Based on the midday news and the information Adam quickly collected, Hasegawa's attack on passers-by this time was not a random crazy act, but a targeted approach.

The evidence is: he and passers-by know each other.

Passerby is a middle-aged and elderly person, about fifty or sixty years old. He works in a local pharmaceutical company and is a company technical consultant.

When Hasegawa was attacked, the man hid in a mess in the ready-to-wear store next to him, shouting loudly, "I was wrong" and "I don't know." Hasegawa quickly pressed the person down, grabbed the person's head with both hands, and roared incoherently.

According to witnesses, Hasegawa's roar was mixed with some words that could distinguish the meaning, and the content was roughly "You can't do it", "Who gave you the technology", and "Why did that kind of research", and it seemed that there were words like "how many people". But the witness himself was also afraid of being involved and ran away soon, and was not sure if there was any other content.

Adam also investigated the pharmaceutical company that the attacked person works for, and called it "Beaver Pharmaceutical", which was established twenty years ago. It was originally just a small company that reselled drugs, but its size gradually increased over time. Now it has grown into a well-known local company that can produce its own scale and is cheap and affordable.

*

I sat with Adam in the deserted fast food restaurant when I first met, and exchanged views with each other.

"It seems that Hasegawa is indeed holding some secrets that we don't know. He may have already mastered the essence of the mysterious organization, but for some reasons, he did not tell us." While flipping through the information, I said, "And this 'beaver Pharmaceutical' company may be the essence of the mysterious organization."

At the same time, I couldn't help but think: I thought that after Hasegawa went crazy, he would only become a character that caused trouble, but I didn't expect that he would provide such a huge help when we were at a loss.

His crazy words about that "passerby" cannot help but make people doubt it, and even believe that Beaver Pharmaceutical is a mysterious organization.

"How can I see?" Adam asked knowingly, not really doubting, but just allowing the conversation to continue. "Although this company has a drug research and development department, it is not enough to develop a 'safe psychic awakening medicine'."

"If we want to develop a drug of that level, let alone this company, even a commercial organization with a scale of fifty times larger than that, the mysterious organization we are investigating is not a huge monster, otherwise you and I will not be able to sit here." I was also thinking while speaking, "But assuming that the mysterious organization is really this company, and it is really developing a spiritual awakening medicine, combined with Hasegawa's 'crazy words', then... is there a mastermind behind it?"

"What is the specific positioning of the mastermind you mentioned?" she asked with interest.

"Beaver Pharmaceutical itself cannot independently develop Psychic Awakening Drugs, but they are still developing them, that is, someone has given them key information." I said.

"And this can also be compared with Hasegawa's 'crazy words'." Speaking of this, she added, "The premise is that Hasegawa's words are not just crazy words."

"Yes."

At this time, she took out another piece of information from the black Oxford cloth shoulder bag placed beside her, then put it on the table, and pushed it in front of me, "I have some special information here, come and take a look."

I picked up the information and read it.

This information introduces a 23-year-old man named "Nato Inoue". His father is "Inoue Inoue" the boss of Beaver Pharmaceuticals. His mother's old surname is Suzuki, and now she is called "Inoue Hikaru". Although her father is still firm, her mother's side became a vegetative person due to a traffic accident five years ago and has not yet woken up.

He graduated from the same local prestigious university as Adam, but he was from the finance department and his performance at school was only at mid-level. After graduation, he worked in his father's company and suddenly disappeared a week ago.

Suddenly missing...

I looked at the bust photo of "Nato Inoue" posted on the information. This young man had a handsome appearance and bright eyes. Although I should have never seen his face, I seemed to have seen him somewhere.

I carefully observed the shape of his head, width of his shoulders and chest, thickness of his throat and skin color, and other details.

Preliminary confirmation: He is "Hassegawa".

