Vol 2 Chapter 85: Fake

Before Bai Chen and Long Yuehong could respond, Yan Miao sighed to himself:
"He is a second person, how can it be so easy to find a suitable heart? Even normal humans, it depends on luck! I have many customers who have waited for two or three years and have not waited for a suitable organ. Hehe, it will take longer. No, it basically means death before waiting, or use other methods.
"What are you looking for him for? He owes you a lot of money? He has cheated you? I don't think he looks like a character with any background. Although he looks very fierce, he is quite kind..."
Needless to say so much...Long Yuehong gradually felt a lot of mosquitoes buzzing in her ears.
Bai Chen nodded and said:
"Do you know where he lives?"
Yan Miao laughed:
"I want to know, but he doesn't want to say it.
"People who travel to and from the black market know that you must not reveal your true identity and residential address here. You can never imagine how many bad guys are hiding in Antan Street. Maybe it’s just a dog squatting on the side of the road and shit. I followed a certain hapless guy, threw him to the ground, dragged him into a secluded alley, and bit him to death as food."
This time, Long Yuehong didn't dislike Yan Miao talking too much, because it was still interesting.
Above the dust, there are many aberrant creatures, and a dog can also be very dangerous.
In the Green Olive District, stray animals are the food in the eyes of the residents, and a dog really can't survive without the skills.
Bai Chen turned to ask:
"Can you buy his matching materials?"
Yan Miao put away his grinning expression and said solemnly:
"It's not like you've come to Antan Na Street for the first time. You should have heard of me. Don't you know that I can become a well-known organ merchant in the original city, relying on strict mouth and keeping promises?"
Having said that, he smiled again:
"Even if I want to pit you, I will pit it clearly, and it will make you willing."
Bai Chen ended the topic and asked about the irregular organ merchants in the original city.
After leaving the underground black market, Long Yuehong sighed:
"Old Han's life is really bad."
Since Yan Miao can say "second person", "heart" and other key words, he can confirm that the other party has actually met Han Wanghuo.
And in the most active place of organ trading, Han Wanghuo failed to match the model successfully. Other channels can be imagined.
"There are also us, and the mechanical heart." Bai Chen said calmly.
Eugene, the slave trader who caught her, had transplanted an artificial heart that was more of a mechanical type.
Although this technology seems to have many problems and will have various sequelae, it is completely enough to maintain life and even gain explosive power beyond ordinary people.
Isn't it expensive and regulated? Even the leader of the slave trap, Eugene, can only find cheap workshops to transplant irregular products? Long Yuehong muttered in her heart, without saying anything.
Although Bai Chen seemed to have walked out of that period of time, he still felt that the name Eugene should be mentioned as little as possible.
He had nothing to say and asked:
"That organ dealer shouldn't lie, what do you think?"
Bai Chen glanced at him and said:
"I can only be sure that Han Wanghuo has approached him and talked about heart transplantation. I don't know if the others are true or not.
"But I have noticed one thing. When he observes us or wants to cover up, he talks a lot.
"In short, we still stare at him while taking care of other organ merchants."
"Good." Long Yuehong was still very proactive in finding Han Wanghuo.
The underground black market belongs to the part of Yan Miao.
The organ dealer turned his body, walked to the back room, and knocked gently on the door.
"It's time to come out," he said with a smile.
With a creak, the door opened, and a tall, thin man walked out.
He keeps his head, his white eyes are yellow, his eyebrows are messy, and his face has two scars. He looks fierce, and it is Han Wangcun that the "old tune group" is looking for.
Looking at the road leading to the exit of the black market, Han Wang, carrying a rifle, breathed out inaudibly.
"The enemy?" Yan Miao asked with a smile.
Han Wanghuo shook his head:
"A few friends I met before."
"Then why didn't you see them?" Yan Miao looked curious.
Han Wanghuo simply replied:
"You don't need to know."
Yan Miao said "Heh":
"If it weren't for my kindness and let you hide in the room, you would have been discovered by them. What's so bad about it? It's nothing more than not wanting to drag friends, not wanting to see friends in the way they are, everyone is just a superficial friend, etc... "
Han Wanghuo remained silent and did not answer, and waited until Yan Miao finished talking.
Yan Miao didn't bother with this matter either, and instead said:
"Why are you here today?
"How can the matching be so fast? You have to take a while to open a machine! Do you dare to believe the matching report that is made in a day? You have a heart transplant. If something goes wrong with it, you can even the operating table. I can’t do it anymore, ah, yes, you have to prepay my intermediary fees at that time, I don’t want to charge the dead..."
After nagging for a while, Yan Miao suddenly smiled:
"But this time the hope is great. There happens to be a person who volunteers to sell the heart is very similar to your situation, maybe it can be matched successfully."
