Chapter 627 Chapter 624 Solutions for Lack of Professional Knowledge

If he hadn't seen the company turn corpses into ingredients for making safety blue in the underground bunker factory, and hadn't witnessed the experiment of locking living people in jars and trying to turn them into permanent brain power providers for execution puppets, Zhuang Xuteng would not have thought of the terrifying possibility of "head replacement". Just as those things once entered the brain would permanently change people's views and would never be forgotten, the idea of ​​"head replacement" became a deep imprint after it appeared, constantly burning Zhuang Xuteng's mind and soul.

We must find a way to verify it, whether it is to prove or disprove it.

"We have to use forensic equipment to see if this head and body are the same person."

This is the best way at present, the only solution that can solve their doubts. "You can contact Dr. Jiang," Ge Gongdao suggested: "He has all the equipment there, and he used our implants, so he dare not act rashly."

"But his place is not safe." Zhuang Xuteng looked away from Tata's face to calm himself down. "Mike Lebedev is a spy of Dingxin Mochuang Company. He has seen us in Dr. Jiang's hospital - the one who was covered in black and had a complete disguise."

"That guy is a spy of the company? Hiss... That's different. It's possible that Dr. Jiang's underground hospital is under surveillance. The company is not ignoring it, but just waiting for an opportunity."

Zhuang Xuteng nodded and said, "We don't know how much Mike has said yet, and we don't know whether Jiang Pazu has also leaked the secret. But judging from the way the company dealt with us, at least your installation of a high-speed, high-burst implant has not been exposed. And he shouldn't know about my high-speed, high-burst implant."

Ge Gongdao frowned and thought. He needed to re-evaluate the risk of Dr. Jiang leaking secrets. After a while, he asked, "Then how do we deal with this old man now?"

"I'll ask Morgana if she can handle this kind of thing. She knows a lot, and I don't think it's too difficult to distinguish identities."

Just as Zhuang Xuteng was about to call Morgana, Ge Gongdao stopped him. "We two jumped out to divert the pressure. If we involve Morgana and the others at this time, wouldn't it be a step backward? There are risks on Dr. Jiang's side, but the risks only fall on our shoulders. Just bear it!"

Both options have their own risks, and there is no obvious difference between them. Since Ge Gongdao thinks that finding Dr. Jiang Pazu is a better choice, Zhuang Xuteng has no objection. "Should we go find him now, or let Jeremy speak first? The assassination operation of the special department will take about ten hours. Getting intelligence before that will make us more proactive."

"Jeremy is very tight-lipped. He thinks he is a member of the company and is not afraid of us 'common people' - these are his original words, I didn't exaggerate at all." Ge Gongdao said: "Bribery is ineffective, and coercion will only make him curse more fiercely. To be honest, I don't expect to get information from this guy."

"Do you want to try it instead?" Zhuang Xuteng clenched his fist and said.

"Okay, I just need to contact Jiang Pazu through an intermediary, pretending to make an appointment for implant maintenance, to see when he is in the hospital. You can have fun if you want, it doesn't matter if you kill him." Ge Gongdao looked at the unconscious Tata and said, "It would be great if Otter was still here, he is the best at torture."

"It's too early to say that now. By the way, I'll take him in with me, just in time to use him as a prop." Zhuang Xuteng dragged Tata into the black room, put on a breathing mask for him, and connected him to an oxygen tank. After the metal door closed, he took off the restrictor that was plugging Jeremy's mouth.

"Five hundred million scarecrow Nike? You are completely different from the photo, you have changed your appearance, right? You have great skills. If you hadn't acted with Ge Gongdao, I wouldn't have recognized you." Jeremy spit out blood from his mouth while speaking. He had been beaten up by Ge Gongdao, and his body was covered with wounds, but it didn't affect his contemptuous look at Zhuang Xuteng in the eyes.

"Why did you murder Ge Gongdao?" Zhuang Xuteng said as he took out a can of oxygen from the box, unscrewed the valve, and let it slowly spray out. He was small in size, consumed less than Ge Gongdao, and had enhanced and backup lungs, so he was less in need of an oxygen mask. He put the oxygen tank on the ground, closer to himself, and said, "The only thing I can't figure out is: why did you kill Ge Gongdao?"

