Chapter 6: The Local Gang
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The man was wrapped in a trench coat and his hands were holding a hard-shell lighter. The freighter began to start, and the massive iron anchor tossed through the calm waves in the harbor. He stood on the port, containers, decks, cabins, shadows moving from him. In an instant, the dazzling sunlight broke through the limitations of time and suddenly burst out at the stern of the boat, making him like a barnacle, trying to dodge in all directions.
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"What time is it! It's not fucking open yet! The old man yelled in a torn voice. He is more loyal and reliable than the janitor's dog. The plastic curtain fell with the people who came in, and the sunlight was blocked out again, and the old man saw the shadow of the person clearly.
"Officer Ding?" He pushed the wheelchair with both hands, and his body moved forward like an ugly creeping toad. Ding glanced around, and he glanced around the gym, where there were only a few people. Ding Yi has dealt with them a lot. They were all gang members, a gang called the Native Gang. Li Senzheng's local gang and Bacheng's drug trade and organ trafficking have never severed their relationship for a day.
Wen Ying followed Ding Yi to the counter. The old man was sitting in a wheelchair with one left leg crossed and barefoot. The old man's left leg is obviously different from his right leg, as if he had mistakenly grafted a child's leg to it -- organ regeneration technology, which will never be allowed by law and the Food and Drug Administration in the United States. Wen Ying secretly opened her mouth, the so-called immature technology is to complete the provision of practical data on such a poor person. They may grow the same leg, or they may grow a pair of duck flippers or other results that the implanted person does not want to see. But biohackers who walk between the legal and the illegal don't care about that, they are best at using unconventional means to change the history of humanity and humanity itself.
Ding Yi hates this revenge maniac. This guy had deliberately hit someone with his car. The man who was cheating with his wife was run over by him back and forth a dozen times, breaking his legs. He actually offered to the judge to cut off one of his legs as compensation. The reason is that his driving skills are not enough to crush a leg. And in the end, he actually showed the judge that he did it! Now, he promised Lee Sen that he would spend the rest of his life to repay the cost of regenerative surgery and stay here for the rest of his life. When someone talked about his weird feet, the old man always hugged his legs and laughed, "It will grow out, it will grow like it used to be."
"Where's your boss?" Ding Yi asked with a squint. Floor-to-ceiling windows still let in the harsh sunlight, and the air-conditioning doesn't fill the entire space. Carpets and gym facilities always smell of plastic.
"He's not here. Half a month ago, I flew to Eastern Europe. The old man bent down, pretending to follow Ding Yi with difficulty, looking up from time to time, staring at Wen Ying with malicious intent.
"To sell his poison or to buy organs?"
"Hahaha....." the old man laughed with phlegm from his trachea. What kind of medicine is there, you are a strip, son, you can't talk nonsense, slander people casually! ā
Ding Yi ignored it and walked into Senzheng's fitness gym.
"The whole world is being charged huge patent fees by the Yankees, and if anyone really has a highly effective new drug, he will immediately become a rich man." The old man was still chattering behind him, and it was the first time Wen Ying had heard such an evaluation of her parent company abroad. "Article, Zi always protects the interests of big capitalists, no wonder people say that good people can't become law enforcers, right, Officer Ding Yi?"
"Did I hear someone calling me a lackey?" Ding Yi immediately sarcastically said.
"Hey, hey, no, isn't it..... You're laughing! The old man laughed dryly, and was about to hunch over his back to his wheelchair, and his laughter caught the attention of several others.
In the octagonal ring, the three sparring men each held a thick fighting sponge pad and hit another man who was constantly running. The fighter was half a head shorter than them, but he threw punches with great speed and precision, and the power of his sweeping leg was almost completely disproportionate to his size. Even the two sparring strong men were kicked untenable! Several shirtless men all had tattoos of beasts. It's the work of a biohacker tattoo artist. Unlike regular street tattoos, bio-tattoos are a technique that uses drugs to change the secretion of the skin, which can cause the skin to change color or glow. Commonly known as fluorescent tattoos. When the adrenaline level of the tattoo sufferer surges, the outer tattoo will change color until the ordinary skin becomes a three-dimensional totem like a work of art. This tattoo is very popular with wild boys, and the glowing body will make them feel like they are the protagonists of the earth in that moment. However, those who dismiss this believe that biological tattoos have succeeded in degrading humans to the same reproductive level as the animals of the steppe. It's like a bright bird in a courtship show.
Ding Yi looked at the hard-working boxer with a distracted look.
"You know him." Wen Ying asked. With his unusually unusual stamina, strength, and surprisingly fast reactions, Wen Ying could tell at a glance that the fighter had taken at least three or more high-steroid mixtures such as di9.
"He's the best person I've ever seen squandered his talents."
Ding Yi walked to the ring, next to a young man with yellow curly hair. "Kunjie has the quality to win every game." Ding Yi backhands his hands behind his back. The black marketeer in the ring is also a member of the local gang. Kunjie uses drugs and genetics to push his body to the extreme of human beings. Every game he plays in the speakeasy is run by the local gang, and he makes a lot of money.
"There is no doubt that Kunjie is the strongest." The young man with curly hair was glad to hear such a point of view.
"Officer Ding Yi, you're here, shouldn't you come to see the street warriors boxing?" The yellow-haired young Wei Zhe was still very wary of this accosting person, Ding Yi was the only one who could arrest Kunjie. Naturally, the police are not welcome in the territory of the gangs. Wei Zhe is a student of Li Senzheng, and he has stayed here since the end of his clinical internship at the hospital. Wei Zhe aspires to become a great biohacker.
"I've been told that your boss is suspected of money laundering and trafficking in banned biological products, and I need to talk to him." Ding Yi whispered in his ear.
Wei Zhe shook his head and smiled confidently, "I'll just take it as a joke." Officer Ding Yi, do you have any evidence of illegal charges? No! Unless Mr. Morimasa himself presents the evidence of the crime to you. Otherwise, you'll never find it! He shook his finger and complained to the police. They really can't help it, they can't find Morimasa's handle, he is too cautious. Wei Zhe pointed to the ceiling contemptuously, signaling that there was no door.
"The boss isn't here." Kunjie held on to the rope, "When he wants to see you, he will naturally come to you, otherwise you don't have to bother." Kunjie heard Ding Yi's request, he stopped, and stood in front of the red pillar on the side of the Octagonal Ring, the muscles piled up in the otherwise smooth abdomen, which was itself a silent threat.
Ding nodded, and it seemed that he could only go home empty-handed.
"Have you read the news, I want to remind you that if you have the goods, ship them as soon as possible; The World Health Organization is redefining your business, and what is not legal will be even more illegal. ā
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