With Chen Chen’s approval, the helicopter was ready, Qian Wenhuan went directly to the top floor, got on the plane, and immediately flew to Windhoek.

　　 More than an hour later, Qian Wenhuan saw the police officer Hodge, who was now living in the intensive care unit and was burned to the shape of a human.

　　 Across the glass, Qian Wenhuan, accompanied by the hospital dean, silently looked at the brightly lit intensive care unit, in which there was only one person wrapped in a mummy. First release https://(www) https://m/.x81zw./com/

　　 And because of the burnt hands and feet, the man's arms and legs have been amputated. If you don't pay attention, you can't even see that the person on the bed is alone.

　　 "Mr. Qian, this patient is Hodge."

At this time, the dean of Windhoek Hospital was accompanied by Qian Wenhuan and exclaimed, "He has been here for half a month and is struggling with death almost every day. To be honest, he can live to this day. It's already a miracle."

　　 "Is there no hope of cure on your side?"

　　 Qian Wenhuan looked at the inside of the glass window with a calm expression.

　　 "No, the patient's wound has started to deteriorate a few days ago."

The dean shook his head, "His external defense system has completely collapsed, the trachea is damaged, the lungs are damaged, and the internal defense system has begun to be on the verge of collapse. It is basically the matter of these two days. Pull him back from the death line."

　　 Qian Wenhuan glanced at the other person, but the dean pretended not to know, but he laughed, "What are you going to do, Mr. Qian?"

　　 "I want to meet Hodge's family, please introduce him to Mr. Dean."

　　 Qian Wenhuan said solemnly.

　　 "Well..."

　　 The dean hesitated for a while, showing embarrassment, "My side may not be very good. After all, this is the privacy of patients. As a company, if you..."

Before finishing talking, Qian Wenhuan looked directly at the secretary behind him. The secretary nodded and took out his cell phone to make a call? Then he said? "Mr. Qian, Hodge's father is on his way to the hospital now? It's three minutes away Arrived."

　　 "Go? Let's go to see him on the first floor."

　　 Qian Wenhuan turned around and left, leaving only the dean, who looked uncertain, and a group of doctors standing outside the intensive care unit.

　　 "The hospital, the dean?"

　　 asked a doctor stutteringly.

　　 "Let's go down too!"

　　 Dean snorted coldly? Following Qian Wenhuan, he walked towards the first floor.

　　 There are only four floors in the hospital? As the ICU, the ward is located on the top floor. It took only two to three minutes to walk down from the fourth floor.

　　 Soon, Qian Wenhuan saw this Hodge's father at the gate.

　　 Hodge is only twenty-four years old. Younger than the previous two eligible targets, the only luck is that he is the son of a wealthy white businessman in Windhoek.

　　 What if he is just the son of an ordinary Namibian citizen? I am afraid that he can't afford to live in the intensive care unit at all, and he was buried long ago.

　　 However, according to the information, although Hodge’s father is a wealthy businessman, he is actually only slightly richer than ordinary people. The intensive care unit treatment in the past half month has almost made him unable to support.

　　 But when he learned that Blacklight Technology was coming? He was willing to treat his son for free, but the white rich businessman was puzzled? He finally showed a relieved look.

"Mr. William, we already know about your son's situation at Blacklight Technology? If you agree, we can transfer him to the Life Science City? Give your son a full medical treatment? Can even install the most advanced bionic prosthetic on the market? Let him return to the police post."

　　 The secretary next to Qian Wenhuan took out a prepared contract and handed it to the other party. The contract had more than 50 pages, and there were more than 1,000 regulations.

　　Looking at the contract in his hand, the white rich businessman seemed to understand something. He looked serious, "Just tell me, what is your purpose, and what do you need us to do?"

　　 "We are currently developing some new bionic technologies that require people to try them on. Such people cannot be normal people, but disabled."

Qian Wenhuan did not speak, and the secretary beside him said directly, "This is our purpose, and what you have to do is actually very simple, that is to move to live in the Life Sciences City, but in order to make up for your loss, we will treat you The relocation is subsidized, and we can also take care of it in business."

　　 "I... I need to think about it."

　　 The wealthy businessman opened his mouth, seeming to be a little excited, but he was still hesitant, "I need to find a lawyer to help me see this contract."

　　 "There is no time for Mr. William!"

The secretary suddenly increased the volume and said sternly, "Hodge has shown signs of infection in the wound now. Do you know how long your son can last? He may not be able to last for a day. You hesitate so much, do you think Is there any conspiracy in our company?"

"okay then."

　　The wealthy businessman felt tight, so he had to agree, and at the same time gritted his teeth and directly signed his name on the "Party B" position.

At this moment, everyone from the hospital also arrived in front of Qian Wenhuan. Hearing the persuasion of Qian Wenhuan’s secretary, the director said with a gloomy expression, “Mr. Qian, I’m afraid it’s not possible, because Mr. The impact of the transfer, do you think Hodge's injury can withstand four or five hours of bumps?"

　　 "There is no need to worry about Mr. Dean at this point. Our Life Science City eliminated ambulances as early as six months ago, and now we have been using medical helicopters."

　　 Qian Wenhuan said lightly, and then took the contract handed back by the rich businessman, and left the hospital with the secretary and bodyguard without looking back.

　　 "President Qian, the dean dared to stop us, do you need me to send someone to teach him?"

　　 As soon as he left the house, the secretary lowered his voice and asked.

　　 "No need."