But, if Beaver Pharmaceutical is really the body of a mysterious organization, and Hasegawa is the son of the boss of Beaver Pharmaceutical, then for what purpose did he choose to be an enemy of the mysterious organization?

In order to "a sister kidnapped by a mysterious organization"? But the information says that he is the only son and has no sister at all!

It is not surprising that he would fabricate this kind of motive of being an enemy of the mysterious organization, because assuming he is honest with us, it is more likely to cause suspicion. He previously suspected that I was a member of the mysterious organization, but in a sense, he himself was probably a member of the mysterious organization.

But if he really wants to be an enemy of the mysterious organization, then, even if it is just a hint, why not tell us that the mysterious organization is Beaver Pharmaceutical?

Or is it that we were wrong, the mysterious organization is not Beaver Pharmaceutical?

After some consideration, I decided to temporarily take the premise of thinking "the mysterious organization is equal to Beaver Pharmaceutical" and then looked up at Adam, "Do you have anything else that you haven't said?"

"Yes." She smiled, "Actually, this afternoon, I sneaked into Beaver Pharmaceuticals with the power of 'Certification of Differentiation' and conducted a preliminary investigation."

"turn out?"

"There is a room that can isolate the psychic energy inside, and my clone cannot enter, so I cannot enter by exchanging my position with the clone," she said.

"The mysterious organization knows that you have 'proof of differentiation'." I said, "Can I understand that this is the preventive measure taken by the mysterious organization so that you can't really investigate their original location, and then sneak into the inside and steal some important information?"

"No, from the traces, the room was built a long time ago. The purpose should be to prevent other psychics from using spells to explore the interior from the outside." She shook her head, and then said, "But there is important information inside that should be true. It is only necessary to use high-level fingerprints to verify the door."

"Do you have a way?" I asked.

She took out a pair of thin skin-toned gloves from her shoulder bag and smiled proudly: "That's more, I've secretly collected the fingerprints of the senior executives and burned them on this glove with a precision machine!"

This kind of technology is not like a reporter, but rather a strange thief who specializes in stealing rare treasures.

I expressed this doubt. Of course, when I was talking, I did not directly say that she was a "reporter", but replaced it with a "intelligence dealer".

"After staying in the black area for a long time, I always master some weird techniques." She smiled, "It's like you learned disguise to hide your true identity; I also learned the technology of unlocking in various ways to steal information that "some people" don't want me to know, rather than just locks on the Internet."

This is not unreasonable.

"Then, the time to sneak into this company is set tonight." I pointed to the messy intelligence on the desktop, "Is there any problem?"

"No problem!" She nodded happily.

*

Beaver Pharmaceutical is located in the south of the fourth district of Beaver City. The company's building is shaped like a teaching building of a high school, with a "return" shape, but it is much taller than the teaching building and covers a much larger area. Facing the side of the road, a huge silver trademark across three floors is hung, which is very majestic.

This place integrates office and R&D. Although Beaver Pharmaceutical also has pharmaceutical factories and scientific research bases in the suburbs, there are still a large number of research links here.

It was 10:30 in the evening, but there were still sporadic lights inside the building. A few staff members didn't know what to do. There were security patrols inside and outside the building, so it was definitely not an environment that could be taken lightly.

Adam and I crossed the wall and sneaked quietly outside the building.

"At this time, it would be great if Hasegawa was there too." She said with regret, "I don't know how he is now and can he recover."

"It should be better." When I said this, it was not unfounded.

Yesterday's "Natoto Inoue" or Hasegawa was still in a state of incommunication, but today he appeared in the midday news, but he had recovered some language functions. Although he attacked Beaver Pharmaceutical's technical consultant, he did not really hurt him, but just made an intimidating gesture.

It can be seen from this that although the residual effects of the blood sacrifice ceremony caused great harm to him, it was five and a half kilometers away, and the damage did not reach an irreversible level.

