Chapter 511 The Man Behind the Scenes

Many people agree that the rumors that are getting more and more intense must be driven by external forces.

Qiu Hao said this just to refute.

Anyway, if the academic school supports something, he will stand on the opposite side and refute it. In short, he cannot let the other side be too satisfied.

"Before, when the city lord was injured, you said that external forces intervened. Now there is a rumor problem, and you say that external forces intervened again. How could external forces be so powerful? Where are they? Why can't I see them?" Qiu Hao shouted loudly. Perhaps because he drank half a bottle of water, his voice was much louder than before.

"Why is Director Qiu so excited?"

On the academic side, the old dean’s nephew Hu Li suddenly spoke up.

He smiled and said in a casual tone, "Mr. Li Feng only said that there might be external forces, not directly confirming it. Director Qiu, there is no need to be so excited. After all, you are not from the external forces, right?"

"You young boy, your words are full of ulterior motives!" Qiu Hao's tone turned cold and his eyes turned to Hu Li who was speaking.

"I didn't, Director Qiu, please don't misunderstand." Hu Li said with a smile.

"Stop beating around the bush and speak directly!" Qiu Hao shouted.

"I think I've been very direct."

Hu Li still smiled. This young man was different from the older generation. He didn't seem to like cursing and preferred words that were sharp but contained in some subtle ways.

The old dean on the podium smiled and seemed quite satisfied with his nephew's performance.

In this era, you can't be too blunt when speaking, otherwise it's easy for people to find loopholes.

In some cases, loopholes in speech are fatal.

"I remember you won the Youth Award not long ago, right? You can't even explain yourself clearly. Are these the outstanding youths of Longcheng? Do you deserve that award?" Qiu Hao had a bad face and a cold tone, and directly launched a personal attack on Hu Li.

"Of course I am not worthy. Director Qiu, do you think you are worthy?" Hu Li asked curiously.

But the next moment, he suddenly realized something, patted his head, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Sorry, it's my fault. Director Qiu, you are no longer a young man. I shouldn't ask that question. Please don't take it to heart. It's just... Director Qiu, you act very young, making me think you were communicating with people of the same age."

"you……"

Qiu Hao was so angry that his face turned red and blue. He could tell that Hu Li was mocking him.

young?

This statement can be either positive or negative, depending on the context in which it is used.

Using this term to describe Qiu Hao's identity is definitely derogatory. After all, he is the second-in-command of the Queyue Research Institute and has a long history. He is currently one of the oldest people in Longcheng and can be called a veteran.

What does it mean for a veteran to be called young?

If it were Dean Hu, he might be able to make such an evaluation, but the person who spoke was the dean’s nephew Hu Li!

"You sharp-tongued brat, are you relying on your uncle's support?" Qiu Hao stared at Hu Li viciously.

"Director Qiu, you can't say that." Hu Li was surprised. "According to seniority, you are also my uncle. Do you want to support me? Just say the word and I will go to help you argue immediately."

"You little bastard!"

Qiu Hao was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

He is over fifty years old, but he can't even beat a young man in his twenties. How can he put his face on this?

In the conference room, everyone else became much quieter, their eyes flickering between Hu Li and Qiu Hao.

This was the first time many people saw the fangs of the dean's nephew.

Even the people in the research institute had to admit that this young man was indeed very outstanding. He spoke slowly and logically with solid reasoning, and he had a smile on his face from beginning to end, without any major emotional fluctuations.

Not showing one's emotions on face is the most basic quality of a good politician.

…

Let me explain this on two sides.

Back to Su Xia.

After visiting for most of the day, Su Xia has already locked on several institutions.

"Yiming Clinic, Linhe Club, and Lugui Exchange are private institutions that either provide smuggled drugs or help with commodity transactions..."

Life in Dragon City is not very good, but as long as nothing serious happens, every family can basically get by.

The families that had to sell medals or other items all had accidents at home.

Some have seriously ill family members, some have made some risky investments, some have fallen into casino scams or even been addicted to illegal addictive drugs, and they all need money urgently.

In general, not everyone deserves sympathy.

Even among the families of heroes, there are people like gamblers.

When they are short of money, these people will sell anything, some even sell their own children, let alone medals of honor.

The time came to six o'clock in the evening.

The dome simulates a crimson sunset, which looks extremely beautiful.

Su Xia and Wang Mengqi returned home, had dinner together, and then did not go out again.

At this time, the meeting in the No. 8 City Center Building had not yet ended.

