On Antana Street, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen walked forward step by step.
The two returned to the safe house, and after Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao returned, they discussed for a while and continued to act separately.
This time, Gnawa was driving a gray jeep waiting outside Antana Street to answer the questions.
——After killing the "priest", the "old tune team" returned the red off-road car to the car rental company, and found another one and got a new one.
Antana Street was full of illegally built houses, and the originally spacious street was squeezed so much that it could barely accommodate two cars running in parallel, and it was quite dark.
Long Yuehong only glanced at it casually, and through the glasses without lenses, he saw the balcony where he came out, the bamboo poles drying clothes one after another, the annex that cut off the crosswalk, and the man swaggering past with a weapon.
- The glasses he bought on Rabe Street were picked up by a relic hunter from the ruins of a city in the wasteland of the North Shore, leaving only the frame, which was very cheap.
Anyway, for Long Yuehong, who has good eyesight, this is just a disguised prop and doesn't need to be too good.
"Just passing by, I really can't see that this is a black street where you can buy anything." Long Yuehong withdrew her gaze and sighed.
As long as they do not sell heavy weapons, psychotropic drugs, and alcoholic beverages produced by non-designated companies, and do not illegally seize debtors, they will not be seized by the "Hand of Order", at most they will pay an additional hard work fee to the sheriff.
——In the years before the new calendar, in order to ensure food supply, the "First City" promulgated a ban on alcohol and strictly enforced it. In the past ten years, the Prohibition Act has been relaxed a lot, allowing designated companies to purchase grain to brew alcoholic beverages.
Bai Chen pulled the thin scarf around his neck:
"It's a sign of respect for the sheriff who is in charge of the surrounding neighborhoods."
Long Yuehong nodded, pointed to the shops on both sides and said:
"Are we asking in turn?"
He and Bai Chen both carried printed portraits of Han Wanghuo.
This was obtained by Gnawa after scanning the portrait of Han Wanghuo in Jiang Baimian and revising the details, which was almost exactly the same as the real person.
Bai Chen shook his head and explained simply:
"Here, if you don't find the right person, you won't be able to ask anything, and you will even become the target of some people's fraud."
"That's right......" While learning again, Long Yuehong felt that if Shang Jianyao was here, he would definitely say, "Isn't this a good thing?"
I can make another profit!
He followed Bai Chen all the way to the gun shop where there was not even a sign.
The owner of the gun shop is an old man with a gray beard, and he is seriously maintaining a "Union 202" pistol.
"Old Reggie, are you not dead yet?" Bai Chen switched to the state of the former relic hunter.
Old Reggie raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at her and said:
"Maybe you're dead, I'm still alive."
Bai Chen took out Han Wanghuo's portrait and slapped it on the table:
"Have you ever seen this person?"
Old Reggie said "heh":
"If you ask about this kind of thing next time, I will charge for it."
That said, this time it's still free? Long Yuehong was suddenly a little happy.
Old Reggie glanced at the portrait and shook his head:
"I haven't seen it.
"The characteristics are not so obvious, who will remember them?"
Bai Chen didn't ask any more questions, put away the portrait, and walked out of the gun shop.
"Is this still called the characteristics are not obvious?" Long Yuehong glanced back and couldn't help but complain.
In addition to the whites of his eyes and yellow hair, Han Wanghuo also had two scars on his face, one horizontal and one vertical.
"What he means is that he has never encountered anyone on the road, and he has never tried to buy heavy weapons." Bai Chen said calmly, "Old Reggie is the president of the underground guild launched by the arms dealers on Antana Street, and he said that he did not show that the purpose of Han Wang's arrival here was not weapons."
"Maybe Han Wanghuo was just working nearby and happened to pass by." Long Yuehong proposed another possibility.
Bai Chen shook his head:
"With Han Wanghuo's vision and insight, as long as he passes by once, he will know that this street is not simple and there is a big problem.
It must have been a long time since Han Wanghuo arrived in the original city, and it is unlikely that he passed through Antana Street for the first time during this time.
Then, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong went to bars, casinos, black markets and other places together, and asked different people the same questions.
The answer they got was "I haven't seen it."