It is also possible that as a psychic medium, he is prone to seeing things that he should not see, so he has his own emergency self-rescue method. The psychic medium has always been mysterious, and I am not a psychic medium, so I cannot know what the specific method is.

While thinking, I made suggestions to Adam, "We two will inevitably have some inappropriate cooperation. It is better to enter the building yourself first, and after I enter, we will meet you."

"Okay." She nodded in agreement, and then took out the evidence of the differentiation of the black card's appearance.

I saw a phantom that looked no different from her, emerging from her side.

It is called an illusion, but visually, it seems to be a real substance. Even if my eyesight is much higher than that of ordinary people, I can't see any flaws. It can prove that this illusion is not her.

The Phantom slowly walked into the exterior wall of the building, and she herself looked at me.

I waited for two or three seconds and asked, "Did you exchange positions with Phantom now?"

She didn't seem to hear me, but her lips twitched slightly, as if she was saying: See you later.

The next moment, she seemed to be a stream of smoke blown away by the sudden strong wind, disappearing in front of me.

It seems that the phantoms she created cannot make sounds or share senses.

I'm going to hurry up, too.

I plan to find a security guard to knock it out first, then put on the security guard's clothes and sneak into the building. The advantage of this is that even if I encounter a security guard patrolling the building, there is no need to avoid it and just walk in openly.

What’s most worry-free is that these security guards wear helmets with night vision devices.

The people in charge of security projects in this company may think that as long as there is a night vision helmet, even when patrolling the outdoors at night and the corridors without lights, they can see clearly. It is more flexible than a flashlight and has head defense, which is the most convenient. But to be honest, it is really better to send a flashlight directly to everyone. Because according to my experience, some thieves who are not smart will not think that "the security guards wear a night vision helmet" when they see no lights in the building patrolling.

They would only think that the defense here was loose, and then they ran in like fools to catch it, which would unnecessary increase the security workload.

I even provide opportunities for people like me. When I put on my helmet later, no one can tell that I am a stranger.

At this time, people were walking in the distance.

I quietly hid behind the nearby bushes.

Two security guards in black uniforms walked over from the corner more than ten meters away.

I can observe that these two security guards are well-trained and even have the obvious smell of military police. They are likely to be retired soldiers or policemen. They deliberately keep a distance between them when patrolling, and they will not be so close that they are easily caught by sneak attackers, nor are they far away from supporting each other. The walking posture is as vigilant as herbivores on the prairie, and you can notice any movement.

But this did not prevent my next action.

As they passed by the grass, I rushed out and slammed the back of one of them with my fists, and penetrated the helmet directly, causing him to faint on the spot. And when the other person had just reacted, he rushed to him quickly.

"What!" He was shocked and wanted to retreat.

It's too late.

I predicted his reaction, and then my right hand was close together, as if I pulled out a knife and slashed straight to the side of his head.

But the situation that followed was beyond my confidence in an instant.

Just the next second, on the side of his head, a psychic light appeared like a finger pressing a liquid crystal screen.

Because I just wanted to stun him, the wave of the hand knife was far from giving it all, so as not to accidentally break the human brain through the helmet. But this idea became a stumbling block, and the psychic armor in front of me firmly blocked my hand knife.

Is this a psychic?

Could it be that the security guard who was stunned by me just now is actually a psychic. It was just because I didn’t have time to activate the psychic energy that I was stunned by me as an ordinary person?

At this moment, my mood was like a thief. He entered a simple rural hut and wanted to steal some pocket money from the locked wooden box hidden under the bed. How could I think of this locked wooden box, which is actually a high-tech safe that must pass iris certification. There are eighteen certification procedures hidden behind it. Once unlocking fails, a murder laser will be shot immediately.

This is unreasonable.

Something must have gone wrong.

The security guard immediately retreated, and his figure was as fast as an arrow shot out suddenly, and in a blink of an eye it shot to the grass several meters away.

But as soon as he stood firm, I had quickly organized a second raid.
To be continued...