Chapter 27

"Fuck you, be gentle! It's almost grown, and you're going to break it again..." The cigarette holder bared his teeth. "Let's talk business. Trayastrimsa Heaven is related to a small country called Brahma in S2. It seems that they are using a precious metal produced there for genetic experiments. If the metal is sold through formal channels, the price is twenty times that of gold." "Oh," Yanqiang raised his eyebrows, "smuggling?" Chen Li nodded, "I can only think of a few people who can go to S2 to do smuggling for them these days." "For example, the young master Mei who went to S2 for more than a month and almost killed his mistress with thirst?" "There are not many lobbyists left these days. In the central city, there is only young master Mei and 'Dengwa'. Both groups have records of going to S2 recently... Who do you think will be the one who helps Trayastrimsa Heaven smuggle metals and is interested in RC or you and me?" "At present, it's young master Mei." Yanqiang took a cigarette from the electromagnetic suspension board next to him, but the lighter had been confiscated by the black soul, so he could only hold it in his mouth to satisfy his craving. "Young Master Mei is ambitious and has everything under the sun. He helps officials to open channels with foreign countries, does things for foreign countries, and resells domestic information. He is a rare double-faced spy talent," Chen Li threw the disposable atomizer cigarette looted from Chen Yuechu to Yan Qiang's chest, "I absolutely believe that he is smuggling. This is what he does, but what's the point of setting up a trap to catch us? Asking for ransom from the counter-revolutionaries?" Yan Qiang was more familiar with the things on the ground than Chen Li. He bit the cigarette and slowly said, "Although Young Master Mei has been doing the work of selling stolen goods for officials through external channels for many years, I have never heard of him being a watchdog for any company. I guess he should have He has a lot of leverage over people. A lot of people don't dare to touch him, but they are trying to kill him...'Dengwa' is better than him. Although he is also wanted, he is actually protected by the Fourth Bureau. He is currently acting as a diplomatic tool, deceiving people everywhere. Although he is a puppet, he can at least eat public food. "

"Fourth Bureau..." Chen Li had a headache, "If it is Dengwa, then things will become more complicated."

"You seem to have locked the scope on the lobbyist." The pipe was smoking, and the smoke was similar to the color of silver hair. The whole head was like a chimney, which matched his steady voice and made Chen Li want to laugh.

"Although independent hunters and hunter alliances are capable of smuggling, it is difficult for them to communicate with locals in places where the common language is not spoken. Moreover, they do not have a deep relationship with the officials above them. If they do not manage in time, the chances of failure and exposure are high. If I were Shang Liming, I would definitely not use hunters."

Smoker nodded, "It is indeed more convenient to leave this kind of thing to lobbyists."

"Then, those faceless bionic people..." Chen Li paused, and then continued quickly, "What we know now is that the faceless bionic people are a batch of defective products made by merchants. They should not be able to move independently. It is not known how they make the defective products move. If they have this technology, reporting it to the military can at least make their family's situation better, instead of a large pharmaceutical company relying on opening entertainment venues to make a living."

"You are saying that these bionic people were originally unable to move, but became able to move after some kind of debugging?" Smoker frowned.

"You saw it that day. They have already surpassed the working principle of bionic human body. But I think they are more like puppets than humans."

Yongqiang nodded solemnly, "Finally, we have also entered the world of metaphysics."

Chen Li smiled and stood up, "It's late, you should rest, I'll go back first."

Yongqiang finished smoking the atomizer, moved his body to the side of the bed, patted the place beside him, "Come up and sleep for a while."

Seeing that Chen Li was a little hesitant, Yongqiang raised his voice and scolded, "Hurry up, your face is as white as a ghost. When you first came in, I thought it was the death."

Chen Li shook his head and smiled helplessly, and lay on the treatment bed with his clothes on.

Yongqiang knew him well enough. He had no objection to sleeping on the same bed, but planned to stay up late to sort out the information of international lobbyists such as Master Mei and Dengwa.

Just as Yan Gun said, he was exhausted to the extreme, especially those experimental scenes, some fragments flashed in front of his eyes from time to time, as if he was using brainwashing to prove his truth.

He leaned against Yan Gun, feeling the heat from the living body, fatigue surged up, and his voice gradually became a little trance, "I don't know when the fox tail of the merchant will be exposed..."

"Go to sleep." Yan Gun stretched out his hand to cover Chen Li's eyes.

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Chen Li slept dreamlessly all night until dawn. It was rare for him to sleep so well that even the cold and hard lines on his face seemed to become softer. He opened his eyes lazily and saw Yan Gun leaning against the head of the bed smoking, staring out the window thoughtfully.

