For Selena, doctors who examine slaves on the black market have always been unimportant, and if they are really skilled in medicine, who will examine the bodies of slaves and earn that meager income.

As far as Selena knows, a doctor in a major hospital conducts an internal assessment every year, including treatment records for patients, which will be archived in the hospital to facilitate the hospital's research. Not to mention the complicated work, it is also extremely busy, which makes many doctors reluctant to come to big hospitals, preferring to open their own clinics. Most of these doctors in the black market are mediocre doctors, not in big hospitals, and a bunch of rookies or weak chickens in the industry that can't be run in small clinics.

Of course, big hospitals also have the benefits of big hospitals, that is, they are famous. People tend to believe in the famous, not the obscure, and this is known as the fame effect. Not counting the fixed salary of the hospital, it can also be under the banner of a large hospital, and it is more favored by patients when consulting externally, and the consultation fee is relatively much higher.

These slave doctors in the black market, if you ask him to check his body, you can only tell you vaguely, if you really want to do a face-to-face and careful examination, then you must be taken to a big hospital for examination, or you yourself have a full-time doctor who can be on call.

Selena's department has two resident medical doctors, not counting the team doctors who sometimes do special tasks.

"Sir, no, we'll do a physical examination of him." Selena rejected the middle-aged man's offer.

"Alright! Ma'am, you can take this child with you. The middle-aged man said.

The middle-aged man and the short man turned back into the tent, ignoring Selena and little Barron, who had already walked to her.

Selena looked at the child in front of her again, looked at it for a moment and said nothing, turned behind the child and untied the hemp rope, threw the rope to the ground, looked at the child and said, "You follow them, they will take you to dinner." ”

The child didn't know who the woman in front of him was talking about, so he turned around and looked around, and found that he didn't know when he had been, and several more people in cloaks and masks stood around him, silently waiting for the woman's orders.

"Can I ask you a question?" Little Barron asked, looking up at the new owner in front of him.

"If you ask me why I chose you, don't ask." Selena's cold voice came from inside the cloak.

"Alright! I'm fine. Little Barron glanced at the corners of his mouth, and stopped looking at Selena, as if to say love or not.

Ignoring little Barron, he looked at the cloaked men and said, "Take care of this child, I don't want to be like this next time I see him." ”

A rough voice from a man who was nearly two meters from the height of the cloak came out: "Miss, we will take care of this child." ”

"Follow them." Selena said as she looked at the little boy beside her.

"Good!" Little Barron nodded.

Black Market Outer Zone

Paul slowly stopped the side three-wheeler. After cleaning the golden-headed monkey at home just now, he combed his hair, found a clean iron cage, and quickly rushed to the black market with the monkey, without even resting, so as not to miss the transaction.

"Paul, this is the fastest time you've ever returned." The black market administrator who had borrowed the car looked at Paul, who had parked the car beside him, and said.

"I'm fast every time, you just don't know." Paul said after removing the iron cage containing the golden-headed monkey.

"Don't let those women hear that, or they'll dislike you." The black market administrator joked.

"you! You're going to be disgusted! Paul laughed.

Paul pushed a cart from not far away, carried the cage containing the monkey to it, waved his hand to the black marketeer who was standing not far away, and pushed the cart himself towards the animal area.

Rare Beast Zone

After Paul leaves, Bob arranges for others to inquire about the female golden-headed monkey in the animal area.

While Paul was looking for the golden-headed monkey, Bob got the news that there was only a male gold-headed monkey and a female golden-headed monkey a few months old in the black market, and the small monkey had been booked out in advance.

In the whole of London, it is possible to find a few female golden-headed monkeys, but perhaps later than Paul, and the asking price is twice the market price, or even more.

After a long wait, there was no good news, which made Bob's heart a little heavy, and the guys who stayed beside him all felt the uncomfortable atmosphere that was oppressive, and ran out one by one, either to look for it in the black market, or to check on the animals, and in a blink of an eye, Bob was left alone in the room.

Just as Bob was about to sit still in the room, Paul returned with his monkey.

With sweat on his forehead, Paul panted and pushed the door in and complained, "Boss, you are going to give me a salary increase this time, see that I am tired." ”

"Where's the golden-headed monkey?" Bob ignored the whining Paul and asked where the monkey was.

Bob didn't think about how hard Paul worked, he only cared about the physical condition of the female golden-headed monkey that Paul had brought over, as long as it could satisfy the savage woman, the bonus was not a problem.

"Paul, let's take a look at the monkeys first, shall we?" Bob took a deep breath and tried to speak in his most peaceful tone.

"Alright! It's at the door. Paul said.

Bob nodded at Paul and walked out of the open door.

At the entrance of the wooden house, a large steel iron cage is placed on a trolley, and an adult monkey in the cage is jumping up and down, looking around, thinking that it is afraid of the unfamiliar environment, "Squeak! Screaming.

When Bob walked out of the cabin, he immediately saw a large iron cage surrounded by several men, and a hairy animal could be seen dangling in the shadow of the cage, driving the whole cage to shake continuously.

"Take it to the tent in the back." Bob instructed the men around him.

"Okay! Mr. ”

Several men pushed the cart and walked towards the back of the hut, behind which a large tent stood out, from which all kinds of strange screams could be heard.

Bob and Paul, who followed him, followed by a group of men pushing the cart into the tent and unloading the iron cage.

An oil lamp hung high in the sky to illuminate the dimly lit inside of the tent, but even then it was a little dark in some places, and the tents were full of various cages, except for some empty cages, and dark shadows could be seen walking around in places that were not illuminated.

Several men lifted the cage off the cart, opened the cage, and lured the golden-headed monkey out of the cage with the prepared food, while Bob and Paul stood quietly and watched.