This shows that Han Wang's capture of Antana Street was not to gather intelligence, buy contraband, drink or gamble.
Of course, these options are only preliminarily excluded and are likely to be missing.
"Now go to those black clinics and ask." Bai Chen said step by step.
"Hmm." Long Yuehong thought about it carefully and felt that it was really not a small possibility that Han Wang would come here to find a doctor.
After all, even if Han Wanghuo did not become a relic hunter, he was likely to engage in other risky occupations.
Soon, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong entered a clinic that also had no signboard.
The doctor at the clinic wore gold-rimmed glasses, leaned on the back of his chair, and looked through a newspaper that had not expired for an unknown amount of time.
"What's uncomfortable?" He glanced at the two of them.
Bai Chen was not long-winded, and directly took out Han Wanghuo's portrait:
"Have you ever seen this person?"
The doctor looked at it carefully for a few seconds, put down the newspaper, and said with a smile:
"I have a work ethic."
Bai Chen took out a 5 orei bill and put it in front of him.
"Cough." The doctor cleared his throat and said, "He came to me a few days ago, you know, on Antana Street, my medical skills are second, and no one dares to be the first."
Work ethic?
What else do the people who open black clinics talk about?
"He was injured?" Long Yuehong asked with concern.
The doctor pushed his glasses, shook his head and said:
"No, heart problems.
"You should know that when the sub-human body is aberrant, certain defects often appear, so even if they are not killed, they rarely live to be in their prime.
"This person is born with a defective heart, and as he gets older, the problem becomes more and more serious, and now it has reached a very obvious level.
This...... Long Yuehong suddenly sympathized with Han Wanghuo.
After working hard for so many years and working hard for my identity as a human being, I found that there was a big problem with my body, a big problem from the second person himself.
Misfortune often befalls those who are already unfortunate.
Seeing that Bai Chen and Long Yuehong did not speak, the doctor took the banknote and added:
"It's hard for the second person to find a suitable heart that doesn't reject the difference, if he is the only one left in their group, then there is almost no hope."
"Do you know where he lives?" After a few seconds of silence, Bai Chen asked.
The doctor shook his head:
"Who would ask the doctor on Antana Street? Are you going to receive the inheritance?
"Well, the medicine I prescribed for him can be taken for a month, and now it has been several days."
After listening quietly, Bai Chen responded simply:
"Thank you."
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Ugo Hotel, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao's room.
"It's really miserable, and even a bit fateful." After listening to Han Wanghuo's current situation, Jiang Baimian sighed sincerely.
Shang Jianyao immediately asked:
"Can the company be cured?"
Jiang Baimian recalled:
"If it is an ordinary human, the problem is not big, even if there is no suitable heart, the company can also manufacture it artificially, but it is related to the second person, I have been away from the scientific research field for too long, and I don't know the current results, well, in theory it should be possible, but it takes time to analyze genes, and the risk is not small."
"There is another way to let Lao Han upload his consciousness, become a mechanical monk, and get rid of the shackles of the body!" Shang Jianyao suddenly became excited.
He began to call Han Wanghuo "Lao Han".
Bai Chen also said:
"The 'First City' seems to have mechanical heart technology, but it is not so mature and very expensive."
"Well, how to do it, I'll talk about it when I find Han Wanghuo." Jiang Baimian ended the topic.
The five members of the "Old Tune Group" discussed Xiao Chong's matter again.
"Looking for building by building in that area, it may take more than half a month to complete it with our numbers." Jiang Baimian said the results of his discussion with Shang Jianyao, "Now let's see how Xiao Chong, who can't play games, will react after the power outage."
"I don't know when the next power outage will be......" Long Yuehong muttered in a low voice.
"It seems that there will be a power outage tonight." Shang Jianyao was quite pleased.
Long Yuehong was numb to this, and she didn't even have the intention to refute.
Of course, he also knew that the possibility of a power outage tonight was still quite high, because the Green Olive District often had water and power outages.
Frequent water and power outages...... As the thoughts turned, Long Yuehong's inspiration flashed, and he blurted out:
"If I were Xiaochong, why would I choose a place where there are frequent power outages?"
(End of this chapter)