Chapter 604 Chapter 601 Suspicious Person (Part 1)

Zhuang Xuteng solved part of the problem, and new confusions also arose. In his heart, he had a vague feeling that the union of the four major companies was not simply for profit, and profit was not even the most important part of the whole thing. He had only discovered the tip of the iceberg. Compared with shadows and cars, the profit of social public work points is extremely low, or even no profit at all, and the money earned from shadows and cars needs to be invested.

"Unless the price of implants is reduced to the level of radios and televisions, it will be difficult for execution puppets to break even. And establishing social public work points and replacing manual labor with execution puppets will only extend working hours. The work efficiency of execution puppets is lower than that of ordinary workers, and it only has some advantages in the total amount of work. But can the increase in workload make up for the cost of establishing social public work points?"

Questions... So many questions...Zhuang Xuteng raised questions but didn't know how to solve them. If there is no solution, thinking is a waste of brain power, so he quickly stopped to avoid becoming like Kelly. After reviewing his thoughts a little, Zhuang Xuteng felt that the most interesting thing was the process of raising these questions. A mercenary shouldn't think about so many things that have nothing to do with commissions and making money, and his actual education level should not support such thinking.

These thoughts come from the knowledge left to him by the owner Qian of the White Flag Grocery Store. The articles on the stone pillar inspired Zhuang Xuteng and gave him the eyes to discover problems. What he lacks now is the method to solve the problem, and perhaps those articles will also have content about this.

So Zhuang Xuteng decided to prioritize practicing spells, mastering "Perceiving Multiple Tentacles", and studying hard when he ran out of mana. The problems of society must be very grand. Zhuang Xuteng actually has no confidence to really solve the problems. His greatest wish is to understand the ins and outs, think about the solution, and then hand over the problem-solving work to others. In real life, he should be more realistic and give priority to improving his strength. If he cannot deal with the threat of corporate enhancement, then all thinking is just a mirage.

"It's fine if I can't get into the industrial park. Most of it is production lines. Apart from satisfying curiosity, there's not much profit to be made. At most, I'll steal a full car of safety blue and then find a place to sell it. Besides, if I want to get this kind of reward, wouldn't it be a hundred times easier to intercept a car outside than to enter the park and steal a car and run away?"

After figuring this out, Zhuang Xuteng packed up and prepared to return to Peicheng. There were still a lot of things to do at home, not only to continue looking for Palovic, but also the middleman war that would start at an unknown time. He called the front desk and asked them to help book a business class ticket back to Peicheng. His phone received and displayed a text message in front of his field of vision: Situation 3, Mike.

Situation 1 means something happened, come back quickly to save lives; Situation 2 means that there are signs of danger and you need to return to prepare; Situation 3 means that the task assigned to Mike has made important progress and you need to contact as soon as possible to get new instructions.

The encrypted communication channel provided by Meteor to the mercenaries is based on communication base station technology. It can only cover the scope of Peicheng and cannot extend to the capital Constitution City. Mike was not a mercenary, but just a temporary assistant, so Zhuang Xuteng did not teach him the secret code and codeword. After thinking for a moment, he could only call directly, and the first sentence told him to be careful about his words, and the line was not encrypted at all.

"Uh... uh..." Mike hesitated for a moment and said, "I got some clues, maybe we can establish contact."

"I'll go back as soon as possible." Zhuang Xuteng immediately understood that there must be some progress in finding the Gardener Organization and Palovic, which is the most important thing at the moment.

"The sooner the better, because there may only be a six-hour window."

"I'll go as soon as possible." Zhuang Xuteng frowned and said, "Bring all the equipment and wait at the music restaurant. I'll contact you after I confirm the means of transportation."

Six hours, there is absolutely no hope by train, but if there is a sports car, it may be possible to maximize its performance. Zhuang Xuteng immediately called the front desk and said, "I need to return to Peicheng within four hours. Is there any way?"

"I can only take a plane, sir. Do you have a private plane?"

"No. But I can have one."

As soon as this was said, the hotel front desk knew that the guest of the "Prince Suite" was in a hurry and was willing to pay. "It's too late to buy a plane now, and it's also complicated to apply for a route. Sir, if you want, you can use the medical insurance service of gold level or above to achieve the result of a quick trip."

