is impossible to simply landfill or incinerate.

Now, there is a large-scale comprehensive garbage treatment center in the southeast and northwest of Longcheng.

The amount of garbage handled every day is astronomical.

According to this news, the No. 4 Comprehensive Garbage Treatment Center in the south of Longcheng signed an agreement with "Lingchuang Biology" to use giant sandworms prepared by "Lingchuang" to dispose of garbage, devouring a large amount of non-recyclable or even waste every day. Convert non-degradable garbage into nutrient-rich natural fertilizers, how much cost can be saved, how much profit can be created, and so on.

"It is said that half a month ago, the giant sandworm specially prepared by the "spiritual creature" to devour garbage also went out of control. The out-of-control giant sandworm did not hurt anyone, but just burrowed into the ground and escaped. Time and Jin Yongqiang were covered in a stench, as if they had rolled in a garbage dump, so they just matched." Meng Chao explained.

"Walk."

Lu Siya stood up, put on mirrored sunglasses, "Go to 'Garbage Dump No. 4'."

...

South of Dragon City.

No. 4 Comprehensive Garbage Treatment Center.

It is far away from commercial and residential areas, surrounded by dilapidated factories that have been attacked by monsters, and are being renovated and upgraded.

Walking through the factory, one can see rolling "mountains" exuding various scents and gloomy colors.

Mountains of rubbish, under the erosion of alien microorganisms, swallowed its stench like a living thing. The dark red, lavender, and off-white smoke covered the sky, and the greasy sewage had a rainbow-like rotten luster. It's a world apart from the city's most glamorous central business district.

Even though Meng Chao was used to the noise and mess of Tianfuyuan, and was a harvester engaged in resource recycling, facing such a harsh environment, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Before he was in college, he seldom came to the urban-rural fringe area close to the mist.

Although I know that there are countless places in Dragon City where the living environment is hundreds of times worse than Tianfuyuan, I don't have a particularly intuitive and perceptual understanding of it.

Seeing this huge garbage dump that looks like a ghost, he vaguely realized that just half a century is not enough to heal the wounds caused by tearing a city from its mother star to another world; It is far from being able to help Longcheng completely come out of the bloody and dark age when order collapsed.

It's garbage dump time.

Countless heavy-duty spar trucks, carrying stinky garbage, rumbled towards the garbage dump, dumped the truckloads of fresh garbage on the conveyor belt, and sent them to the sorting field.

The so-called "sorting field" is the basin in the middle of the garbage mountain.

The smell is the signal. In the depths of the garbage mountain, countless "recyclers" wearing goggles, simple filter masks, wrapped in cloaks, and holding steel rods and iron tongs appeared silently, rushing towards the garbage.

They staggered, pushed and shoved, like a group of hungry hyenas, rushing towards the already rotten but increasingly luscious prey, and soon, in their respective areas, regardless of the stench and filth, they buried their heads in sorting.

Although Dragon City's level of automation continues to improve.

But there is still a lot of work that cannot be done by industrial robots with runes engraved and installed with super brains.

Garbage sorting and recycling is one of them.

Because Dragon City strictly enforces frugality, ordinary citizens will take the initiative to recycle and reuse garbage before throwing it away, until all the value is squeezed out before throwing it into the trash can.

To extract the last drop of oil from these dross, the eyes, ten fingers and brain of human beings, the "spirit of all things", must cooperate.

After the "recyclers" have sorted all the garbage carefully, and there is really no recycling value, they will enter the next stage and put them into the "biochemical treatment plant" to be swallowed by giant sandworms.

Meng Chao stared blankly at the spectacular scene of thousands of recyclers sorting together, a complicated light appeared in his eyes.

Lu Siya had already opened her long legs and strode towards the depths of the garbage dump.

She was obviously wearing a silk suit and high heels, which did not match the stinky and harsh environment around her.

Walking on the rubbish dump with sewage flowing across it, it still feels like walking out of the Avenue of Stars.

The incompatible aura quickly attracted attention.

"What are you doing?"

A burly man with tattoos on his arms and a sharp steel drill came out from behind the rubbish dump, looking at the two of them warily.

Behind him were a few men with tough temperament, poking their heads.

Lu Siya looked at them expressionlessly.

Perhaps sensing the dangerous aura released by Lu Siya, the powerful man in the heavenly realm, the tattooed burly man took a half step back, lowered his posture, and added, "The inside is a dangerous work area, and idlers are not allowed to enter, who are you two looking for? "

"I'm looking for you."

Lu Siya took out a large-denomination banknote from her arms, wrapped it with spiritual energy, and flicked it towards the opponent, just suspended in front of the opponent, dangling around, but did not land.

The burly man with tattoos protruded from his eyes, hesitated for a moment, accepted the money, and smiled across his face: "Madam, what can you do?"

"Ever met this man?"

Lu Siya took out a photo of Jin Yongqiang from the information, handed it to the other party, and took out a thick stack of banknotes, divided them into two stacks, spread them in the palms of both hands, and said calmly, "Don't rush to answer, if you haven't seen However, you can ask your 'recyclers', I'll give you half an hour.

"If half an hour later, your answer is 'I haven't seen it', the money in my left hand is yours.

"If your answer is 'seen', as long as you say the correct time, the money in my hands is yours.

"If your answer is 'seen', but you can't tell the correct time, or make up a wrong time to deceive me, I'm sorry, I can only get all the money back, understand?"

The tattooed burly man stared at Lu Siya's open money for a long time.

Another glance at her attire and demeanor made sure she wouldn't lie about the money.

Swallowing his saliva, he carefully folded up the photos of Jin Yongqiang, and found a thin and half-grown boy in his teens to greet the two of them.