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Fang Zigui finally extinguished all the incense burners and rushed to Lin Mingchang's side. He pulled out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a brown pill, and placed it in Lin Mingchang's mouth while pressing on several acupoints on his body.
Lin Mingchang's breathing gradually stabilized. The first thing he saw upon waking was Shen Tong and Mo Wen grappling with each other. His right hand instinctively reached for the gun at his waist, only to find the holster empty.
"Shen Tong!"
Ignoring his incomplete recovery, Lin Mingchang lunged at the two.
Mo Wen suddenly released one hand and pulled out a dagger from his pocket. Lin Mingchang reacted swiftly, grabbing Mo Wen's wrist with one hand while pinching his elbow joint with the other. However, Mo Wen was more agile than expected; he quickly adjusted his stance, twisting the dagger to aim directly at Lin Mingchang's throat.
With no way to evade, Lin Mingchang had no choice but to block the attack with his left shoulder. The sharp dagger pierced into his shoulder, instantly soaking his suit jacket with blood. Lin Mingchang let out a muffled groan but seized the opportunity to tightly embrace Mo Wen. Seeing this, Fang Zigui rushed over to help subdue Mo Wen.
Shen Tong turned and dashed toward the ancient Emperor's Konghou. She grabbed a nearby wooden stool and swung it with all her might at Konghou.
"No!" Mo Wen screamed hoarsely, struggling even more frantically.
The heavy wooden stool struck the ancient Emperor's Konghou with a deafening crack, causing the strings to snap instantly and the body of the instrument to break in two.
Mo Wen, who had been struggling wildly, suddenly fell still, staring blankly at the destroyed Emperor's Konghou, lost in an eerie calmness.
When the police arrived and took Mo Wen from Lin Mingchang's grip, he turned to Shen Tong and managed a faint smile.
"You are more special than you think. 'Rocca' has awakened; we will meet again."
"Take him away," Lin Mingchang instructed the officers before turning to Shen Tong. "Are you alright?"
Shen Tong pressed firmly on Lin Mingchang's shoulder wound. "And you ask me? You're the one who is hurt the most."
At this moment, a large number of police officers had arrived. As Shen Tong smashed the ancient zither, most of the audience began to awaken from their hypnotic state, looking bewildered and having no recollection of what they had just experienced.
Lin Mingchang was taken to the hospital while he arranged for Xiaoshuang to accompany several trusted colleagues to Mo Wen's home immediately.
After searching, they made a significant discovery in the basement—walls plastered with dense blueprints and notes detailing a project called "Mind Control Project."
These plans clearly documented Mo Wen's "experiments" on the Three Antique Dealers—these three men had not only died seeking fragments of Konghou but were also subjects in Mo Wen’s research on "the resonance between human bodies and music."
Even more chillingly, four large glass jars were placed on one side of the room, containing human specimens in various stages of decay. The chests of these bodies had been opened up, revealing organs that had undergone special treatment.
Xiaoshuang stepped outside twice for fresh air before finally completing all photographic documentation of this eerie basement.
Two days later, Lin Mingchang wrote a detailed report outlining all the case details and submitted it through the proper channels. However, a week passed, and he found that the report was being obstructed at every level, unable to reach higher authorities.
The patrol captain, Old Jiang, invited him for tea and subtly advised him, "Lin Mingchang, this case involves some complicated figures. It’s said that many prominent individuals were present at the concert. Who would want their past indiscretions exposed? We should focus on the investigation, but some things are better left unsaid."
Lin Mingchang understood that Old Jiang meant well, but he was growing weary of this frustrating situation.
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