"Hmm? There is such a way? I have this level of medical insurance..." Zhuang Xuteng thought for a while and said, "Come up immediately and get this done face to face."

"Sir, wait a moment, I'll be there right away."

There are many scammers these days, but scammers can't get real gold-level medical insurance-unless they are the top scammers who have achieved success and made a lot of money. And face-to-face conversation is the favorite scene of the front desk clerk, which means that you can get a lot of tips. To make a living in a high-end hotel, abiding by rules and regulations and doing your job well are just the basics of the basics. Being able to help guests solve various needs is the most important way to survive in this industry.

Two employees, a man and a woman, knocked on Zhuang Xuteng's door within three minutes. The male employee who answered the phone before was responsible for the contact work, and the female employee carrying the box was responsible for doing the accounting and collecting money.

"Insurance of gold level and above can apply for emergency surgery and transport time-limited living implants by plane. They have the right to fly first and apply later, and the plane is on standby at any time. The cost of this kind of service is higher than that of a private plane..."

"How much is the total?" Zhuang Xuteng glanced at the clock and said.

The female employee showed the calculator to Zhuang Xuteng. It showed a seven-digit number starting with 1.

"Okay!" Zhuang Xuteng was afraid that once he bargained, the two people in front of him would back down and make the matter dirty. He had heard of similar things before, where mercenaries worried about money, but the broker who had control of the service channel saw through the reality. In the end, the money was lost and nothing was done.

Fortunately, a lot of the stolen goods he had snatched from the gang elders' houses had been cashed in, and the clean money that had been cleaned was continuously injected into his account. It would be no problem to swipe more than one million from the card. The woman opened the box and found eight different card readers neatly placed inside, belonging to several banks.

"Let's make arrangements, we won't be short of money." Even so, the male employee started calling after Zhuang Xuteng took out his card and swiped it for the first time.

Didi, didi... The woman swiped her card skillfully, bound the printed list and handed it to Zhuang Xuteng. She dared to risk her life to guarantee that the eight correct numbers would add up to the result she just showed. How much of it belongs to the insurance company's medical team, how much to their brokers, and how much to the hotel as dividends, Zhuang Xuteng doesn't know and is not interested. These people have their own circles, just like the mercenary-middlemen have their own circles. In fact, finding a middleman can solve this problem, and you may save money, but the advantage of expensive brokers is that they are more strict.

"Sir, the emergency helicopter has been launched and is expected to park on the top floor of the hotel in ten minutes. It will take you into the airport, where the high-speed plane from the medical center is waiting for you. All procedures will be completed automatically for you. During the entire process, except for raising No questions need to be answered, and I recommend saying nothing before taking off - this is to avoid getting into trouble."

The male employee motioned to Zhuang Xuteng to pack his things, and then explained: "If there is a random inspection, it means that the air traffic control personnel of the Constitutional Army are short of money. Don't worry, the flight team and the medical center will be responsible for settling the matter, and the Constitutional Army has no right to prevent the aircraft from taking off unless Someone is showing obvious flaws - which is why you'd better not say anything."

"After taking off, you can ask them to provide services, such as sitting more comfortably, covering yourself with blankets, etc. The plane is not as good as a passenger plane, so I can only ask you to be patient. They will fly at the fastest speed, so it won't take too long. "Excuse me, which airport are you going to land at?"

"The airport is too slow. I fly uptown, open the door, and jump right out."

A man and a woman stared with wide eyes, gasped, and showed surprised expressions. They were also professionals, so they immediately controlled their expressions and didn't ask any questions. Just like Zhuang Xuteng chose not to bargain in order not to show cowardice, they could not show any curiosity about "how do you jump out of a plane without dying?" Even if the customer wants to commit suicide by jumping out of a plane, it doesn't matter to them, especially if the customer has already paid.

All the money has been spent, and you can do whatever you want. Whether you have the ability to do it is a question on another level.

The man and woman accompanied Zhuang Xuteng in the elevator to the top floor, where the ambulance helicopter was landing. This kind of helicopter not only has the same full set of first aid equipment and emergency doctors as the ambulance, but also a four-person combat team, whose equipment configuration is between the police and the constitutional army. Constitution City, the capital, is full of company security forces, so there is no department like the Peicheng riot squad. But a large number of armed bodyguards at emergency centers can basically do the same job.

