I stared intently into Chen Jianguo's eyes. The rookie reporter who used to cower in fear was no longer there; the investigations of the past month had revealed the darkest side of this world to me. If I were to back down, who would seek justice for those who had died unjustly?
"Human lives are at stake!" I couldn't help but shout, "You use living people for experiments, just for..."
"To save lives!" he yelled even louder than I did. "Do you know how many people are waiting for organ transplants? And Yikang can maximize the viability of organs!"
In that moment, everything became clear. The so-called new cancer drug was merely a facade. What they were truly researching was medication for organ transplantation.
"So those patients..."
"Are all volunteers." He explained almost maniacally, "They receive compensation far exceeding what insurance covers, and their families..."
"Enough!" Liu Ting suddenly drew her gun. "Chen Jianguo, you are under arrest."
But Chen Jianguo laughed. "You think you're the only undercover agent here?"
Before he could finish, chaotic footsteps echoed from outside. Several armed men burst in.
"Don't move!"
I recognized one of them; he was the man in a lab coat from Rainbow Clinic. They weren't police; they were Chen Jianguo's people!
Just then, another set of footsteps approached.
"Police! Drop your weapons!"
It was real police! Leading them was the old officer I trusted. It turned out Old Liu had already called for backup.
The scene was chaotic. Once the dust settled, I realized that Chen Jianguo was missing.
"He ran upstairs!" someone shouted.
I instinctively chased after him. Why? I couldn't say for sure; perhaps it was the journalist's intuition telling me that the truth lay ahead.
On the rooftop, Chen Jianguo stood at the edge, the moonlight stretching his shadow long.
"Don't come any closer!" he shouted, holding up his phone. "I have a piece of information. Do you know why Wang Zhiping is cooperating with us?"
I stopped in my tracks. "Because of his son..."
"No!" He laughed maniacally. "Because I have leverage over him. Three years ago, a Liver Disease Patient signed a Critical Illness Notification but didn't undergo surgery immediately. Can you guess why?"
My heart nearly stopped. "My mother..."
"Exactly! Because at that time, a wealthier patient arrived who needed a liver source. And your mother was a perfect match for donation."
In that moment, I felt the world spin around me. The accident from three years ago was not an accident at all.
"Wang Zhiping can't admit it, but his conscience has been tormenting him all along. So during this experiment, he has been secretly recording everything, preparing to expose..."
"So you killed him." I glared at him fiercely. "Just like you killed those innocent patients."
"Innocent?" He laughed mockingly. "In this world, lives have different values."
The sound of police voices came from behind. Chen Jianguo stepped back to the edge of the rooftop. "Want the information? Come and get it!"
He leaped into the night. As I rushed forward, all I saw was his figure disappearing into the darkness.
My phone chimed. It was an email from W.
It was sent by Wang Zhiping before his death. The attachment contained a complete record of the experiments and a video. It was his confession, recounting what happened to my mother three years ago and how he had been controlled by Chen Jianguo this time.
In the end, he said, " Reporter Lin, I'm sorry. I'm atoning in this way. But you must continue to investigate; this matter is far from over..."
In the background of the video was his office. The timestamp showed it was the very day he fell.
The night breeze swept across the rooftop, and distant sirens wailed. I gazed at the city lights, suddenly understanding everything.
But I also knew this was far from the end. For in Wang Zhiping's records, there was mention of an even greater secret:
Behind all this, there was a mysterious Organ Matching Center.
And Chen Jianguo was merely a pawn in this vast network.
The truth was just beginning to surface.
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