Chapter 7: Mr. Function
Li Senzheng, 57 years old, has a master's degree in pathology and a doctorate in organic chemistry in public information. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Gray Spiral is the most prestigious and authoritative of all the biohackers who have made their identities public. Operates a fitness complex on the south bank of Tamwin City. At the same time, Li Senzheng was also tacitly recognized by the police as the leader of the Bacheng gang and the local gang. He often travels to and from Eastern Europe, Japan, the United States and other parts of the world, and his whereabouts are mysterious and unpredictable, and it is difficult to find. According to the police's criminal record, Li Senzheng had traveled to Europe with an experimental drug of unknown origin. It is rumored that he has a close relationship with the drug research and development department of Qishen Pharmaceutical, and may also be one of the drug developers and testers.
"As far as Sen's credentials are among the biohackers, he is the easiest person to think of when it comes to finding the Lighthouse Organization."
"The problem at the moment is that we can't find Morimasa. Guys, I mean, if Leeson doesn't want to see us -- then we really can't find him! Ding stopped talking, and stood at the conference table without sitting down. Lu Qi bit his fingers in distraction. He had dealt with Li Sen Zheng, as a veteran biohacker in the Gray Spiral Zone, this mysterious old man was extremely thoughtful, thoughtful, and even cautious, and even the secret service team could not find any trace of him. If Sen Zheng was unwilling to help, Lu Qi was afraid that no matter how hard he tried, it would be useless.
Wen Ying sat in on the meeting of the special service team and was slightly disappointed by the inadequacy of the operation.
"Find a second candidate." Lu Qi stroked his face tiredly, and pointed his finger to the projection picture on the table.
"Be sure to find him and find a way to get him to speak."
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Zhang Yi. Extremely gifted biologist and pharmacological genius. He is a senior executive in the second department of drug development at Synergy Pharmaceuticals. In the gray spiral area, among the biohackers who received illegal body modifications, Zhang Yi charged the most. This pretty much also represents his skill level. According to the information learned by the special service team, Zhang Yi used a pseudonym of "second derivative" on the list of the underground black market.
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Mongoose Bar.
The girl with a northern accent poured a black bottle of alcoholic drink in one gulp. The flickering lights are reflected by her little skirt with silver ornaments, and her attractive long legs and high-pitched perfect buttocks attract a man's attention at first glance. In these days, who wouldn't have a cosmetic surgery, just spend a little money, and you can take shortcuts to your body and face.
Zhang Yinghui sat with his back to the bar, his face taut, looking nervously at the four men in a long booth. He wore a tight-fitting floral plaid shirt with an uncomfortable expression. Ah Fu didn't care about the purpose of the trip, and drank half a bottle of agave. The cuffs of his black T-shirt are propped up by full biceps. Only high-purity steroids can pile up such a vodka-like body.
Notice the small blue neon light that flashes away from the circuit plate under the signboard when you enter the bar?
"Neon, is it because of a malfunction?" Wen Ying didn't remember seeing it at all.
"Only that blue light flickered at its own pace, completely different from the frequency with which the neon signs of the whole block changed color." Ding Yi was next to Wen Ying, and drank another sip of the drink that was soothing.
"Morsma!?" After such a reminder, Wen Ying suddenly had an epiphany. This primitive form of radio communication was long overdue in this era and can only be found in the history of textbooks. "What does it mean?"
"A blatant word," Ding Yi said with a smile, and when he first came here, he noticed the neon sign flashing with Morse yards. "Limited to one type of intimacy that occurs between men and men." He added to the half-understood Wen Ying. Wen Ying put her hands in her long black hair and couldn't help but roll her eyes at the ceiling. Only then did she realize that this was a bar with an implied gay exchange, and that it was a gay man with extremely high IQ and quality.
There is also a clearer implication, the mongoose is an animal that does not care at all about promiscuity, incest, and same-sex mating. Biologist, you won't be unaware. ”
"My field is neurology. But I finally understand why your partner is so nervous. Wen Ying pushed the beer mug out of one hand, picked up a paper towel and wiped the table. She didn't want to get a drop of wine. "So your biologists like to get together on this pink couch and talk about the life of a mongoose! Ha, I really can't imagine that the biohackers who wear white coats during the day, get a high salary, and hold the secrets of human beings' 'non-end life' like to be in the mongoose's nest, is the the future? ”
"That's just Mr. Function's personal hobby." Ding Yi glanced back, the man in the central booth was discussing with his friend, and from the dissonance between the slightly loose old suit and his figure, Ding Yi judged that he had injected himself with shaping needles. "Speaking of which, Wen Ying, since you are a neurologist, how could you be sent to investigate such a tricky matter; Investigating cases is not your specialty, are you really an employee of Pfizer-SmithKline? ”
"Only the 13 billion neurons of the central nervous system of the human body, synaptic cells are my area of expertise. I worked at Pfizer-SmithKline for six years. Wen Ying stroked her black hair to the root of her ears, "As for the reason for sending me here to investigate, I think that in addition to my ability to do things, but also because of my skin color and ancestral origin, you can trust me better." You must know that Mr. Detective, the investigators sent to investigate the attack on Mr. Pan are not limited to Tamyun City, there are other investigators around the world to investigate other suspects. ”
At this moment, the target man, who had been watching by the secret service, stood up and walked to the bar. Wen Ying stabbed Ding Yi and hinted at him with her eyes. Zhang Yi looks thin, not very healthy. "Mr. Function," Zhang Yinghui turned his head sideways and asked in a low voice while he came to the bar to get the ice, "I think I need an operation." He pleaded hoarsely and wearily. Zhang Yi glanced at him. He had met many addicts who had come all the way to the black market clinics. Most of these people have obvious salt overdoses. pupil constriction, conjunctival sclerosis; Both had severe black coagulation deposits on their arms.
"I think I'm probably dying! It started three years ago! If you don't operate on me," Zhang Yinghui had to pretend to be a little more like.
"Whoever you heard of such a general name, I refuse to give you this surgery." Zhang Yi picked up a bucket of broken ice cubes from the bartender and left. Zhang Yinghui was unhappy, and in order to be more realistic, his other hand hidden in his sleeve was also painted with a black glue. It doesn't seem to be useful.
"Gotta be ruthless, try a different way!" Ah Fu slammed his fists on the table in disappointment.
"He's your friend?" Unexpectedly, Zhang Yi turned around and came back. He put the ice bucket aside, put one hand on Ah Fu's shoulder muscle, and asked ambiguously.
"Oh! He actually likes Ah Fu! He loves the genre! Wen Ying's mouth opened into an O-shape, she was very surprised and couldn't help but want to laugh, the world of really didn't understand.
"Yes, he doesn't like flower men, it seems to be a suffer." Ding Yi picked up the car keys, "Regardless of whether Yinghui is on or Ah Fu is out, the target has already been hooked." ”