The helicopter landed steadily, the door opened, and the people inside stretched out their hands to drag Zhuang Xuteng up. "Pei Cheng?" he asked, Zhuang Xuteng nodded, but no one else on the plane said anything else.

To be honest, the helicopter ride was very uncomfortable. They were driving too hard, and there were many high-rise buildings in Constitution City, the capital, and the complex airflow launched surprise attacks at random. Helicopters were particularly sensitive to this. Fortunately, the pilot had no problem with showing off his skills. All his actions were to shorten the flight time. When he arrived near the airport, in order to avoid hitting other planes, he could only fly close to the airport and go around the private commercial apron.

He landed hard and touched the ground gently, demonstrating his superb flying skills. At least he was better than Go Gongdao when it came to landing. The hatch opened, and four armed bodyguards jumped out first, then formed a square formation to protect Zhuang Xuteng and an emergency doctor. The doctor was holding the implant storage box with an anxious look on his face, as if he was really transporting the living implant in an emergency.

Perhaps the action was too fast, and the air traffic control and airport military police of the Constitutional Army did not have time to react, so the drama of being questioned did not occur. Zhuang Xuteng boarded the plane and was assigned a seat near the front. The acting box was handed over first, placed on the side of the hatch, waited for three seconds, and then handed it out.

It is empty inside, and various documents and reports will be generated when the transfer of asset control rights is involved, so there is no need to actually take it away; however, there must be strict monitoring at the airport, and there will even be inspections afterwards, and there is a high probability that it will be contacted by the Constitutional Army air traffic control. The department is related, so there is still a show. Zhuang Xuteng sat in the front row, observing this mature industry with great interest. When other people's eyes turned to him, he also acted, putting on a series of expressions of anxiety, sadness and encouragement.

The plane immediately slid onto the runway, directly recharged its power, and soared bravely into the sky. Zhuang Xuteng will definitely use his sensing tentacles to check every corner of the plane, and of course he will also eavesdrop on the pilot's actions. Their forceful take-off action caused the airport staff to curse, but of course the scolding was useless. Everyone knew that they would fly like this again next time.

After entering level flight, you could move around in the cabin, and a pilot came over to confirm with Zhuang Xuteng whether he really wanted to open the door and jump out of the plane. "I have an implant, so I can't fall to death." Zhuang Xuteng confirmed that he would do his best to save time. "But if you give me a parachute, I won't object."

"There are no parachutes for human use, but there are parachutes for dropping supplies, which can be used." The pilot said: "At least use the parachute to slow down. When you are close to the ground, you are using your skills. It is best not to use that parachute to keep falling. To the ground..."

"Why?" Zhuang Xuteng asked.

"The parachute used for airdrops does not have the ability to adjust the direction, and it will follow the direction of the wind. Moreover, they are all outsourced, and whichever one is cheaper is used. As a result, its landing posture is very unstable, and many people have been killed. The pilot said: "The manufacturer blames the problem on the people waiting for the airdrop, saying that they are not professional enough and blame the cross wind on the ground. What I mean is, don't rely on the performance of the airdrop parachute."

Zhuang Xuteng smiled and then accepted the airdrop parachute. The pilot didn't ask for any extra money, which made him feel good. After two and a half hours of rapid flight, Peicheng appeared in the field of vision, and Zhuang Xuteng also arrived at the rear of the cabin under the arrangement of the pilot.

The plane slowed down and the tailgate opened. When it reached the edge of the upper city, they signaled to Zhuang Xuteng that he could jump. So he jumped out, and the parachute bag was pulled open and unfolded by the traction rope behind him. An upward force pulled Zhuang Xuteng violently, and he began to land slowly.

The plane transporting it closed its tailgate, turned slightly, and headed straight for the airport without any hesitation.

When he was close to the height of the building, Zhuang Xuteng cut off the parachute rope, used levitation to control the gliding trajectory, and headed towards the music restaurant.

Mike was still anxiously waiting for Zhuang Xuteng's call, while staring at the shrinking time window. Suddenly, Zhuang Xuteng appeared in front of him, standing steadily in the middle of the parking lot behind the music restaurant. He rubbed his eyes, feeling incredible, because there was no one in that place a second ago, he was sure.