On Antana Street, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen walked forward step by step.
The two returned to the safe house, and after Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao returned, they discussed it for a while and continued to work separately.
This time, Genova was driving a gray jeep and was waiting outside Rue Antana to answer.
- After killing "Father", the "Old Tuning Team" returned the red off-road car to the rental car company, found another one, and got a new one.
Antana Street is full of illegally built houses. The originally spacious street was squeezed so that it could barely accommodate two cars running side by side, and it was quite dark.
Long Yuehong just glanced at it casually, and through the glasses without lenses, he saw the balconies he had paid for, the bamboo poles drying clothes, the annexes that cut off the crosswalk, and the men strutting past with weapons.
—He bought the pair of glasses on Rabe Street. It was picked up by a relic hunter from a ruined city in the North Shore wasteland. Only the frame was left, and it was very cheap.
Anyway, for Long Yuehong, who has good eyesight, this is just a disguised prop, and it doesn't need to be too good.
"Just passing by, I really can't see that this is a black street where you can buy everything." Long Yuehong retracted her gaze and sighed with emotion.
Although there are gun shops, bars, casinos and other things here, they are not illegal in the first city. As long as they do not sell heavy weapons, psychotropic drugs and alcoholic beverages produced by non-designated companies, and do not illegally seize debtors, they will It will not be sealed by the "Hand of Order", at most it will pay the sheriff an extra hard fee.
-In the years before the new calendar, in order to ensure food supply, the "First City" issued a prohibition on alcohol and strictly enforced it. At the beginning, I don’t know how many gangsters fought each other in order to compete for the channel to brew spirits. But in the past ten years, the Prohibition Act has been relaxed a lot, allowing designated companies to purchase grain and brew alcoholic beverages.
Bai Chen pulled the thin scarf around his neck:
"It's a respect for the sheriff who is in charge of the surrounding neighborhood."
Long Yuehong nodded, pointed to the shops on both sides and said:
"Are we going to ask in turn?"
He and Bai Chen both carried a printed portrait of Han Wanghuo.
This is what Genava scanned Jiang Baimian's portrait of Han Wanghuo and revised the details. It is almost identical to the real person.
Bai Chen shook his head and explained briefly:
"Here, if you don't find the right person, you won't be able to ask anything, and you will even become the target of blackmail and deception by some people."
"Is that so..." While Long Yuehong was learning again, she felt that if Shang Jianyao was here, she would definitely say "Isn't this a good thing".
Make another profit!
He followed Bai Chen all the way to a gun shop that didn't even have a sign.
The owner of the gun shop is a grizzled old man who is taking care of a United 202 pistol.
"Old Reggie, you're not dead yet?" Bai Chen switched to the state of the former relic hunter.
Old Reggie raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at her and said:
"Maybe you're dead and I'm still alive."
Bai Chen took out the portrait of Han Wanghuo and slapped it on the table:
"Have you seen this man?"
Old Reggie said "ha":
"Next time you ask this kind of thing, I'll charge you."
That is to say, this time is still free? Long Yuehong was suddenly a little happy.
Old Reggie glanced at the portrait and shook his head:
"never seen it.
"The characteristics are not so obvious, who will remember?"
Bai Chen didn't ask more, put away the portrait, and walked out of the gun shop.
"Is this called a feature that is not obvious?" Long Yuehong glanced back and couldn't help complaining.
In addition to the yellowing of the whites of his eyes, Han Wanghuo also had two horizontal and vertical scars on his face.
"What he means is that he hasn't met him on the road, and people with similar appearances haven't tried to buy heavy weapons." Bai Chen said calmly, "Old Reggie is an underground meeting launched by weapons merchants in Antana Street. Chang, he said that if he didn't, it means that the purpose of Han Wang's acquisition here was not a weapon."
"Maybe Han Wanghuo just worked nearby and happened to pass by." Long Yuehong suggested another possibility.
Bai Chen shook his head:
"With Han Wang's insight and insight, as long as he passes by once, he will know that this street is not easy, and there are big problems. If there is no need to complete things in Antana Street, he will definitely choose to take a detour."
It should have been a long time since Han Wanghuo arrived in the first city, and it is unlikely that he passed through Antana Street for the first time during this time.
Then, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong went to bars, casinos, black markets and other places together, and asked different people the same question.
