Chapter 143: The Underground Pavilion

On the streets, dense neon signboards line the top of the sidewalks. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info A few lifeless high-rise buildings in the distance. The clusters of buildings in the old neighborhood are like a huge beehive with a high population density, squeezing out all unnecessary space. The government will worry about whether too many homeless people will emerge when the hive is renovated. Next to the all-day convenience store on Yonghe Street, there is a staircase that leads to the underground. At the end is a decorated underground bar.

"Heart transplant? I've never had that kind of surgery. You must be mistaken. Wei Zhe couldn't wait to pull out a small bottle of medical liquid with a sealed rubber mouth. The solution was as urgent as he was, and he couldn't wait for the reaction in the syringe and began to turn cloudy. Ding Yi frowned and looked at him, Wei Zhe poured the seemingly poisonous and disgusting solution into his cup again, and then raised his head and drank it all. Ding Yi understood when he saw it, and after so much effort, he just closed a bottle of drink.

"You seem to have bought some medicine." Ding Yi turned his high feet and asked, looking towards Wei Zhe, a little probing. The speakeasy is dimly lit and dimly lit, and long-haired girls with heavy makeup sing love songs to jazz accompaniment on stage. The drunken man who came out of the toilet by the wall had red eyes. The underground space has a special dull feel.

"Some powerful anti-rejection drugs. If it weren't for an organ transplant, I wouldn't have needed that amount. "Biohackers generally have an aversion to someone knowing their whereabouts. However, out of his former profession, Ding Yi didn't care about this, and still continued to add. The local gang's biohacker, Wei Zhe, is one of the people he finds out from Pingjin's list who may have encountered free radicals. In addition, Ping Jin also told him that there was a guy named Strange Shrimp who was competing with him for business recently, and he was very strong.

The pleasure of the "medicinal drink" was receding from Wei Zhe's face, so the expression of disgust on his face became more and more obvious. It's kind of with feminine sex. The orgasm is almost as strong as something, and even the physiological response before and after the appearance is similar to the drug. The development of biopharmaceutical technology has made it very convenient for men to enjoy the enjoyment that nature would not otherwise allow, without having to run to change sex. However, when used in a drug-addicted hacker like Wei Zhe, the dopamine effect can only decrease rapidly.

"With all due respect, Ding Yi, what does this matter to you? Even if I die of drugs, I remember that you are no longer a member of the Secret Service. Why are you asking this, and why am I telling you? ”

"I'm quitting, but someone hired me to work part-time." Ding Yi smiled and said, "Just do me a favor and tell me if anyone has asked you for a heart transplant recently." ”

"Where did you know that, bastard, yes, I bought some illegal drugs, as you can see. Biohackers always have some little hobbies of their own, and I just make some less common medicines. I've already told you. I never had an organ transplant. ”

"Not really." Kunjie walked past Ding Yi at this time. "Even if the local gang participates in the underground organ trade in Danyun City, we don't provide after-sales service, so there's no need to lie to you Ding Yi." Kunjie sat between the two of them at the bar. "I heard about you, you're on the news."

"Ha, who else in Danyun City doesn't know." Ding Yi laughed at himself.

"Someone framed you?" Kunjie poured aside the boiled water from his cup and filled Ding Yi with Chivas Regal.

"Of course. But the guy who framed me, he was far away in the clouds, close in the fog, and he couldn't see or touch it. "Ding Yi can't even find any evidence to prove the existence of the Forty-Seven Body Man now.

"Is this a big problem?"

"Oh speaking of which, your boss, Li Senzheng, he definitely has a share." Ding Yi picked up the cup and took a sip. Kunjie and Wei Zhe looked at each other innocently, they only knew that the missiles that had been mailed in the mail were finally loaded with no one. Machine.

"Then I'm sorry, Ding Yi." Kunjie apologized inexplicably.

"It doesn't matter much, anyway, I don't like the days when I wear a tie and leather shoes on the ground. There is no need to think about worthless honors for others. Actually, it's not bad that no one can find me like this. Even if they got a radar or a microscope, they couldn't find me. Ding wiped his eyes, "Kunjie, you really didn't do a strange organ transplant on anyone, if there is, I have to find that person, it's very important." ”

"Ding Yi, although I can't tell you where I use these anti-rejection drugs. But I can tell you for sure that I haven't had that kind of surgery and I've never had it. That's not my specialty as a biohacker. In the organ trafficking business of the local gang, so far there have been no special organs, and they are all artificially made expensive organs. Wei Zhe calmly packed the ticket for him.

"I see." Ding Yi looked at the two guys from the local gang and nodded, "Five meters under my feet, the third floor of the underground garage, and the unloading area in Area C." There was a covered van parked with a license plate ending in 739 and a layer of dust on the left front wheel, indicating that it had not moved in a while. Judging from the size of the model and cabin, it is just enough to install a detachable winged unmanned aircraft. machine bar. ”

Kunjie and Wei Zhe looked at each other and understood each other.

"Did you learn biohacking during the Secret Service or after that? Is this the way of the other, and the treatment of the body? Wei Zhe couldn't help but shake his head and smiled. He guessed that Ding Yi must have scanned the picture through the perspective of the monitor in the underground garage.

"And inside, there happens to be a military Rainbow 7 unmanned aircraft. Machine. ”

"You've seen it." Kunjie acquiesced to Lee Sen-jeong's toy.

"So....." Ding said as he nodded. He had already understood the purpose of Wei Zhe to buy anti-racket medicine from Ping Jin, which was for Li Senzheng to use. Li Senzheng once said that his age and body can no longer adapt to the new large-scale integrated neural chip technology. So he may have been on medication to survive. And for a long time no one has been used again. Machine, surely his physical condition no longer allows.

"Say hello to your boss on my behalf." Ding Yi thought about it, but still cut off the middle paragraph of thought.

"It's bad." Kunjie told him plainly. "If you go to him, the boss will probably be happy and welcome you. The last time you appeared in the news, he mentioned you, as if he recognized you Ding Yi. ”

"There's no time, I have to go." Ding Yi picked up the cup and drank it down, and refused bluntly. "When I'm done with everything, I'll settle accounts with him."

"Come to me when you need it." Kunjie said righteously.

Ding Yi turned around and raised his hand in response. As he walked out of the doorway, he passed by a thin, pale man. Behind him were two yellow-haired men with hair like pineapple leaves, with extremely thin bodies and strange eyes. It's exactly the appearance of a "genopunker" who has been biohacked. It's just that in Danyun City, young people who pursue this novelty are widely accepted, and there are not a few.

"This guy is here again." Wei Zhe turned around and whispered. He had seen these people come to the local gang's bar, and Wei Zhe suspected that these people should be in the late mutated state of black salt drugs.

"Hot boiled water, thank you." The man sat down, didn't even look at the receptionist, and lowered his head with a restrained expression. His arms were at the same temperature as the table, and he didn't liquefy in any way. Odd shrimp.