Shen Kong stepped forward quickly and quickly cut the rope binding Han Li's hands and feet with an old saber. He expertly tied the rope tightly to Han Li's thigh to stop the bleeding.
While treating Han Li's wounds, he gritted his teeth and asked:
"How is this going?"
There is still no emotion in the system’s voice:
"It is the original trajectory of the world that operates, and it will do its best to bring the character's destiny back to the original route. As an intelligent assistant, I suggest you try not to fight it, but to conduct ideological and moral education on the villain on the premise of complying with it. Influence…”
"Why?" Shen Kong's voice contained no emotion or anger.
"First, it is too difficult to change the fate of the characters. Even if the three-view corrector makes efforts, it will be offset to the greatest extent, which is basically a waste of effort. Second, if you really succeed in changing the trajectory of the world, it will also lead to subsequent changes. The subsequent plot is unpredictable, and the subsequent progress will also be detrimental to your mission. The villain will not die before the plot begins, so I suggest that simply stopping the bleeding is enough, and you can use it after he wakes up. Tender and caring for him..."
Shen Kong interrupted: "So... you suggest that I don't do anything? Let him be disabled?"
The system answered affirmatively: "Yes."
Shen Kong smiled instead of angry. He examined Han Li's pale face for a while, then put his hand through the crook of his leg and hugged Han Li.
He asked: "Where is the nearest hospital?"
There was a very obvious doubt in the system's mechanical voice: "I thought you wouldn't mind?"
Shen Kong sneered coldly, with a hint of sarcasm on his brows and eyes: "I just hate your hypocrisy of wanting to change the fate of characters and being timid and hesitant."
The system was silent for a while. Before Shen Kong lost his patience, he heard the ding of the mobile phone he picked up.
He turned on the screen and saw that the GPS updated an address.
The system's voice sounded again: "The nearest hospital is twenty kilometers away, but the village at the foot of the mountain happens to be the place where one of the gangs sells their stolen goods. There are many underground doctors with excellent skills. This is the address of the orthopedic surgeon."
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The dark night was quiet and heavy, as if it were woven from millions of dreams.
Dr. Chen was sleeping deeply. Suddenly, he felt a chill running down his spine in his sleep, causing him to wake up instantly. The cold hard metal was pressing against his forehead, and the strong smell of blood lingered at the end of his nose.
In the deep darkness, a low whisper came to my ears:
"follow me."
He has been an underground doctor for a long time. Although this kind of thing is rare, it is not unheard of. Dr. Chen calmed down quickly. He got out of bed and followed the man's guidance and walked out.
The night light turned on in the living room gave off a faint light, illuminating the pale boy on the sofa.
The muzzle of the gun pressed against his forehead came a little closer, and the man's cold and threatening voice sounded:
"Save him, money is not an issue."
In the next ten minutes, Dr. Chen hurriedly woke up his assistant and pushed the unconscious Han Li into the underground operating room.
Shen Kong sat cross-legged in the doctor's living room, bored, playing with the disposable phone in his palm without interest.
The system asked without warning: "You know you only have the forty-five yuan that you got from the kidnapper, right?"
Shen Kong nodded.
System: "... Then you just said that money is not an issue?"
Shen Kong stretched out and sank into the soft sofa: "Yes, what's the problem if you don't have money?"
system:"… "
"You're kidding." Shen Kong frowned.
He stood up, then walked unsteadily to his desk, turned on the computer on the desk without anyone noticing, and then started typing skillfully on the keyboard. But after a few minutes, Shen Kong's expression slowly became serious. He frowned and asked in his mind:
"I remember you said that this kidnapping was planned by the step-in-law of the Han family, right?"
The system quickly replied: "Yes."
Shen Kong tapped the table with his fingertips thoughtfully and said: "There is a newly opened overseas account under the kidnapper's fake identity. There is 8 million US dollars in the account. The balance should not be paid before Han Li is confirmed to be dead. It will be deposited, so the amount inside should be just a deposit, and the Han family's step-brother's family background is not outstanding. Even if he joins a wealthy family, it is really not easy to spend such a large sum of money at once without attracting attention. Easy, so I checked the source of the funds..."
He narrowed his eyes slightly: "Although I used multiple overseas accounts to confuse the public, and the techniques were very subtle and subtle, I still found the original transfer point."
On the computer screen, a few small black words were shocking:
Han Holdings.
——This money was remitted by a subsidiary of the Han family, and it was still in the company's flow.
This matter suddenly became not so simple, because this shows that behind the step-sibling's murder, it is most likely the tacit approval of the head of the Han family, and if you think about it in the plot, not long after Han Li's accident, his Something happened to her mother's family, and the Han family, which had been dormant for a long time, was devoured by the Han family. Perhaps Han Li's kidnapping was not an ordinary wealthy family's fight for favor, but a conspiracy that involved many people and had been planned for a long time.
