With Chen Chen's approval, the helicopter was ready, Qian Wenhuan went directly to the top floor, boarded the plane, and immediately flew to Windhoek.

More than an hour later, Qian Wenhuan met the police officer Hodge, who was now in the intensive care unit and was burned all over his body.

Through the glass, Qian Wenhuan, accompanied by the director of the hospital, silently looked at the brightly lit intensive care unit, in which only a mummy-like person was lying inside.

And because his hands and feet were already burned, the man's arms and legs had been amputated, and if he didn't pay attention, he wouldn't even be able to see that there was a person on the bed.

"Mr. Qian, this patient is Hodge."

At this time, the director of Windhoek Hospital accompanied Qian Wenhuan and sighed, "He has been here for half a month, and he is struggling on the death line almost every day, to be honest, it is a miracle that he can live until now." ”

"Isn't there any hope of a cure on your side?"

Qian Wenhuan looked at the inside of the glass window, his expression calm.

"No, the patient's wound had already started to worsen a few days ago."

The dean shook his head, "His external defense system has all collapsed, his trachea has been damaged, his lungs have been damaged, and his internal defense system has also begun to enter the brink of collapse, basically it is a matter of the past two days, and no one can pull him back from the death line." ”

Qian Wenhuan glanced at the other party, but the dean pretended not to know, but just smiled and said, "Mr. Qian, what are you going to do?" ”

"I'd like to meet Hodge's family, and I'd like to ask Mr. Dean for a recommendation."

Qian Wenhuan said solemnly.

"Well...... this"

The dean hesitated for a moment, showing embarrassment, "My side may not be very good, after all, this is the patient's privacy, you as a company, if you ......"

Before he finished speaking, Qian Wenhuan looked directly at the secretary behind him, the secretary nodded, took out his mobile phone and dialed a call, and then said, "Mr. Qian, Hodge's father is on his way to the hospital now, and he is still three minutes away." ”

"Let's go see him on the first floor."

Qian Wenhuan turned around and left, leaving only the dean and a group of doctors standing outside the intensive care room with a cloudy and uncertain expression.

"The dean, the dean?"

A doctor stammered.

"Let's go down too!"

The dean snorted coldly, followed behind Qian Wenhuan, and walked towards the first floor.

The hospital has only four floors, and the ICU ward is on the top floor, and it only takes two or three minutes to walk down from the fourth floor.

Soon, Qian Wenhuan met Hodge's father at the gate.

Hodge was only twenty-four years old. Younger than the previous two qualifying targets, the only fortunate thing was that he was the son of a wealthy white businessman in Windhoek.

If he was just the son of an ordinary Namibian citizen, I am afraid that he would not have been able to pay for the intensive care unit, and he would have been buried by this time.

However, according to the information, although Hodge's father is a wealthy businessman, he is actually only slightly richer than ordinary people, and the treatment in the intensive care unit for half a month is almost unbearable.

However, when he learned that Blacklight Technology had arrived and was willing to treat his son for free, the white rich businessman was puzzled, but finally showed a relieved look.

"Mr. William, we already know about your son's situation, if you agree, we can transfer him to Life Science City, treat your son with all our might, and even install the most advanced bionic prosthetic on the market, so that he can return to the police service."

The secretary next to Qian Wenhuan took out a prepared contract and handed it to the other party, the number of pages of the contract was more than 50 pages, and there were more than 1,000 regulations.

Looking at the contract in his hand, the white rich businessman seemed to understand something, and he said with a serious expression, "Let's be straight, what is your purpose, and what do you need us to do?" ”

"We're currently developing some new biomimetic technologies that require people to try them on, and this kind of person can't be a normal person, but a disabled person."

Qian Wenhuan didn't speak, and the secretary next to him said directly, "This is our purpose, and what you have to do is actually very simple, that is, to relocate to live in the Life Science City, but in order to make up for your losses, we will subsidize your relocation, and we can also take care of your business." ”

"I ...... I need to think about it. ”

The rich businessman opened his mouth, seemingly a little moved, but still hesitated, "I need to find a lawyer to help me read this contract." ”

"There's no time, Mr. William!"