"Those people in the meeting are still arguing."

Su Xia looked at the time and shook her head.

They quarreled from nine in the morning until six in the afternoon. They are indeed politicians.

If it were Su Xia, he would have quit halfway due to a headache.

Su Xia sat by the window, looking at the sunset outside, silently organizing and analyzing the information she had received .

He left several groups of nanorobots in the private institutions he had targeted, so they could see the situation inside and outside those private institutions at any time, so he was not in a hurry.

During this period, he also arranged some nanorobots to go to nearby places such as vegetable markets and bars.

This kind of place is the best place to spread rumors.

This was the experience Su Xia had gained in Town No. 7 before.

After all, the infiltration team of the South Wind Organization spread rumors through such places, thereby shaking the internal stability of the mercenary organization.

At the end of the day, Su Xia had a good harvest.

"We found three people who spread rumors. On the surface, they are ordinary residents, but in fact they are employees of the research institute. It's interesting." Su Xia picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip.

Among the private institutions that were targeted, Su Xia determined that one of them was related to the institute, and the funding provider behind it was the 031 Institute.

This research institute is directly under the jurisdiction of Qiu Hao and is responsible for biological genetic research.

The three people who were found to have spread the rumors were also from the 031 Institute.

"The research institute is not clean. I hope Wang Luo's 051 Research Institute will not be involved."

Su Xia was not nostalgic, but he felt that Wang Luo was a pretty good person with excellent abilities and character, and could contribute to the development of Longcheng.

Of course, if Wang Luo really had a problem, Su Xia would not show mercy.

The setting sun by the window gradually fell under the rockery, the light gradually dimmed, and the whole city ushered in a new night of curfew.

The sound of cars gradually disappeared, and the noisy city advertisements also dissipated, and silence enveloped Longcheng.

The meeting in the central building was finally over.

The old dean returned to the car, closed the door, and let out a long sigh. The tiredness on his face could no longer be concealed.

He is already in his seventies, and this whole day of meetings is too exhausting for him.

"Uncle, are you okay?" Hu Li also got in the car. Seeing the old dean looking tired, he hurriedly asked with concern.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

The old dean smiled kindly and said, "I am old, that's how it is. I can't compare to you young people."

Thinking of Hu Li's performance at the meeting today, the old dean was very satisfied.

At the same time, he couldn't help but think of the north wind.

If Beifeng were here too, with his abilities, would he be able to silence those people in the research institute today?

Su Xia didn't know what the old dean was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely shake his head. He preferred quietness and was not good at arguing with people.

He prefers to collect evidence and use enough evidence to completely suppress his opponents.

If the opponent still refuses to submit, just kill him with one sword.

Why waste the whole day talking nonsense?

“Buzz——”

Outside the building, cars started up, carrying the lawmakers from the three forces back to their respective residences in the night.

Among them, some important parliamentarians, such as Wang Luo, Qiu Hao, Qin Shou and others, were left with nanorobots by Su Xia, so that Su Xia could keep track of their movements at any time.

Qiu Hao, the second-in-command of the institute, is Su Xia's key observation target.

"The problem lies with the 031 Research Institute that he is in charge of. Could he have any private contact with Lion City or Eagle City?" Su Xia pondered silently.

Su Xia spent the next few days observing.

He is not in a hurry. Only by letting the line run long can you catch the big fish.

The current situation has not yet reached its worst point, and both inside and outside Longcheng are still relatively stable.

During this period, the Pharmacist Conference in Coral City was successfully held. Thanks to the presence of Master Wu Hongyu, pharmacists from the entire southwest region and even further afield were attracted.

With the destruction of the mercenary organizations in the southwest, transportation in the southwest has become much safer.

This is also the reason why those pharmacists dared to come to Coral City.

In the past, many pharmacists would not feel safe even if they hired dozens of security guards, after all, the security guards might be in cahoots with the mercenaries.

Many people are secretly thanking Su Xia and the Nanfeng Organization, and some are even trying to find channels to donate money or supplies to the Nanfeng Organization.

"Thanks to the Masked Stranger and his South Wind Organization, if it weren't for them, I don't know how rampant those damn wandering mercenaries would be."

"Alas, a brother of mine died at the hands of those wandering mercenaries, and the Masked Stranger avenged him."

"I heard that the mercenary forces in the northwest were also defeated. It was done by the masked weirdo's friends."

"Yes, the mercenary king in the northwest was killed!"

