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Chapter 46 Goods

"Dear students, please stop what you are doing."

A stranger wearing a mask broke into Ye Chi's laboratory.

"Who are you?" A student near the door frowned and looked at the person.

Hiding his head and showing his tail, this person looks suspicious at first glance.

"Professor Ye asked me to come." The visitor raised his ID card.

"The boss asked you to come?"

The student took the ID card and swiped it on the machine at the door.

It really belongs to Ye Chi.

You know, because of the "special" purpose of this laboratory, Ye Chi would almost never let others in, let alone hand over his ID card to others easily.

"Why isn't the boss here?" the student asked, looking at the visitor suspiciously.

"He is being targeted by the police." The visitor said calmly, "But don't worry, we will help him solve it."

"That's it." The student seemed to accept this explanation and turned around to summon other students.

No matter what this man is here for, he should at least gather everyone together before he can deal with it.

"Students, I have an urgent task here and I need your help."

The masked man pointed to the van outside the door.

Hearing him speak, other students looked at the student at the door. It looks like he should be the leader here.

"What is it?"

"It's the goods your boss promised to help us handle."

"Goods?" The leader narrowed his eyes and looked at the masked man: "We can't handle it without the boss in charge."

"When will your boss take charge?"

But the masked man laughed: "Don't test me. Your boss has been drinking tea with us many times and the goods have been taken care of. Is it possible that your boss can be a clone?"

"No matter what, you still need the boss's approval to process the goods."

The leader winked, and several taller students gathered around.

"Then send a message to your boss." The masked man didn't panic at all and looked at the leader calmly.

"Okay, I'll make a call." The leader frowned and nodded.

He didn't dare to act rashly until his identity was confirmed.

He knows the boss behind the boss, and the power of those people is not something he can offend.

"I'll give you two minutes." The masked man raised his head slightly, indicating that he was free to do so.

"All...all..."

The call got through, but it only rang twice before being hung up.

"Fight again." The masked man said calmly.

"good."

The leader nodded and prepared to fight again.

However, at this moment, his cell phone rang first.

"You have new information, please check it in time."

It's a text message.

#Don't fight, listen to his orders when the person arrives.

With less than ten words, Ye Chi's text message seemed to have been sent in a particularly hasty manner.

"Okay." The leader hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Where is the goods?"

"In the car, come two people and follow me to move."

The man pointed to the van again.

"Okay, Da Zhuang, Er Fat, you go and help." The leader nodded to the two tall students.

In fact, the masked man didn't even need to do anything. The masked man opened the trunk of the car and easily lifted the "goods" by himself.

"This thing is different from the previous one."

The leader looked at the tattooed "good" lying on the bed and frowned.

"This is a little gangster who wanted to cause trouble for us with dozens of people. He solved it easily. I didn't expect it to be useful."

The masked man seemed to be deliberately showing off his strength and said a few more words.

"Yes." The leader nodded: "Take off the bag on your head for easier handling."

As he spoke, he reached out to the black bag on the head of the person lying on the bed.

"Alas!" The masked man opened his hand: "Is this how Professor Ye teaches you the rules? Don't you know what you shouldn't see?"

"Oh." The leader nodded without arguing.

Then he just looked at the unconscious person on the bed, but he still refused to take action.

"Knife." The masked man stretched out his right hand.

"Give him the knife."

The leader said to the person next to him.

Upon hearing this, the man directly handed the scalpel to the masked man.

"laugh!"

"snort!"

The masked man directly stabbed the side of the man's trachea on the bed.

The man seemed to wake up due to severe pain, groaned in pain, and struggled violently with his hands and feet.

However, this was in vain, as his hands and feet were already bound by restraints.

"Ruthless enough." The leader raised his eyebrows, raised the knife in his hand, and prepared to give the person on the bed a good blow.

"Oh." The masked man raised his hand: "Why are you so unlike Professor Ye?"

"Don't you know how to appreciate it? That's all."

"hiss!"

Several students in the back row took a breath.

Ye Chi did have this habit, but it was only when people were about to die, or under deep anesthesia, that the struggle was only a few times.

And given the state of the man on the bed...if the surgeon's skills were good enough, he might even be alive in ten minutes.

After all, the man in the mask was not piercing the trachea.

"Okay." The leader took a deep breath and nodded: "Come on, let's start work."

"Wait a moment."

As if he was deliberately torturing the person on the bed, the masked man slowly took out a test tube from his pocket.

"I'll take a tube of blood."

After saying that, he put the test tube next to the neck of the man on the bed and let the blood flow into the test tube little by little.

"Okay."

After about a minute, the masked man put away the test tube with satisfaction.

"The rest will be left to you professionals. I'm going to go outside to smoke a cigarette."

After saying that, he took out a metal lighter from his pocket, fiddled with it between his fingers for a few times, and lit the flame in a very coquettish posture.

"This guy is really good at pretending."

Seeing the masked man walk out of the laboratory, a student whispered.

"Okay, stop talking, and get to work."

The leader glared at him. People who talk without knowing the occasion can easily cause unnecessary trouble.

To be honest, they are graduate students of the Chinese Medicine Hospital. The movements of several people are extremely quick. From opening the chest to removing the body, it only takes more than ten minutes.

"Da Zhuang, go call someone."

The leader put the things into the box and wiped the blood off his hands.

"Fuck, are the gangsters so sleazy now?"

As Da Zhuang just left, Er Pang suddenly shouted.

"Look, his tattoo is not tattooed, but painted, right?"

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and it was true. The tattoo began to fade under the blood.

"Boss, I don't know where that man ran off to."

Just as everyone was discussing the tattoo, Da Zhuang hurried in.

"It's okay, wait a moment..."

The leader was about to tell everyone not to worry, but suddenly his eyes fell on the person on the operating table.

That birthmark!

"Swish!"