The secretary suddenly raised his voice and said solemnly, "Hodge's wound is showing signs of infection now, do you know how long your son can last?" He may not be able to last even a day, you are so hesitant, do you think that our company still has some conspiracy? ”

"That'...... All right. ”

The rich businessman's heart tightened at this time, so he had to agree, and at the same time gritted his teeth and directly signed his name on the position of "Party B".

At this moment, everyone in the hospital also arrived in front of Qian Wenhuan, and when they heard the persuasion of Qian Wenhuan's secretary, the dean said with a gloomy face, "Mr. Qian, I'm afraid not, because Mr. Hodge can't bear the impact of the transfer, do you think that Hodge's injury can withstand four or five hours of turbulence?" ”

"Don't worry about this, Mr. Dean, our Life Science City eliminated ambulances half a year ago, and now we have been using medical helicopters."

Qian Wenhuan said lightly, then took the contract handed back by the rich businessman, and left the hospital with the secretary and bodyguards without looking back.

"Mr. Qian, this dean dares to stop us, do you need me to send someone to teach him a lesson?"

As soon as he went out, the secretary lowered his voice and asked.

"There's no need."

Qian Wenhuan shook his head, "This kind of person who is hostile to us is very common in Namibia, after all, we have seized a lot of resources and markets in Namibia, and the locals naturally don't have a good face for us." ”

"Then let's forget it?"

The secretary nodded and relaxed.

"Forget it, just call the Minister of Health and ask him to find a reason to remove the director of this hospital."

Qian Wenhuan waved his hand and said calmly.

Secretary: "......"

A notice was sent to the Life Science City to send a medical helicopter to pick up the people, and Qian Wenhuan and his party found the family of the second target.

This is a low-slung bungalow on the outskirts of Windhoek.

Although it is the capital, the suburbs of Windhoek are mostly made of stone bungalows, which are not as prosperous as the city, but at least they are better off than the people in the slums.

However, compared to the other bungalows along the way, this bungalow is undoubtedly more depressed, the red paint on the door has fallen off most of it, revealing a bare door panel, and the door is even more dirty, obviously life is not satisfactory.

Without waiting for Qian Wenhuan to get out of the car, the bodyguard who had been following him walked down and knocked on the door of the house.

After about half a minute, just when the bodyguard was a little impatient, thinking that there was no one in the room, he finally heard a burst of footsteps from far and near, and then the wooden door creaked open, and a raunchy, dirty black woman appeared inside the door, and behind her, there were two four or five-year-old, black and white children.

The two children poked their heads out behind their mothers, looking at Qian Wenhuan and the others with some curiosity and some fear.

"We're looking for Mr. Brooke."

The secretary spoke for Qian Wenhuan, "Don't you know he's at home?" ”

"Please come in ......"

The woman was stunned, then moved out of the way and let everyone in.

As soon as they entered the room, Qian Wenhuan and the secretary frowned in unison, because there was a pungent stench wafting in the room, as if this was not a private house, but a public toilet.

And it's the same kind of aqua toilet.

followed the woman to the innermost room, and finally, Qian Wenhuan and the others saw the goal of their trip, a fat and sloppy man.

The futon under the man's body had long been unable to see the color, and he was lying on the bed like a mountain of flesh paralyzed there, completely devoid of the hard lines and sharp eyes in the data, and some were just a deathly numbness.

What is even more frightening is that although the man's face and body are extremely fat, his limbs are shrunk like bones, and at first glance they look like four toothpicks stuck in a ball of flesh......

Smelling the disgusting smell coming from the man's body, the secretary endured the discomfort and said, "Mr. Brooke, we are from Blacklight Technology, and this is our general manager, Mr. Qian Wenhuan......"