A peach-shaped face with a pair of eyes that seemed to sparkle and the eyeballs rolled straight at the people around it, as if they were wondering how to escape from here. The little bulging nose resembles a small mound of dirt in a basin, and the nostrils are as big as holes dug by marmots. The black hair is like a fur coat, and the most attractive thing is that the golden hair from the head to the erection of the neck gradually turns brown to black, which does not look abrupt at all.

The guy specially found an oil lamp to brighten up the tent, so that the boss Bob could observe the female golden-headed monkey, from hair to eye pupils.

After a long time, Bob, who breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Paul and thanked him sincerely: "Paul, thanks to you this time, otherwise this transaction will definitely have to be compensated." ”

"Mr. Bob, we are friends, and I will certainly not sit idly by and watch this kind of thing that I can do." Paul said politely.

"That's it! You can relax! When the black market is over, I invite everyone to drink. Bob said to everyone present.

The guys in the room cheered, and after thanking Bob, they gradually dispersed.

"Paul, come with me." Bob said.

"Okay! Mr. Paul said.

In the wooden room, Bob went into the house and poured two glasses of water and put them on the wooden table, and Paul came in and sat down opposite Bob.

"Paul, how much does Rasfar cost?" Bob watched Paul sit down and said bluntly.

For Bob, as long as the monkey matter is solved, the rest is easy to say, and the big deal is that this business does not make money or lose, but it is better than losing his reputation. He wouldn't let Paul take the monkey because of the money, so he said the price!

"Rasfar gave him a friendly price of £850, and this is because he is in a hurry to go to the United States, otherwise it will be more expensive." Paul blurted out without even thinking about it, the price had already been thought of!

"Paul, it's still within my acceptable range, if it's more than £1,000, I think I'll consider it." Bob said after giving Paul a deep look.

Bob is not stupid, even if he was a little too anxious and lost his mind at the beginning, but with the dust of things settled, he can figure out the problem when he thinks about it, it is too much of a coincidence, he needs a female golden-headed monkey, and there is a golden-headed monkey of Rasfar, and it is also very coincidental that this golden-headed monkey is nearby, just in time to catch up with the transaction.

Coincidence plus coincidence, it's less like a coincidence.

Bob had no evidence that Paul had a problem, but his instincts told him that Paul was lying to him and that it would definitely pay off if he hired a private investigator, but he didn't want to do that. Fortunately, the matter was settled, and Bob didn't want to pursue it.

"Paul, this is a cheque for £1,100, except for the money given to Rasfar, the rest is your winnings."

Bob pulled out a cheque from his book, took one out of it, filled in the £1,100 amount, and handed it to Paul opposite.

Paul took Bob's check, knew it was a check that could be withdrawn directly for cash, and put it away.

Shadow Informant

In the blink of an eye, two hours passed, and several waves of customers came and went to the intelligence hall, Bird accompanied Su Hang to spend a long time in small talk, and the strange things in the black market attracted Su Hang, the "little white".

"Cocktails? OK! While everyone was waiting, an emotionless shout came from the window covered by the black cloth.

"Bird, it's my turn, it's a pleasure chatting with you!"

Hearing the shouting cocktail, Su Hang knew that he was shouting himself. After sitting for such a long time, Su Hang also understood that as long as the sign belonging to that person was shouted from the window, the person who was called would enter from the small door.

"Sir, you are a very good listener." Bird smiled.

Su Hang smiled and nodded, then turned around and walked towards the small door.

Opening the door, first of all, a curtain blocked the view, Su Hang walked in, closed the door casually, and opened the curtain to see a small hall, barely called a hall. The right side of the hall is separated by a wooden partition, and a door opens in the inner position to facilitate access. The left side is arranged according to the pattern of a general living room, except for the sofa surrounding the wall, a wooden coffee table is placed in the surrounding sofa room, which is obviously the living room. Tea has been made on the coffee table, and a young man with black-rimmed glasses sits on the sofa with a file bag beside him, quietly waiting for the arrival of customers.

There was no one else in the room except for the man, and if you look at the file bag next to him, it must be that this person is the internal staff of the Shadow who is in charge of receiving customers.

Su Hang stepped forward, sat on the sofa by himself, looked at the young man in front of him, did not speak, and waited for the other party to speak.

"Sir, this is the information you want, the total value is 1,000 pounds." The young man did not have superfluous nonsense and directly said the price of intelligence.

"Can I take a look first?"

"Yes, sir." The man put the file bag next to him in front of Su Hang and said.

The man with glasses was not worried that Su Hang would not pay after reading the information, and the shadow was never afraid of anyone defaulting on the debt. It's not unheard of to "eat overlord meals", but under the baptism of blood at the beginning, people have learned to be smart, and when their own energy does not reach the point where they can make rules, they will never be the one who shakes the rules.

Su Hang took out the paper containing the information in the file bag, glanced at it roughly, and put the paper containing the information on the coffee table.

Before Su Hang came to the black market, he wrote a check for 1,500 pounds from the bank, which was easy to carry with him and easy to trade in the black market.

Su Hang handed the check he was carrying with him to the young man in front of him.

After looking carefully, the young man nodded towards Su Hang and said, "Sir, please wait a moment!" ”

"Okay!" Su Hang said.

The young man stood up and walked to the door inside, and after a gentle knock, the door opened from the inside, but Su Hang didn't see anyone else, and the curtain blocked the view.

After the young man left, Su Hang began to look through and investigate the relevant information of the gemstone necklace.

According to the intelligence, Barcline Bank deposited the ruby necklace in a vault located underground in the bank after receiving it.

The situation inside the vault is not shown in the information, and it seems that it has not been investigated, and of course it may be another cost.