The eyebrows of the boy in the baseball cap trembled, and finally he opened his eyes. He looked at Zhang Heng unconsciously with a touch of fear.
"Who the hell are you?"
"What do you think?" Zhang Heng asked back.
"We have checked your information. You are just the most common bodyguard clone produced by g7z security company. The memory is very ordinary. Clones like you don't pay much attention to them at all. Basically, they are some universal Template, I have compiled a few relatives and friends who cannot be contacted for you. Anyway, as long as you can make do in the short term so that you don’t get suspicious, your physical fitness is only a little better than ordinary people, and what you have is only the most basic. Bodyguard skills, and they are all defensive, why, why are you so aggressive? Where do you get your marksmanship, assassination, camouflage, and concealment skills? Someone wrote your memory privately for you? But How should you explain your physical fitness, why is it so much stronger than the description?"
The boy in the baseball cap asked a series of questions, but before Zhang Heng said anything, Fengzi on the other side was stunned, "Are you a clone?"
"If you're referring to the standard configuration of a clone, the code on the back of the neck and the locator under the cerebral cortex, yes, I have both of these things." Zhang Heng said.
"How is this possible? I've had a few clone friends and you're nothing like them, they're like... like the blindfolded donkey I told you about, but I don't feel it in you Seeing this feeling, in fact, when you step into the bar, I feel that you are more real than ever, more real than clones, even more real than ordinary people around me." Fengzi said.
"My situation is more complicated. I will explain it to you when I have a chance." Zhang Heng said, and then he turned his attention to the boy in the baseball cap. "Now it's time for me to ask questions."
While talking, Zhang Heng took out the [Oath Ring] and a piece of parchment from his backpack, and after completing the preliminary ceremony, he began to ask questions.
It took him about an hour to check the situation of the members of the emergency response team and the layout on the second floor. Zhang Heng asked in detail, and Fengzi was there to help. When lying, Fengzi will use the laser laser gun in his hand to help the other party recall it again.
After a few times, the boy in the baseball cap had a few blood holes on his thigh, and the smell of barbecue wafted out, and he also realized that if he lied, he would be found out, so he had to choose to cooperate obediently, and didn't play any more tricks .
However, Zhang Heng also knows that this information can only be used as a reference, because after the boy in the baseball cap falls into his hands, the opponent should make corresponding adjustments. While Zhang Heng was asking questions, Fengzi was also watching the movement of the trade union with his handheld computer.
She noticed that there were only four rewards left, and that included her and Zhang Heng. In other words, there were only three couriers left.
"One last question," Zhang Heng looked at the boy in the baseball cap, "there should be a communication channel among the members of your emergency response team."
"That's right, but you threw away my bracelet." The boy in the baseball cap said.
"It's okay, you should still remember how to contact your captain."
The boy in the baseball cap hesitated for a moment, glanced at Mineko who was holding a laser gun, and nodded, "Yes."
"Give me his contact information." Zhang Heng said.
Afterwards, Zhang Heng took over the handheld computer from Fengzi, and sent an encrypted email to Mr. G, the password was Miss F's birthday, and the other party did not disappoint him, and he received a reply three minutes later.
- Inside is the address of a chat room.
Zhang Heng joined the chat room, and then received a communication request from Mr. G, Zhang Heng clicked to confirm again, and Mr. G's voice came from the other side immediately, and said angrily, "What do you mean by that email before? You know those guys from the emergency response team will see that email, don't you?"
"I'm a real courier. Isn't it normal to sacrifice other baits to get out of trouble when being targeted by Shengtang Morgan's people?" Zhang Heng said lightly.
After he finished talking, the Mr. G on the opposite side was also misfired. Indeed, as a courier of Zhang Hengzheng, there seemed to be no problem in doing so, but Mr. G also knew that when Zhang Heng sent that email, he might have found out that he had been cheated. So Mr. G's voice finally returned to normal, without any anger, he said in a deep voice.
"Since everyone is smart, don't go around in circles anymore. I admit that I lied to you about the transaction, because I still can't trust you as much as Miss F, but I am indeed not ambiguous about the operation. I originally planned to No matter what role you play in it, as long as the transaction is successful and you can come back, I will still fulfill my promise and help you take out the locator in your head, but you ruined everything with an email, and you chose to stand I am the opposite of me, so don't expect me to help you with surgery." Mr. G said coldly.
"I'm standing on the opposite side of you? Then I have to say that there are quite a lot of people on your opposite side." Zhang Heng said, and then his eyes quickly glanced at the screen, paused and continued, "I noticed , besides me, you only have two couriers left, it seems that without me helping you to contain the emergency response team, the situation on your side is not very good."
"My people are good enough."
"I don't doubt this, but it seems that they are not as good as the emergency response team on the opposite side." Zhang Heng said.
"What exactly do you want to say?" Mr. G asked after a moment of silence.
"The deal on your side has been completed, but it looks like your people are in trouble now. I noticed that they were about to be caught by the emergency response team, but luckily I'm still here."
"Are you willing to help my people go back to the first floor?" Mr. G asked.
"It depends on what price you are willing to offer." Zhang Heng said.
Mr. G on the other side of the phone thought for about three seconds, as if he was weighing Zhang Heng's latest proposal, and then said, "If you can help my people go back to the first floor, then our previous agreement will still count. I will arrange someone to operate for you, and I will not pursue the matter of that email."
"Plus five million credit points as compensation for your first breach of contract." Zhang Heng said lightly.
Mr. G seemed a little angry when he heard the words, "Don't push yourself too far."
"It's just a small reasonable request. This amount of money is not a big amount to you."
Mr. G hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Okay, I will let the courier who brought the things contact you later, and you must protect his safety."
"make a deal."