The answers they got were "never seen".
This shows that Han Wang did not get to Antana Street to gather intelligence, buy contraband, drink or gamble.
Of course, these options are only initially excluded, and there may be omissions.
"Now go to those black clinics and ask." Bai Chen said step by step.
"Yeah." Long Yuehong thought about it carefully and felt that Han Wanggao's chances of finding a doctor here are not small.
After all, even if Han Wanghuo didn't work as a relic hunter, he would probably be engaged in other risky occupations. Once he was injured, it was only natural to choose a black clinic based on his status as the next person.
Soon, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong entered a clinic that also had no sign.
The doctor at the clinic, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, leaned back in the chair and flipped through the newspapers that were out of date.
"What's wrong?" He glanced at the two of them.
Without any further ado, Bai Chen took out Han Wanghuo's portrait:
"Have you seen this man?"
The doctor watched it carefully for a few seconds, put down the newspaper, and said with a smile:
"I have a work ethic."
Bai Chen took out the 5 Ole banknotes and put them in front of him.
"Cough." The doctor cleared his throat and said, "He came to see me a few days ago. You know, on Antana Street, my medical skills are second, and no one dares to be the first."
Professional ethics
What professional ethics do those who open black clinics talk about
"Is he injured?" Long Yuehong asked with concern.
The doctor pushed up his glasses, shook his head and said:
"No, heart problems.
"You should be aware that when subhumans are physically deformed, they often have certain defects, so even if they are not killed, they rarely live to their prime.
"This person is born with a heart defect. As he grows older, the problem becomes more and more serious. Now it has reached a very obvious level. Unless a suitable heart can be found and replaced by surgery, he will only be able to live on drugs for only two years."
This... Long Yuehong suddenly sympathized with Han Wangsuo.
After working hard for so many years, working hard for the identity of a human being, after the dream was broken, I found that there was a big problem with my body, a big problem from the next person itself.
Misfortune often befalls those who are already unhappy.
Seeing that Bai Chen and Long Yuehong did not speak, the doctor took the banknotes and added:
"It is very difficult for the next person to find a suitable and non-rejective heart. If he is the only one left in their group, there is almost no hope."
"Do you know where he lives?" Bai Chen asked after a few seconds of silence.
The doctor shook his head:
"Who would ask this, a doctor in Rue Antana? Are you going to receive the inheritance
"Well, the medicine I prescribed for him lasts a month, and it's been a few days now."
After Bai Chen listened quietly, he simply replied:
"thanks."
…
In Wugo Hotel, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao's room.
"It's really miserable, even a bit fateful." Jiang Baimian sighed sincerely after listening to Han Wanghuo's current situation.
Shang Jianyao immediately asked:
"Can the company govern?"
Jiang Baimian recalled:
"If it's an ordinary human, it's not a big problem. Even if you don't have a suitable heart, the company can make it artificially, but it's related to people. I've been away from the scientific research field for too long, and I don't know the current results. Well, it should be possible in theory. , it just takes time to analyze the genes, and the risk is not small.”
"There is another way to let Lao Han upload his consciousness, become a mechanical monk, and get rid of the shackles of the flesh!" Shang Jianyao was suddenly excited.
He began to call Han Wangshou "Old Han".
Bai Chen also said:
"The 'First City' seems to have mechanical heart technology, but it's not that mature and it's very expensive."
"Well, how to do it specifically, I'll talk about it when I find Han Wanghuo." Jiang Baimian ended the topic.
The five members of the "Old Tune Group" discussed Xiaochong again.
"Looking for one building after another in that area, with our number of people, it may take more than half a month to complete." Jiang Baimian said the results of his discussion with Shang Jianyao, "Now we will see how to play after the power outage. How will Xiao Chong, who can't play the game, react?"
"I don't know when the next power outage will be..." Long Yuehong whispered.
"It seems that there will be a power outage tonight." Shang Jianyao was quite relieved.
Long Yuehong was already numb to this, and did not even have the thought to refute.
Of course, he also knows that the possibility of power outages is quite high tonight, because the Green Olive District often suffers from water and power outages.
Frequent water and power outages... While thinking about it, Long Yuehong flashed a flash of light and blurted out:
"If I'm Xiaochong, why should I choose a place to live where there are frequent power outages?"