"A man with severe gas poisoning, his life and death are uncertain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But he won't be taken to the hospital because Rabao knows we're going to find him and will pester him with a lot of what we already know. They don't want this trouble, they don't want the secret service to find it. But it's better that way - we don't really need to find them. Since that masked man, the person behind the scenes, didn't want Lin Kai to die, they would definitely try their best to save Lin Kai, even if he was already a wasted person. Mannitol, diuretics, dexamethasone tablets, conventional methods can no longer save Lin Kai. By the time he was taken away, his skin had turned bright red; The unfortunate hypothesis that he was at least severely poisoned, severely impaired with cerebral circulation, and even brain dead to a large extent is ..... to us."

Ding paused for a moment, then turned to a relaxed face, "It's the best news!" ”

"Huh? Why, is it good news for us that Lin Kai is dead? If he dies, where do we go to find high-precision editing enzymes?! ”

"It is precisely because Lin Kai is dying that biological uranium appears; I think this is the best chance for us to close the net. It can be concluded that Lin Kai must have extremely important resources in his hands, and their biohackers will definitely spare no effort to revive Lin Kai, and they will not hesitate to use the precious universal biological uranium high spermase again to save him from death. ”

"But how can you snatch the biouranium from them, we can't even find Lin Kai anywhere?" Lu Qi asked with a light turn of the pen in his hand.

"In fact, we've always had that information. Boss, I'm not going to lose signal again. I've been spying on Rabao for two days, and his whereabouts have betrayed him clearly. The signal source over there clearly told me where they were hiding Lin Kai. Ding Yi raised the location tracker in his hand. He mapped the trajectory received by the cage core onto the tracker. Several stops flashed, and a clear yellow trail line appeared on the electronic map.

"So you deliberately let go of Brother Lin Kai?" Wen Ying understood.

"You can't say that, it's just that the circumstances didn't have time to stop them..... And I'm afraid there is no way to save Lin Kai with the means of a conventional hospital. I just let them choose the best course of treatment. In this state, except for the biohackers in Danyun City, no one dares to save Lin Kai. ”

......

Ching Yan Street, the central block of the gray spiral.

Eye-catching and cluttered Chinese signboards extend into the not-so-wide street. Mahogany, metal, holographic projection of light signage you name it. Restaurants, clothing and jewelry, unlicensed clinics, medicine stores, electronic equipment firms, bathhouse pawnshops, tobacco and alcohol stores are all dazzling. The Qingren Street neighborhood is the hub of various related forces in Bacheng, and underground trading has never been closed for rest. Gray walls, dark leaky corridors and elevators are filled with advertising calls. If you dial it up, there is a bottomless black hole at the other end, and you can find the precise location of the communicator without waiting for a sound. On the backs of Ching Yan Street and Mui Yat Street, the illegal expansion has narrowed the alley to the point where only the corridor remains. Plugged water pipes, gas pipes, and disorganized external wires and wires everywhere make people look up like complex spider web connections. The external simple metal staircase frame is mixed in the air. The sewage pipes that extend from the restaurant kitchen connection are buried deep underground. When the stain accumulates, greasy overflows the pipes, and black nylon bags are covered with household waste waiting to be cleaned up. Half of the street lights were obscured by the pipe supports, and the smell wafted in the cramped and dimly lit alleys.

In the basement, where the pipes are deeper, there are seventy or eighty excited people. The strong cold wind sent by the ventilation fan could not extinguish their enthusiasm at all. In the underground fighting arena, the man with the three rings shook a wad of thick currency in his hand and shouted in celebration. The crowd gathered around the central arena. Kunjie had just gone through a bloody fight. Sweat and bleeding all over his body mixed like gasoline, all flowing into his unusually developed lower abdominal muscles. He held on to the ring rope and bowed his head in prayer. Behind him, a much taller South American hunk lay in the ring in a large shape. Weak breathing proves that he still has surviving vital signs.

Psychedelic, gray, spiral.

Ding Yi stopped. It's one o'clock in the morning, and there are no fewer people on Qingren Street. Under the eaves of the corner of the street intersection is a large self-service three-dimensional freezer. A few broken wires ran out of the side of the cooler and hung in front of the freezer, bubbling with a sizzling noise. Wen Ying took two cups of iced milk coffee from the freezer, and the white halogen lamp went out, like the stagnant water beach around the corner, there was no one to manage it. A hotly dressed woman stepped out of the white-blue barber lamp. Three men from the supper table passed by Ding Yi drunkenly and sat in a black Jaguar car parked next to the archway.

Gang members. With professional insight, in the few seconds that passed by, Ding Yi knew it very well in his heart. The man on the left is addicted to drugs and has clearly out-of-the-ordinary blackened skin on his arms; The person in the middle is missing a left kidney, which is reflected by his face after drinking and the swaying posture that always supports his lower back. They should have just gotten off work. Ding Yi looked at this dusty long street. In the dim light, behind it are all transactions that have no humanity but profit. Danyun City, just outside the dam city, is lined with high-rise buildings, and the pharmaceutical industry and financial industry are developed. This part of the old town has not been demolished. The government has maintained a secret tacit understanding from top to bottom, that a civilized society needs an outlet, and the higher the civilization, the more it needs. Biopharmaceuticals have created the economic boom that underpinned the post-Fourth Industrial Revolution, and they need to get a second value out of these not-so-looking dye vats.

"Lin Kai is here." Ding Yi raised his head and looked at the dark gray building in the hazy night. Rabao spent most of the past two days wandering around here. Ding Yi is completely in control of his whereabouts at all times. Therefore, it is also easy to determine where Lin Kai is hiding. The more dangerous the place, the safer it is. They must have had this mindset in mind to bring Lin Kai here.

"Here? Where is it? Wen Ying looked blankly at the night. She seemed to see an angular eaves in the dimness, and in front of her was a temple-like building interspersed with shops in the block.

"It's always been a slum, so it's normal that there are no lights at this time, and there won't be marker lights." Ding Yi took a mouthful of cold milk coffee and said.

"Marker light?" Wen Ying was skeptical. At this time, in the dim and hazy sky, a city light rail train hanging from the elevated rails approached. The lights illuminated the darkness ahead. The silhouettes of several tall buildings along the tracks appear in the mist. The sound fades closer, and the lights disappear again. The train passed through the building. A giant-tall building finally appeared in front of Wen Ying's eyes, and it was hidden behind the temple building, a pitch-black living area. The widened building on the upper floor resembles a huge fortress in the shape of a hammer. With this as a dot, the Qingren Street neighborhood is like two spirals, stretching in the center of Bacheng.

"Yonghe Building, Lin Kai is there." Ding Yi staggered his steps.

"If you want to enter this mixed area, it's best to have a reliable guide." Ding Yi put down the paper cup of coffee and flicked his fingertips. At a speakeasy, a towel draped in Kunjie saw his cell phone ring.