"None of your business." Jeremy had just finished speaking when he felt a black shadow passing in front of his eyes, followed by severe pain in his arms and face. He found that he had fallen to the ground without knowing when, and everything in front of him was shaking constantly. The only thing that was stable was the severe pain from his arm.

He tried to move his neck and look at the source of the pain, and then he found that his right arm was broken, and there was an extra bend between the shoulder and elbow, and the pain came from there. He then looked up at Zhuang Xuteng, and before he could say anything, another black shadow attacked him and he fell to the ground again.

"Crack!" Jeremy spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were still full of resentment. Zhuang Xuteng didn't care. He grabbed Jeremy's collar with both hands, lifted him up along with the chair, and put him in the right position. Then, without saying a word, he continued to beat him.

Zhuang Xuteng made improvements after not controlling the strength of the first two punches, so the subsequent blows would not overturn the chair. No matter how Jeremy yelled and cursed, Zhuang Xuteng just beat him, punch after punch, almost without stopping. He released the suppressed anger when he was suppressed, humiliated and threatened by the company in an orderly and measured way, and replaced it with Jeremy's necrotic nerve endings and completely comminuted fractures of his limbs.

After beating for fifteen minutes, the only bones in Jeremy's body that could move were his torso and head. Zhuang Xuteng stopped temporarily, wiped his hands, and then stood in front of Jeremy and looked up and down.

Jeremy tried to raise his head and look at Zhuang Xuteng. He was almost in pain, but he knew he was dead. No matter whether it was Nike or Ge Gongdao, since they had already done this, it would be impossible for them to let him go back. Once he leaked the company's secrets and made the subsequent actions of these two people a great success, once the company investigated the source of the leak, many people would suffer because of him, which he would rather die than endure.

If no one comes to save him, he would rather die quickly.

This idea is not difficult to guess, but how to crack it is difficult. Zhuang Xuteng is not an expert in this area. He has only one stupid way: beat him. As long as he can't kill him, beat him to death.

So he squatted down, rubbed Jeremy's body bit by bit, and observed his injuries with his touch skills and perspective eyes. During this period, Jeremy scolded him, cursed him, and sweared at him. Zhuang Xuteng would also be angry, but his way to vent his anger was still fists, so he still had to do what he had to do.

Soon, he started the second round of boxing, and the rain-like fists fell on Jeremy's limbs, which actually made the nerves that were already somewhat paralyzed feel severe pain again. Zhuang Xuteng was very bad. When he was rubbing just now, his fingers had been moving along the direction of the nerves, repairing the damage to this part first, and partially restoring the function of the nerves, so that he could create pain again. Since the total amount of repair was relatively small, he could bear it himself, and there was a Tata next to him, so he could also help.

By the third round, Jeremy had stopped cursing. He thought that Nike, the 500 million scarecrow, was a psychopath and a tyrant, and that cursing was useless. He had already cursed Nike's interpersonal relationships within his intelligence range, but his punches did not become heavier or lighter, but just more. He found that Nike's boxing skills were gradually improving, and he hit more and more painfully, and the time of the punches was getting longer. After each fight, Nike would touch his injured limbs, and then the nerves in his limbs would resume functioning.

Did he want to torture himself endlessly? Is this possible? Whether Jeremy believed it or not, he only knew that Nike's skills were indeed steadily improving, and this desire to constantly improve himself was strong enough, professional and targeted.

After the fourth round, Zhuang Xuteng performed the examination as before, without saying a word. This time was different. Zhuang Xuteng sighed softly, then took out a pneumatic syringe from the box, pressed it against Jeremy's chest, and gave him an injection.

The military field first aid needle is easy to recognize, especially with the emblem of the constitutional government on it. After putting the empty needle away, Zhuang Xuteng sat on the ground and waited quietly for the medicine to take effect. Generally speaking, it takes fifteen minutes for the ingredients in the first aid needle to fully exert their effectiveness. Zhuang Xuteng just took a twenty-minute break and used this time to summarize the previous experience and results.

Jeremy was beaten to exhaustion by Zhuang Xuteng, lowered his head, and let the medicine flow in his body. He now regretted replacing the toxin detection and armed tongue. The implant was too strong and no longer fatal, otherwise he could try to bite his tongue to commit suicide. The only thing he could do now was to stare at Zhuang Xuteng with his eyes, pretending that doing so could hurt him.