The secretary waited for a while, but the man in front of him still didn't respond, so he had to continue, "We want to sign a contract with you, and if you agree, we can give you a makeover......

But until this time, the man still did not move, and he did not even move his eyes.

"He was like this a long time ago."

Just when the secretary was a little overwhelmed, the voice of the black woman suddenly came from behind several people, her voice was calm, as if talking about a stranger, "I tried, no matter what happened in the outside world, he didn't react, he was dead, mentally dead." ”

Qian Wenhuan glanced at the woman, then stepped forward and squatted directly beside the man's bed, "Mr. Brooke, I know you can hear our words, so we won't say much other nonsense, if I say, we can let you stand up again?" ”

However, even so, the man still didn't move, if it weren't for the other party's eyes open, and he could see the chest rise and fall, everyone would think that the other party was just a corpse.

Seeing that the man still didn't move, Qian Wenhuan finally shook his head and was about to turn around and leave.

However, when he turned around, a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him, "What you said, is it true?" ”

"Of course it's true, Mr. Brooke."

Qian Wenhuan turned his head and showed a meaningful smile, "But the only requirement is that you need to sacrifice something." ”

"I don't have anything left to give up."

Brooke raised his head slowly, as if something was fluttering in his dead gray pupils, "As long as it can get me up, I can do everything for it......"

A few minutes later, Qian Wenhuan and the others walked out of the room, because Brooke had easily signed the contract.

Two of the three goals have been achieved, and then only the last one remains.

But the remaining target is not in Windhoek, the capital of Namibia, but in a small village that is even more remote.

So Qian Wenhuan took the helicopter again and rushed to the village of Neham, a hundred kilometers away.

This time, it took them two hours to find the black detective named Bray.

A native of Namibia, the man named Bray was completely incapacitated after his limbs were cut off by the D-dealers, but instead of giving up like the previous Brooke, he found a new job - weaving straw rope and fishing nets.

With his nimble mouth, Bray can sit at his desk all afternoon and weave a few meters of straw rope, provided that someone can put the raw materials in front of him, of course.

With this job, he lived with his parents and had a job that made ends meet.

"Who are you guys, were you sent by the police to solve my physical problems?"

"Oh come on, how many times have I said that the police department would send me a woman, and it would be best if it was a white sister, even if there was no white sister, a black aunt would be fine, but they sent me a bunch of big men every time?"

"Damn, won't my chrysanthemums be saved? The D-dealer who cut off my limbs spared my cow, but you guys are going to my? ”

Looking at the black man sitting on the stone bench with a row of straw ropes in front of him, chattering at this time, Qian Wenhuan's secretary couldn't help but be a little stunned.

It's not that he didn't expect the other party's state, if he wants to survive in a poor country like Namibia without losing his limbs, in addition to having a certain family background at home, he definitely needs to support himself, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so optimistic.

Although it was full of swear words, everyone could see that the man in front of him was not slumped.

"I, I'm ......"

When the black man in front of him chattered a rap with racial talent, the secretary stepped forward, and when he was just giving words in the organization, Qian Wenhuan patted him on the shoulder and said directly, "Mr. Bray, we are people from Black Light Technology, not sent by the police department." ”

"So that's it? No wonder it wasn't a bunch of coming. ”

The black man bared his white teeth and laughed, "So, what is the purpose of you Oriental Yankees coming here?" Could it be that I am a tourist attraction? The stinky next door to me did think so, and he talked to me about 10 yuan for a visit to me and 20 yuan for a photo with me, but I didn't think tourists would be bored enough to watch a fill the streets. ”

"We do have other purposes."

Qian Wenhuan smiled, didn't pay attention to the other party's mouth, and just said, "Listening to your conversation, it seems that you are deeply influenced by American culture, so I think you should have watched a Hollywood movie, and the name of that movie is called "Robocop"......"

"No, I haven't seen it, it sounds a bit like a superhero movie."

Bray shook his head blankly, "I've only seen one superhero movie, it's called Black Panther. ”

“……”