Chapter 87

Chapter 87: But Their Real Goal Was to Study mental power!

Grandma Jiang’s heart jolted, but then she nodded in agreement.

If they couldn’t get any benefit, then destroy her, so they wouldn’t end up with the “thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river” drama playing out.

Maybe, in the unseen, this was a night destined to be anything but peaceful.

“Director, the testing device is reacting!” In a dim office, a refined man wearing glasses pushed the door open and rushed in.

The man sitting in the chair slowly raised his head. He seemed to freeze for a second, then suddenly stood up from behind the desk, his face turning more frenzied and excited than ever. His breathing trembled, and so did his voice. “What? It’s reacting? Hurry and take me to see it!!!!”

As he spoke, he went straight around the desk and ran out the door.

Li Yan hadn’t expected his director’s reaction to be so far beyond his imagination. He adjusted his glasses and excitedly chased after him.

This was an old residential building in South District. Because the building was very old and gave off an extremely aged, stale feeling, it had been forgotten in a corner of the city for years.

There weren’t many residents inside. Most had already moved away.

The ones left were either people with no ability to move away, or elders who couldn’t bear to leave. There were also some small-time punk gangs who liked to set up bases here.

It was just that they had heard that not long ago, a large area of South District had been bought up, including this neighborhood that couldn’t be any older. They heard the buyer’s surname was Fu.

Li Yan spoke slowly, “Director, look. Starting at eight tonight, this needle kept shaking nonstop. It lasted for about half an hour before it stopped.”

They were standing on the building’s balcony. In this fairly open space, a semicircular metal instrument stood quietly, with a pale-silver piece on top that looked like an antenna, and a needle and markings on its surface.

After years of wind and rain, the metal instrument had started to rust, but only the antenna remained bright as ever, giving off a faint silver shine.

And this balcony didn’t belong only to them. It was shared. Other residents often dried clothes here and grew flowers, and some people even casually draped their clothes over the instrument. (Just now, Li Yan had frowned and tossed someone else’s socks onto the drying rack.)

Director Zheng Fei De was silent for a long time. Finally he opened his mouth, his words carrying an excitement he could barely hold back, and the next second he shouted, thrilled, “I’m finally going to succeed!”

The neighborhood’s soundproofing was terrible. Someone immediately opened a window and cursed, “Dumbass, did you fucking win five million?”

Zheng Fei De rolled his eyes, but it was also thanks to being cursed like that.

He suddenly calmed down.

He looked at Li Yan and asked, “Can you find out what direction it happened in?”

“We just analyzed the data.” Li Yan frowned. “The general direction is East District. If we narrow it down more, it’s very likely it happened at the Zhou Family’s hotel.”

“That… will be hard.” Zheng Fei De’s expression stiffened.

Because they had no money…

And that damned hotel was members-only…

“But it’s fine. When the cart reaches the mountain, there will be a road.” Zheng Fei De comforted Li Yan. His eyes were bright, full of hope for the future.

From the day he founded the Ancient Culture Research Institute, he had been doing it for today.

In name, it was called the Ancient Culture Research Institute.

But their real goal was to study mental power!