I just got used to the darkness, and such a bright light suddenly illuminated my eyes, but at this moment, Luo Ze's shaking body finally couldn't hold on anymore, and in the screams of the strong son, he fell.
"Team Locke" "Uh" Even though my eyes were closed, my body was still perceived by spiritual sense, and I bent down at the first moment and pressed my back against him.
"Hadron, help" I clasped my hands behind my back, gritted my teeth and shouted at him, hunching an unconscious man that would weigh twice as much as it would have weighed when he had been awake.
"Su Ran, you carry it, I'll help you."
Qiangzi squinted and ran behind me, carrying Luo Ze's body towards me, but at that moment, the dark gray metal door in front of us made a muffled sound, causing me to try to raise my neck to look there.
An old man in an inky tunic walked in through the crack in the open door and looked at us in amazement.
"You guys, how are you in there?"
"Help first" This old man looks a little familiar, but the weight of Luo Ze's body makes me have no time to think about where this familiarity comes from at this time.
He walked quickly to my side, leaned in front of Luo Ze's face and looked at it, and said in a deep voice, "You get up and give me the person." ” "Are you okay?"
Although my half-squatting calves were a little trembling from the weight of this, I still hesitated a little when I heard him say this, after all, he didn't even look like he was even 1.7 meters tall, and it seemed that his strength was obviously not much greater than mine.
"Hurry up, and the ink will be hung up for a while, Luo Qing will work hard with you when he comes back" The old man's tone was displeased, he held Luo Ze's shoulder on the side, and at the same time beckoned to Qiangzi, "Come, force" Qiangzi is very cooperative, but I sighed at my judgment at this critical moment, it turns out that Qingyou is really called Luo Qing, but why does he never let someone he is familiar with call this name I can't figure it out.
We got out of here, and after closing the door cautiously, the old man walked with Luo Ze on his back, and while Qiangzi and I followed him, the familiar environment around me made me speechless for a while.
Okay, on the eighth floor, I said why is it dark there, there are no windows and no lights, and the ventilation is so good, dare to love the morgue As soon as we walked out of the elevator, several male nurses surrounded us, and skillfully took Luo Ze off the old man's back and lay him on the operating cart.
A group of people ran after the operating table, but only the doctors and nurse assistants who actually participated in the operation were able to enter the operating room, the old man, me, and Qiangzi were thrown outside.
After standing in front of the door for a while, the old man followed the phone and left, the operating door was separated by the sound inside, and the entire seventh floor was so quiet that only me and Qiangzi were left to cross the footsteps, and the breathing was rapid because of worry.
On the door of the operating room, the red light was dazzling.
We who have never understood these things, we don't know how long this operation will take, but after walking back and forth for more than ten laps and kicking the baseboard on the wall for more than ten minutes, the strong son pulled me to the side.
"Sit down for a while."
He said.
"Will Luo Ze be okay?"
I felt a slight pain in my throat as I spoke.
My voice was hoarse, and Qiangzi's eyes were full of comfort, but he forgot that my spiritual sense made me sensitive to people's mood fluctuations to the point that he could not imagine.
"Don't worry, he's measured."
He spoke, his eyes full of comfort and deep concern.
I know that asking him this is tantamount to asking in vain, but at the moment it is just the two of us, and what I am asking for is just a psychological comfort.
Nodding slightly, I was silent again.
I don't know how long it took, Qingyou came back with the old demon.
As soon as the elevator on the seventh floor sounded, Qiangzi and I turned our heads in unison to look at the end of the hallway, which was connected to the elevator hallway.
Two seconds later, hurried footsteps rang out.
Qingyou and the old demon were slightly disheveled, and after looking at the two of us, the speed at which they walked over could almost bring out an afterimage.
"How's it going?"
Kiyoyo rushed up to me and asked, "Has the doctor ever come out?"
"Nope."
I said truthfully, Qingyou asked, and I began to feel guilty again in my heart for teleporting Luo Ze to the morgue on the eighth floor, even if the military solution was not much crooked, but in the end, for the seriously injured, the morgue was not an auspicious place.
However, when Qingyou heard my words, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and he said, "It's okay, don't worry, it's been more than half an hour, and the rescue can't be saved, Dr.
Tian should have come out and said it a long time ago." ” "Is that so," I tilted my head at the same time as the hadron.