　　 Qian Wenhuan shook his head, "This kind of hostile people is very common in Namibia. After all, we have seized a lot of resources and markets in Namibia, and the locals naturally don't look good to us."

　　 "Then let's forget it?"

　　 The secretary nodded and relaxed.

　　 "Forget it, call the Minister of Health and let him find a reason to remove the director of this hospital."

　　 Qian Wenhuan waved his hand and said calmly.

　　Secretary: "……"

　　 sent a notice to the Life Science City to send a medical helicopter to pick up the people, and Qian Wenhuan and his party found the second target family.

　　 This is a low bungalow on the outskirts of Windhoek.

　　 Although it is the capital, the suburbs of Windhoek are mostly bungalows made of stones. Although they are not as prosperous as the urban area, they are at least a little better than those in the slums.

　　 However, compared to the other bungalows along the way, this bungalow is undoubtedly more desolate. Most of the red paint on the door has fallen off, exposing the bare door panels, and the doorway is even more messy. Obviously, life is not satisfactory.

　　 Without waiting for Qian Wenhuan to get out of the car, the bodyguard who had been following walked down and knocked on the door of this house.

About half a minute later, just when the bodyguard was a little impatient and thought there was no one in the room, he finally heard a footstep from far and near, and then the wooden door opened with a creak. A rough, dirty black man The woman appeared inside the door, and behind her, there were two mulatto children who were four or five years old.

　　 The two children poked their heads out behind their mother, looking at Qian Wenhuan and the crowd with some curiosity and fear.

　　 "Let's find Mr. Brooke."

　　The secretary spoke for Qian Wenhuan, "Don't you know he is at home?"

　　 "Please come in..."

　　 The woman was stunned, and then she moved away from her body, letting everyone walk in.

　　 As soon as they entered the room, Qian Wenhuan and the secretary frowned at the same time, because there was a pungent stench in the room, as if it was not a private house, but a public toilet.

　　 And it’s still the kind of dry toilet.

　　 followed the woman to the innermost room. Finally, Qian Wenhuan and others saw the goal of their trip, a plump, sloppy man.

　　 The color of the bedding under the man’s body has long been unclear, and he was lying on the bed like a mountain of meat lying there, without the hard lines and sharp eyes in the materials, and some were just dead numbness.

　　 And what’s even more frightening is that although the man’s face and body are extremely fat, his limbs are shrunken like bones. At first glance, it looks like four toothpicks are stuck in a mass of flesh...

　　 Smelling the disgusting smell coming from the man, the secretary resisted the discomfort and said, "Mr. Brooke, are we? We are from Blacklight Technology. This is our general manager, Mr. Qian Wenhuan..."

　　The secretary waited for a while, but the man in front of him still did not respond. He had to continue, "We want to sign a contract with you, and if you agree, we can make a reform of you..."

　　 But until this time, the man still did not move, even his eyes did not move.

　　 "Long ago, he was like this."

Just when the secretary was at a loss, the voice of the black woman suddenly came from behind a few people. Her voice was calm, as if talking about a stranger, "I tried it. No matter what happens outside, he will There is no response, he is dead, mentally dead." The full text of the article is the fastest んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/

Qian Wenhuan glanced at the woman, then stepped forward and squatted directly beside the man’s bed, "Mr. Brook, I know you can hear our words, so we won’t say more nonsense if I Say, can we make you stand up again?"

　　 But, even so, the man still did not move. If the other party hadn't opened his eyes and could see the chest rise and fall, everyone would think that the other party was just a corpse.

　　 Seeing the man still did not move, Qian Wenhuan finally shook his head and prepared to turn and leave.

　　 But, when he turned around, a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him, "Is it true what you said?"

　　 "Of course it is true, Mr. Brooke."

　　 Qian Wenhuan turned his head and showed a meaningful smile, "But the only requirement is that you need to sacrifice something."

　　 "I have nothing to give up."

　　 Brooke slowly raised his head, as if there was something trembling in his gray pupils, "As long as I can stand up, I can give everything for it..."

　　 A few minutes later, Qian Wenhuan and the others walked out of the room, because Brooke easily signed the contract.

　　 Two of the three goals have been achieved~lightnovelpub.net~ Then, there is only one goal left.

　　 But the remaining target is not in Windhoek, the capital of Namibia, but in a small village farther away.

　　 So Qian Wenhuan took the helicopter again and hurried towards the village of Neham, a hundred kilometers away.

　　 This time, it took two hours for several people to find the black detective named Bray.

As a native of Namibia, this man named Bray has completely lost his mobility after being cut off by a trafficker D. However, he did not sink and give up like the previous Brooke, but found a new job—— Weaving straw ropes and fishing nets.

　　 With his flexible mouth, Bray can sit at the table throughout the afternoon and weave a few meters of straw rope. Of course, the premise is that someone can put the raw material of the straw rope in front of him.

　　 With this job, he lives with his parents and has a job that can make a living.

　　 "Who are you people, was the police sent me to solve my physical problems?"

"Oh please, how many times have I said that the police station please send me a woman, if it is a white sister, it would be best, even if there is no white sister, a black aunt will do, but they send me every time A bunch of big guys?"

　　 "Damn it, don't I have to keep my chrysanthemums? The dealer who cut off my limbs let go of my cattle, but you guys want to **** my chrysanthemums?"

　　 Looking at the black man sitting on the stone bench with a row of straw ropes in front of him, Qian Wenhuan's secretary couldn't help being a little surprised.