He grabbed the cigarette from Yan Gun's mouth and held it in his mouth, smoked the last bit, and then spit out the cigarette butt. He hadn't fully woken up yet, and his behavior was like a little rogue, which made Yan Gun a little surprised and wanted to laugh.

Just as he was about to call Chen Li, the door was pushed open, and Daxue, with a messy curly hair, walked in with a transparent disc.

Looking at two tall and long-legged men squeezed on a small treatment bed, and the treatment bed was pushed to the window, Daxue's expression became a little strange, and he said in a yin-yang tone, "Yo, still sleeping."

When Chen Li saw the person coming, he remembered the wrong message he had sent before, and his sleepiness disappeared immediately. He jumped off the treatment bed, greeted Daxue, and walked into the bathroom next to him.

"Hei Ye went fishing, and asked me to change the medicine for you for him, but cy is here, so I put it aside." Daxue didn't see anything unusual, and put the transparent disc on the treatment table.

Yong Qiang nodded and asked casually, "Are you busy recently?"

Daxue was slightly stunned, "Not really, you know that we logistics drivers have a lot of trivial things to do."

"Thank you for that day, if it weren't for Sister Xue's superb driving skills, I would have died halfway." Yan Qiang said with a smile.

"Bullshit!" Daxue also laughed. Her skin was a healthy wheat color. When she laughed, she showed eight white teeth, looking very cheerful.

Chen Li came out of the bathroom and saw that the two were still chatting and laughing, so he walked to the treatment table to bring the transparent round plate over.

Daxue also walked over and whispered in his ear: "I know you sent it to me by mistake that day. I have deleted it. I know what I should know and what I shouldn't know. I don't want to get into trouble."

Chen Li heard some thorns in her words. He knew that Daxue always spoke vulgarly, so he thanked her lightly.

"Then I'll trouble you with the dressing change." Daxue smiled and patted Chen Li's shoulder, waved to the smoker lying on the bed, and strode out.

Chen Li put the transparent tray on the bed, and the smoker took off his shirt consciously, revealing his perfect upper body.

Due to days of bed rest, the muscle marks on his body were not as deep as before, which was more in line with his fair and tender skin. Chen Li bent down to remove his bandage. He was very close and could smell the faint smell of blood and ointment. Chen Li rolled up the gauze and threw it into the disposal bucket beside him. It soon became a pile of debris.

There were two surgical wounds next to each other on the back of Yan Gun, one on the chest and two on the back that were slightly red and swollen. The left one was obviously oozing blood and tissue fluid. Chen Li first used gauze to dip some alcohol and wiped it quickly. He was quick and heavy, and Yan Gun grimaced in pain and shouted for Daxue to come back.

Chen Li ignored him and threw the bloody gauze in his hand into the disposal bucket. The medicine brought by the snow was a spray, which saved time and effort. He quickly applied the medicine and pasted a layer of medicine cloth. Chen Li passed his hands around the smoke gun, wrapped the bandage around his chest, and then tied a thick layer tightly. This kind of stiff bandage can replace the support plate, but it is easy to cover the wound, and the dressing must be changed more frequently.

"Your skills can compete with the black soul." The smoke gun broke out in a cold sweat and his voice was a little trembling.

"Thank you for the compliment, I'll consider changing my career." Chen Li looked at his masterpiece, reached out to take the smoke gun's clothes, helped him put them on, and helped him lean on the cushion at the head of the bed.

"In fact, I'm not that incapable of taking care of myself..." The smoke gun muttered unsatisfactorily while enjoying Chen Li's service.

"You got it on your back this morning."

"Ah," Yan Qiang was a little speechless, "I forgot for a moment."

"Looks like you've recovered well... But you should take a good rest during this period. It's just an excuse for the boss to give you a holiday. You have to finish watching "Missing Girl", right?" Chen Li said jokingly.

"Hey, are you done yet? Believe it or not, I'll make you disappear first?"

Chen Li moved Yan Qiang's treatment bed back. It was past nine in the morning, and he didn't want to leave.

He had a strong feeling that as long as he walked out of this infirmary, those complicated, ugly, and nauseating things would immediately entangle him, like the endless and pervasive black ghost algae in the sea, slowly and irresistibly dragging him back into the abyss.

Chen Li shook his head and drove those thoughts out of his mind. He said fiercely in his heart: Come again? Then chop you up!

"I'm leaving first. You take good care of your injuries and don't hold me back." Chen Li picked up the coat that was still on the ground.

"Who are you calling the drag?" Yanqiang was so angry that he picked up a pillow and threw it at Chen Li, "Get out now!"