Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!-Chapter 443 - 257: Eaten by Susan (Mmm-hmm)

"Damn it, I really don’t understand why we give these journalists any face.."

Green’s face turned ugly as he sat down in his chair.

The journalists’ words were sharp, nitpicking, and it was a small step from pointing fingers at them, accusing them of finding scapegoats to close the cases.

This made Green, who thought he could stand out, very uncomfortable.

Old Hardenn was also quite weary.

He held a cup of coffee and chuckled lightly, "It’s normal, these journalists like to do this; without news, they’ll create some news. Even if we present solid evidence, they will write their reports so vaguely that the public thinks they’ve seen something dark..."

Journalists live by their pens.

Sales and traffic are king.

Without a sensational story, they’ll create one.

As for the people at the center of the events, whether they’re affected or not, that’s none of their concern.

Because they’re in a hurry to find the next big news story.

Brian was even more composed.

He was reading through Sudan’s material.

The information Sudan revealed before his death was mostly accurate.

Guessing that there was no need to lie to a dead man, the guy was very frank.

The material had been requested by Brian from the Aiden Research Institute.

Though he hadn’t gone there yet, he had already been in contact with the acting director.

According to the material,

Sudan was indeed a genius.

His academic performance had been outstanding since childhood, showing his talent in elementary school. Eventually, an organization approached him and sponsored the financially average Sudan to access superior educational resources.

This organization was actually the talent development institution of Black Light Biotechnology Company, with offices all over the Federation, even throughout the entire Western Realm.

As the saying goes, catch talent while they’re young.

Many times, the progress of an era and technology actually relies on the leadership of one or two top talents.

The founder of this institution indeed had a far-reaching vision. freewebnσvel.cѳm

It was evident that Black Light Biotechnology Company was even more powerful than Brian had imagined.

Moreover, geniuses like Sudan were not only sponsored simply.

He also underwent many expert tests to identify his strongest talent, which was then nurtured.

Under such favorable conditions, Sudan became a doctor of psychology at the age of eighteen, and as agreed, joined the scientific research institution affiliated with Black Light Biotechnology Company.

Being special talent, after a few years of work, Sudan had the opportunity to start accessing some of Black Light Biotechnology’s core research projects...

What followed was what the other party told Brian.

The only fresh information was about the other party’s experience.

After playing with many of the unpaid ’materials’ brought into the Aiden Mental Hospital for ’care’, Sudan wouldn’t end up as tragic as becoming a janitor.

The mental hospital was merely his starting point.

He was someone destined for greatness; no one would target such a talent over a bunch of consumables for no reason.

But he showed leniency.

After the incident,

According to the regulations, he was detained for review.

During this period, a girl he liked visited and questioned him under pretense, eventually recording and reporting his private research.

Sudan did sense that the girl was leading him on.

But he never expected her to be so ruthless, wanting to entrap him, so he let down his guard.

According to the recording, Sudan was eventually deemed to have an antisocial personality, very egotistical and dangerous. Considering his talent, they did not execute him directly but thought to suppress his personality instead.

These details, handwritten records by the director of Aiden Mental Hospital, were included in Sudan’s personnel file, allowing Brian to be privy to them.

As for that tape, Green and the black Autopsy Officer, through their investigations, also locked down a list of users.

Aiden Mental Hospital was one of them.

This stuff was a special adhesive tool used for restraints.

Sudan probably found it handy and used it to stick fake bombs as threats to manipulate the first batch of victims.

In other words, even without Brian, the exceptional player, by following these clues, they could have eventually locked down Sudan.

But by that time, it would’ve been too late; they would’ve been played for fools by him.

Probably, Sudan never expected to encounter someone like Brian who could skip over the drama and directly target him.

Now, let’s talk about Sudan’s obsession.

From the file above, Sudan’s tender-hearted obsession was probably the hurdle he couldn’t overcome after being manipulated by someone he liked, thinking he had been too soft-hearted to have actually revealed his ambitions.

Honestly,

After reading the material, Brian was somewhat speechless.

Because, when it came down to it, this was just a case of colleagues sabotaging each other.

Such things are too common in society.

Colleagues who smile at each other on the surface but stab each other in the back for a promotion or resources, there are too many of them.

Friends included.

When getting along well, anything can be said, and one might even share their misdeeds.

But once the relationship goes awry,

Those spoken words become weapons aimed at your heart by the other party.

It’s all too common.

So mature people all know the wisdom of keeping things superficial, speaking carefully to each other, not easily showing their weaknesses to anyone.

Sudan simply had too smooth a life, which is why he turned out the way he did.

Otherwise, Brian would just have picked up a genius for nothing.

Thinking of this, he felt a tinge of regret.

But thinking of the gold coins that the genius burst forth, Brian’s little regret transformed back into pleasure.