"Do you think I'm going to lie to you with this kind of thing" Qingyou was even more surprised than the two of us, he pointed to the operating room, and said seriously: "The one inside is my brother, it's really dangerous, if you want to deceive, you will lie to me, why should I lie to you in this kind of thing." ” Qingyou's theory made me feel very strange, but if I think about it carefully, it does make sense, and his emotions do not fluctuate violently, so I struggled left and right, and my heart was not so nervous.
Having said that, this seems to be the first time that he has taken the initiative to mention his relationship with Luo Ze in front of everyone.
Thinking about it like this, I slowly remembered what Qingyou said just now: "Has it been more than half an hour?"
"Not really."
Qingyou raised his hand to look at his watch, and rubbed his head with his left hand, "To be exact, forty-six minutes have passed since you left." ” It's been so long, I looked at the little light at the end of the corridor and felt a little emotional, and in a deep breath, the exhaustion hidden in my body seemed to come up all at once, and I walked back to the position I just sat down, I tilted my head slightly and asked, "By the way, how is the situation on the black market?"
"That's it."
Qingyou took the old demon to sit on the opposite side and told us about the end of the black market.
Because there was a shootout during the arrest of black marketeers on the first floor, when the police and bandits were finally counted, the wounded were taken away by eight ambulances, not including Luo Ze.
However, Qingyou and the old demon were not interested in the people they caught on the first floor, and after they just mentioned it casually, they focused back on the few people we caught on the second basement floor.
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Qin Liangjun followed Luo Ze's order and brought Roshan No. 1 and No. 2 and Shen Facai back to the lock, Zhou Xingxing was temporarily taken home by a middle-aged policewoman in Luo Ze's team to take care of him because of the death of his parents and the fact that he was mentally unstable as a victim in this big case.
"Didn't you mention it to Qin Liangjun and bring this child back?"
For this, I am a little surprised, after all, Zhou Xingxing's identity and experience are there, since the black fork has already attacked him, no matter what the reason, he should not give up easily, so let him follow ordinary people home, will it be a little negligent "I asked, but they said it was a matter for someone else's team and I had no right to care."
Qingyou shrugged, his tone was flat and helpless, "But when Team Luo wakes up, I can mention it to them again to bring people over." ” That's right, I think of the identity of our group of people on the surface, and I'm a little helpless.
Zhou Xingxing's topic was quickly skipped, and Qingyou paved a few sentences, bringing the focus of our discussion to Shen Facai again.
Obviously, after being a black doctor for several years, Shen Fa only knew much more information than he told us, just like I saw with soul spying, he couldn't say a lot of it, he could only hide it in his heart.
"Shen Facai has been arrested, will that Lao Fan and Lao Yang get the news and run away in advance?"
I asked.
Qingyou leaned against the wall with his eyes narrowed slightly, and nodded: "It's very possible, but they shouldn't think of Shen Fa to sell them." ” "Well, especially Lao Fan, I shouldn't have expected it."
I thought of Lao Fan's face in my mind, which had been blurred to the point that only his eyes remained, sighed deeply, and pinned my hopes on the other side: "You mentioned this to them without Shen Facai's mobile phone, there should be the phone numbers of Lao Fan and Lao Yang." ” "I mentioned it to Qin Liangjun, but don't get your hopes up, the mobile phone they use to communicate with them generally won't leave any information for people to check."
Qing You said, a glimmer of light in the depths of his eyes, "Having said that, I think that after Shen Facai was arrested, the remaining two would be arrested by the black fork before we found them, after all, that old Fan said that the internal organs that the people above them wanted were not all sold." ” "Hiss" As soon as Qingyou said this, I gasped at the same time as Qiangzi.
Yes, this is what I saw and told them in Shen Facai's memory, if Qingyou hadn't mentioned it, I might have really forgotten about it.
I don't know how hot the underground organ trade is, but with the current level of technology, there will be no more than five people in the country who can be matched with successful visceral transplant needs in the next week.
Although it is said that these harvested organs can be refrigerated and preserved for a certain period of time, Black Fork and Hua Anguo are doing black business, and such a large number of human organs that cannot be sold immediately are obviously not done by the Black Chamber of Commerce.
So, what exactly do they want these things for?
They were all thinking in silence, and after I thought about it, my eyes began to turn on the faces of Qingyou and the old demon, did they know the answer to this question, and could I see something from their expressions.
However, when my eyes fell on Qingyou's face for the fourth time, he looked up at me, his face was extremely solemn, I was stunned, and when I was about to look away, he mentioned something that happened more than half a month ago in a deep manner.
"Su Ran, do you remember the day Zhang Zhongguo died, you mentioned it to us on the eighth floor after you came back" ytforiitfreeti0 t1706231537: