The CEO's 100 Billion Bride: The Secret War of the Rich

The bloody scene in the photo made Su Wanwan shiver all over. She looked around subconsciously, and always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at her in the dark.

"Let's get out of here first." Huo Yanshen grabbed the steering wheel, "They are warning us."

The car drove out of the club and merged into the traffic. Su Wanwan's hands were still shaking slightly, but her mind was unusually clear.

“No…” she suddenly said, “There’s something wrong with this photo.”

She enlarged the picture and looked at it carefully: "Look at the timestamp. It's 9:15 this morning. But Uncle Zhang said he couldn't contact Qin Haitao in the past few days, so the time doesn't match."

Huo Yan frowned: "Are you saying this is a frame-up?"

"Very likely. And..." Su Wanwan pointed at a corner of the photo, "This location looks like it's inside a police station. Most killers wouldn't take such a big risk to commit a crime in a police station."

“So they are trying to intimidate us?”

"Yes, they want to stop us from going to the warehouse." The more Su Wanwan thought about it, the more she felt it made sense. "But if that's the case, there must be something important in the warehouse!"

Huo Yan thought for a moment and said, "I'll ask someone to check Qin Haitao's current situation. You go back to the company first, I..."

"No!" Su Wanwan refused flatly, "Now is the best time. They think this photo can scare us, and it's just the right time to take advantage of them when they let their guard down."

Seeing that she had made up her mind, Huo Yanshen had no choice but to agree. But he insisted on making all the necessary preparations: "I'll make a few calls first."

Half an hour later, an elite security team was on standby in the dark, ready to provide support at any time, while Su Wanwan and Huo Yanshen drove to the suburban warehouse.

On the way, Su Wanwan recalled the clues she had: her father's diary, the information in the USB flash drive, Zhang Zhiguo's recordings, and various suspicious coincidences. She vaguely felt that there was some connection between these things, but she couldn't grasp the key.

"We're here." Huo Yanshen's voice interrupted her thoughts.

In front of them was a row of abandoned industrial warehouses, overgrown with weeds and full of a sense of desolation. According to the address, they were looking for Warehouse No. 3, the innermost one.

"It looks like no one has been here for a long time." Su Wanwan observed the weeds on the ground, "But..." She pointed to one place, "The grass here has been pressed and is very fresh."

The two looked at each other and understood what this meant - someone had been here before them!

Staying alert, the two slowly approached Warehouse No. 3. The lock on the door was rusty, but a closer look revealed signs of recent tampering.

Huo Yanshen signaled Su Wanwan to hide behind him, and he carefully pushed the door open.

Unexpectedly, the interior of the warehouse was very clean and tidy, not at all as shabby as the exterior. Even more strange was that there was a desk in the middle with a computer that looked new.

"This is..." Su Wanwan looked around in confusion.

The walls are covered with photos and materials, some of which have turned yellow, but most are new. A closer look reveals that they are all related to the "Qinglong Project."

The most eye-catching thing is the complex relationship network drawn on the front wall. Arrows and lines connect various photos, and the middle is full of notes. Familiar names such as "Morning Light Group" and "Tianhe Industry" can be seen clearly.

"Father has set up a secret base here!" Su Wanwan suddenly realized, "No wonder he ended up here."

She walked quickly to the desk. The computer was on, with the screen saver on. She moved the mouse and the login screen appeared.

password?

Su Wanwan remembered her father's habit and entered her birthday.

She tried several times but failed. Just when she was about to give up, she suddenly remembered something. She opened her phone and found the photo of Qin Haitao.

If you zoom in carefully on the corner of the photo, you can vaguely see a string of numbers:.

With the mentality of giving it a try, she entered the string of numbers.

With a "click", the computer was unlocked!

"This is..." Huo Yanshen leaned closer to the screen, "Experimental data?"

Indeed, the screen displayed a large number of medical terms and experimental records. Even more shocking was that the subjects of these experiments were living people!

"Oh my god..." Su Wanwan gasped, "They are really conducting human experiments!"

Records show that the Qinglong Project was ostensibly researching anti-aging genes, but in reality it was secretly conducting brain control experiments. They lured homeless people and marginalized people as experimental subjects, claiming that they were "dedicating themselves to the advancement of mankind."

What’s even more terrifying is that these experiments have achieved initial success. Through some kind of neural stimulation technology, they can control the behavior of the experimental subjects to a certain extent!

"This is simply inhumane!" Su Wanwan said angrily.

Continuing to look down, she found a list that detailed the various forces involved in the project:

- Chenguang Group: Provide financial support

- Tianhe Industrial: Responsible for fund laundering

- A military enterprise: providing technical support

- Multiple medical institutions: providing experimental sites

- And... Huo's Group?

"This is impossible!" Huo Yanshen denied flatly, "We have never participated in such a thing!"

But the documents show that Huo did play an important role in the project. Specifically, he provided key equipment for the experiment through an overseas subsidiary.

"Wait..." Su Wanwan suddenly remembered something and quickly opened another folder. Sure enough, she found the detailed information of the subsidiary.

The company was established five years ago, and its legal representative is...Mr. Huo!

"This..." Huo Yanshen was speechless for a moment.

At this moment, the sound of a car engine suddenly came from outside.

The two looked towards the door alertly. Through the gap, they could see several black cars approaching.

"Not good!" Huo Yanshen whispered, "We've been discovered!"

Su Wanwan quickly took out the USB drive and copied the files from the computer. At this moment, she accidentally came across a hidden folder.

When I clicked on it, there was only a video. It started with:

"To my dear daughter: If you see this video, it means you already know the whole truth. But the most important thing, I haven't had time to tell you. About the Huo family, about your life experience..."

Before I finished watching the video, I heard footsteps outside.

"It's too late!" Huo Yanshen pulled Su Wanwan into the inner room.

Just then, the door of the warehouse was pushed open.

A familiar figure appeared at the door.

It’s Mr. Huo!