There was silence on the other side of the system.
Shen Kong narrowed his eyes and did not continue to ask, but quickly emptied the amount in the account in batches.
After erasing all the traces he left behind and confirming that he would not be tracked, he turned off the computer, yawned, returned to his previous careless and lazy look, and then slowly sat back on the sofa. .
The waiting time seems extremely long
Although Shen Kong knew that the operation would take a long time, he did not expect that the operation would last a full nine hours and forty minutes.
The midday sun had slowly climbed up to the window sill, and the light spots on the ground slowly turned into a deep warm golden color. Only then did the thick iron door of the basement finally let out a harsh roar, breaking the almost false tranquility in the room.
Dr. Chen walked towards Shen Kong and took off the mask on his face. There were still a few drops of solidified blood on his glasses. He stood still in front of Shen Kong, his expression half solemn and half tired:
"The situation is a bit complicated... The location of the bullet is very tricky. I have tried my best to repair the damaged joints in the leg. It is likely to leave serious sequelae. As for the specific situation, it depends on follow-up observation... "
Shen Kong interrupted him abruptly: "Will he be disabled?"
Dr. Chen was stunned by his question, and replied hesitantly: "Well, it depends on your definition of disability. If it is paralysis or amputation, then it probably won't happen, but there is nothing that can be done about functional impairment and walking difficulty. Avoided."
Shen Kong nodded, reached into his pocket and took out the deflated box of cigarettes, took one out and held it to his lips.
This should be the best result.
After all, in the so-called "plot" transmitted to him by the system, Han Li's legs were paralyzed and he had to rely on a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Now it is just a walking obstacle, which is already a very big change to his original destiny. This almost confirms Shen Li's fate. A conjecture that Sora is trying to prove——
He lowered his head slightly and lit the cigarette on his lips with the lighter he had brought from the bedside table.
A bit of orange-red light lit up, the edges of the charred paper roll were licked by the firelight, and the light cyan smoke blurred his facial features.
Shen Kong held the cigarette between his fingers, looked up at Dr. Chen, and asked, "Where is he?"
"follow me."
Dr. Chen turned around and walked in the direction he came from. The two of them walked down the stairs one after the other. The basement was much larger than Shen Kong had guessed. It not only had a fully equipped sterilization room and operating room, but also a There were two relatively simple nursing wards, and Han Li was lying in one of them.
His eyes were closed tightly, and his face was bloodless. His face almost blended into the pale pillow. His thin body was almost swallowed up by the sheets and quilt. The bulges of the quilt were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Only the ticking machine beside the bed was clearly visible. Signs of his life.
Shen Kong looked away, holding a cigarette in his mouth. He lowered his head and pulled out a piece of paper with a calm expression. He wrote a series of numbers on it smoothly, and then handed it to Dr. Chen:
"There are 2 million in the card, and I will pay you the other half when I leave."
Dr. Chen took the note in a hurry. While he was still dazed, Shen Kong continued:
"Does he need any special care next?"
Dr. Chen was stunned for half a second before he stuttered and replied: "Well... all that's left is to change the dressing and prevent infection, as well as some routine daily care... "
"Then I suggest you leave your medicines, daily necessities and operating instructions, and then go out and stay for two more days." Shen Kong put out the cigarette butt and smiled sideways: "This place may become a little... messy next."
Looking at Dr. Chen's hurried away figure, the smile on Shen Kong's lips melted away like ice and snow under the sun, leaving only a determined and cold look.
The system finally couldn't help but asked: "What on earth do you want to do?"
Although we only got along with each other for just one day, the system has already felt the indescribable difficulties. Among all the correction officers it serves, Shen Kong is the most elusive. He does not follow the rules or follow the routines, and looks tired and unorganized. He looked like he didn't care about anything, but he seemed to have a clear understanding of the situation in his heart, making him completely unable to figure out what he wanted to do next.
Shen Kong pulled up a chair and sat in front of the hospital bed, with his feet on the bed and said calmly:
"All the money in the account has been withdrawn, but I have not made any payment. According to the power of the Han family, they should be able to find out my current location soon. If my previous guess is correct, they will send someone to do it soon. Finishing work is done.”
Shen Kong paused and comforted him kindly:
"But it doesn't matter. I just need to wait until his grandfather's people get here."
system:"???"
Shen Kong raised his hand and shook the screen of his phone. There was a message that had just been sent:
Bring 8 million to buy your grandson's life. Address: xxx
system:"… "
This, this looks like a blackmail message.