"Why do you say it looks alike?" Han Wanghuo's tone was vaguely expectant.
Yan Miao smiled and said:
"She, yes, a woman, originally a normal person, was later infected in the wasteland of the North Bank, and there was a certain distortion, and this was mainly in the heart.
"She also suffered from some kind of illness, which is almost terminally ill.
"Don't worry, she has no heart problems and can be transplanted, but she has a request, which is why she is willing to sell her own organs."
Han Wanghuo listened quietly and asked:
"any request?"
"I can't say now, wait until the matching is successful, and you will talk again when you meet. I can only remind you that the difficulty is a bit high." Yan Miao briefly brought the topic forward.
He followed and looked at the direction of the black market exit:
"Really don't go to meet those friends? I think they are doing pretty well, and they have some strength. I should be able to help a little bit later."
Han Wanghuo was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head:
"No need to."
...
In the Green Olive District, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao visited door to door with the information about the "no heart disease" epidemic that they had obtained before.
After being unable to narrow the scope and using the power off to force the small rush out, they returned to the original track, hoping to find clues from this "innocent disease" case.
Of course, the premise of all this is that "this outbreak of'unintentional disease' is related to Xiao Chong", but this may not be true.
"Hey..." Jiang Baimian lowered his head and glanced at the information in his hand. "It's all around. I think we are more dedicated than the sheriffs in these streets, but no one pays us a salary."
Shang Jianyao raised his hand and touched his chin, and learned Jiang Baimian's usual tone:
"You have to change your mind."
"How to change?" Jiang Baimian grunted, "We have investigated the direction of investigation."
"So we have to go beyond the routine and change the goal..." Shang Jianyao said very correct nonsense, but it didn't make any difference.
Jiang Baimian was startled:
"Change goals?
"That's right... Xiao Chong is not alone, no, he is alone, but he also has two pets, nightmare horse and sleeping cat."
Jiang Baimian looked sideways at Shang Jianyao, and said thoughtfully:
"Should we not find Xiao Chong for the time being, look for a nightmare horse or a sleeping cat?"
Papa, Shang Jian Yao clapped.
He then laughed:
"Nightmare horses and ghost cats don't stay at home every day. They all seem to like to go out for a stroll."
"Also, they are animals, and we humans have many ways to catch animals." Jiang Baimian's face gradually became bright.
Shang Jian Yao was equally excited:
"Yes, as long as you catch Qiao Chu, you can use him to seduce the Nightmare Horse!"
"..." Jiang Baimian's mouth moved slightly, "First of all, you have to find Qiao Chu."
The two paid attention to the small number of pedestrians, controlled the volume, and discussed how to catch a horse and a cat in the urban forest.
While they were talking, they returned to Rabe Street and saw the Ugo Hotel.
Jiang Baimian's heart moved, and a little smile appeared:
"I forgot that there is such a helper."
"I haven't made friends with Boss Ugo..." Shang Jianyao looked puzzled.
Jiang Baimian showed his signature smile:
"There is no need to'make friends', UU read www.ukanshu.com and we lure them to profit.
"Do you remember what abilities Boss Ugo possesses? Dream impact category!
"You said, would he be interested in nightmare horses?
"And there seems to be a secret sect organization behind him, there should be a lot of manpower, just to'help' find someone..."
Seeing that the expression in Shang Jianyao's eyes seemed a little strange, Jiang Baimian added subconsciously:
"This is not a use, a gentleman is not a stranger, he is also good at things!"
Shang Jian Yao suddenly realized:
"It turns out that the boss is a thing."
It is a tool.
"..." Jiang Baimian couldn't refute for a while.
Fortunately, Shang Jianyao didn't continue this topic, and instead said with emotion:
"This is called same-sex attraction."
"What the hell?" Jiang Baimian cursed with a smile, muttering to himself, "Awakened and deformed creatures in the same field may be attracted to each other..."
Having said that, she said for a few seconds "um":
"But we have to remind him how dangerous Xiao Chong is. Borrowing other people's power can't commit others to death."
"This is a friend, a friend..." Shang Jianyao almost sang, but Jiang Baimian stopped him in time.
The two quickly entered the hotel and saw Hugo, who was simply dressed, sitting at the front desk, calculating the latest bill.
"Boss, have you ever seen this kind of creature?" Jiang Baimian described the appearance of the nightmare horse.
Ugo glanced at her like a fool:
"Didn't you ask before?
"No."
Jiang Baimian took the opportunity to smile and said:
"Haha, the description last time was too simple and not detailed enough, so I wanted to ask again so as not to omit something.
"This distorted creature can affect human dreams, causing the target to die silently in sleep..."
Wu Ge's gazes at Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao suddenly solidified a little.