"Well done!"

"When will the masked man come to the southeast? It's time to fight the wandering mercenaries here. The surrounding cities have done nothing and let them burn, kill and loot, and even issued them legal robbery certificates..."

After the battle in Town No. 7, Su Xia's reputation reached a new peak.

From the northwest to the southeast of the continent, from large cities to small towns, from wealthy areas to slums, from trade centers to small vegetable markets, his name is spread throughout the continent.

This action concerns the vital interests of many people.

Once the wandering mercenaries were destroyed, trade between the entire southwest and northwest began to become more frequent, the economy slowly recovered, and people in both regions could personally feel the benefits brought by the large-scale trade flows.

The whole continent has a little more life and vitality.

It is in this context that the Pharmacists Conference was successfully held.

The number of fourth-level pharmacists attracted alone exceeded three digits, and the number of pharmacists below the fourth level was countless. The scene was lively and bustling with people and constant cheerful laughter. Everyone expressed their thoughts and opinions at the conference.

For most pharmacists, this is the first time in their lives that they have met so many colleagues.

The more you communicate with your peers, the more benefits you will gain.

Some pharmacists even had an epiphany on the spot and were directly promoted, refining higher-level potions on the spot.

"Haha, haha, I got it!"

"From now on, I am also a third-level pharmacist!"

"Congratulations, I've made a breakthrough too!"

"Congratulations!"

The voices of congratulations were continuous, and everyone's face was full of joy.

At the end of the conference, there was a competition between Su Xia and Li Mu.

This pharmacist conference was originally held in the name of a competition between the two of them, so they were naturally the finales.

Both of them refined excellent fifth-level potions, and after Master Wu Hongyu's judgment, the game ended in a draw.

A draw is the best outcome.

After the conference, most pharmacists were reluctant to leave.

There are countless colleagues here to communicate with. First-level pharmacists can seek advice from second-level pharmacists, and second-level pharmacists can seek advice from third- and fourth-level pharmacists. Wu Hongyu, the sixth-level master, will also occasionally give classes and offer some advice.

There are also a lot of resources provided by Su Xia for them here, so they don’t have to worry about food and accommodation. It is simply a holy land for pharmacists.

Some people even plan to move their families to Coral City.

Taking advantage of this lively atmosphere, Su Xia told everyone about her ideas for the pharmacist school.

"Everyone, I plan to open a school to turn the profession of pharmacist into a systematic discipline and cultivate more talents in the future..."

As expected, this idea was supported by everyone.

This exchange conference made them all realize that the previous closed-door approach was a dead end.

Only by pooling everyone's wisdom and studying this profession seriously as a subject can the future of this industry be brighter.

Soon someone came to Su Xia and expressed willingness to become a teacher in the school.

After that, it's all about the tedious stuff.

…

Back to Dragon City.

After several days of observation, Su Xia made more discoveries.

In total, he had discovered twenty-six people spreading rumors in the city, and had targeted more than ten private institutions.

After investigation, it was found that these people and institutions all have research institute backgrounds.

Research all the big questions!

Those who spread rumors are carefully selected. They are basically characters like "Mr. Li next door", "Mr. Liu in the market", and "Mr. Huang at the stall". They are close to life, and more people believe what they say.

Every two days they would go to a small shop at the entrance of a market to buy cigarettes. It seemed like a normal action, but inside the cigarette boxes were new rumors they needed to spread.

That small shop is also owned by the institute.

On the tenth day of observation, these people received the news to gather, so they gathered in a secret basement under a club.

"Everyone has done a good job recently. This is the reward you deserve. Please take it first."

In the basement, a young man with a smile on his face asked his men to place several large boxes in front of these people.

The young man was wearing a human skin mask, so the smile on his face seemed a little stiff, with his skin but no flesh, and even a bit of the uncanny valley effect.

“Crack! Crack!”

The box was opened, revealing thick stacks of banknotes.

Seeing the money in the box, those people's eyes suddenly revealed a look of desire, as if they couldn't wait to grab a stack of money.

"Don't worry, these will all be yours."

The young man smiled, then turned and left the basement.

He went all the way up and returned to a private room on the first floor of the club.

In the private room, several blond and blue-eyed people were sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

"How are those people?" one of them asked.

"They have no ulterior motives and have completed their work very well." The young man sat opposite several people and said casually.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, trust my psychic talent."

The young man smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed the human skin mask on his face and tore it off violently.