At this time, with a gentle sigh, Tata gradually woke up. He may have conducted targeted training for the situation of waking up from a coma, and the action of continuing to pretend to be dead and secretly observing the surroundings was quite professional. However, disguise and observation, deception and exposure are two sets of confrontational skills. Zhuang Xuteng's observation ability was too strong, and he immediately exposed him.

"If you want to lie down, lie down. If you dare to stand up, I will knock you down. I have a question here, which is only related to you." Zhuang Xuteng stood up and beat Tata to his side. He looked down at him and said, "Mercenary Otter, do you remember him?"

"Who are you?" Tata asked with narrowed eyes.

"That guy is Nike, he is a psychopath, don't chat with him!" Jeremy was able to "speak up for justice" at this time, it seems that he still has the delusion of being rescued in his heart.

"Nike? I remember you don't look like this." Tata rolled his eyes and roughly saw that this was a tightly closed cell with the dim light from the fluorescent stick in the corner. He also noticed that he was wearing a breathing mask on his mouth. The gas transported from it had no peculiar smell, probably oxygen, so he knew that the airtightness here must be very good. He tried to start the shadow slave equipment, but a large number of equipment reported errors, and there was no response to sending and receiving signals.

Zhuang Xuteng stared at Tata's shadow slave energy reaction with the Shadow Eye, and found the key core shadow slave equipment along the way, located below his left ribs and a little above the kidney. He put his finger there and said, "Does this thing support your life?"

"No." Tata just answered and felt a sharp pain under his left ribs. His last spare device, the Shadow Slave Manager, was also destroyed by Zhuang Xuteng. "Hiss... you bastard! I have no grudge against you, why are you messing with me?"

"You haven't answered what your relationship is with the mercenary otter." Zhuang Xuteng said.

"When I was doing intelligence work among mercenaries, I used the code name Otter. What's wrong? I never interfered with your work or delayed your making money." Tata glared at Zhuang Xuteng, and he suddenly raised his hand, ready to pinch him. The opponent's neck, but Zhuang Xuteng's nerve reaction and movements were much faster, and he hit Tata's creaking hole twice, directly beating his muscles. Then, he quickly punched and slapped Tata, knocking him down again and holding him on the ground.

"Do you think you are Tata, a company employee, and Otter is just your code name for executing the company's orders to serve as an intelligence agent among mercenaries for a period of time? How old are you?"

"Let me go, if you don't want things to get worse!" Tata said: "Once I disappear for too long, Dingxin Magic will immediately launch a comprehensive investigation. You can't bear that kind of pressure. The Special Department is not a formal establishment. "

Zhuang Xuteng smiled, and what he said next made Jeremy and Tata feel as cold as ice. "It's interesting. This is not the first time I've heard people say this. That's what Kaho said. He cares about image or performance. Isabella Locke, the woman nicknamed Mopi, is also afraid of evaluation. No. By the way, Dr. Egghead didn't beg for mercy. To be precise, he was beaten to death before he had a chance to speak. I felt that it would be dangerous for him to speak, so his men did beg for mercy. I don’t care at all.”

After saying that, he raised his hand and hit Tata on the forehead, making him unconscious again. Then he looked back at Jeremy, whose teeth were chattering, and his eyes slowly moved away without joy or sadness. Zhuang Xuteng sat on the ground, his arms resting on his bent knees and staring at him, assuming a very relaxed posture.

"How dare you...what are you going to do?" Jeremy's voice was hoarse and trembling, completely losing its previous authority.

"You have to wait a while. The effect of your medicine has not yet taken effect. I will give you a few more minutes to recover so that I can control the strength and have a good time." Zhuang Xuteng's tone was very relaxed, as if he was just called up to read the text, not really Talking about life and death, pain and abuse. He comforted Jeremy and said: "Don't worry, there will always be a leader - we will eventually kill you, either me or Brother Dao. The only pity is: you can't choose."

"Let me go! Let me go! Help!" Jeremy shouted.

Zhuang Xuteng was completely unmoved, as if he had no hearing at all.

Wait, what if he actually turned off his hearing? All just to torture me more? Jeremy's fear grew.