Chapter 645 — What a Coincidence. If He Had Not Taken Wei Zhao to His Lair, He Would Have Found a Way to Follow An Liwen; Now He Did Not Even Need to Follow Him, for An Liwen Was Driving Him to Their Headquarters Himself.
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"By the way, is everything arranged on Dr. Wang's side?" An Liwen asked.
"It is all arranged. Dr. Wang is already in the operating room and can begin the surgery at any time!" the tattooed man said. "Oh, right — that girl we grabbed yesterday, shall we wheel her onto the table as well?"
"Oh, no rush on her. Cut Wei Zhao open first. Qiu Lingshan can wait her turn." An Liwen's hatred for Wei Zhao had reached a point of obsession; as for Qiu Lingshan, she was secondary. "Is Qiu Lingshan awake?"
"By my reckoning, she should be waking up about now," the tattooed man said after a moment's calculation.
"Then why haven't you gone in with more knockout drugs? She is a skilled fighter of the Yellow Rank. The dungeon door is solid enough, but what if she gets out?" An Liwen was suddenly anxious.
"All right, I will see to it at once!" The tattooed man was badly startled too and hurriedly dialed the man with the hooked nose.
The man with the hooked nose had returned to headquarters yesterday. He was one of the tattooed man's trusted subordinates, though he did not know of An Liwen's existence. In fact, within the entire kidney-trafficking ring, An Liwen sat at the very apex of the pyramid; the only ones who knew of him were the tattooed man and Dr. Wang, who performed the surgeries.
"Brother Tattoo, is something the matter?" The man with the hooked nose answered the phone quickly.
"That girl we seized yesterday — go and give her some knockout drugs!" the tattooed man ordered.
"What? Knockout drugs? All right, I will go get some right away!" The man with the hooked nose was briefly taken aback. Why would they need knockout drugs? To enjoy a woman in the dungeon of their own headquarters — what need was there for knockout drugs? Even if the girl screamed her head off, what did it matter?
That was it! The man with the hooked nose suddenly understood. There were many kinds of knockout drugs. Could the tattooed man mean an aphrodisiac? At that thought, he found it highly likely. Otherwise, why would knockout drugs be needed at all?
So the man with the hooked nose did not dare delay, and hurried off to carry out the order.
In the back of the car, Wei Zhao actually caught news of Qiu Lingshan — an unexpected delight. Truly, one may search the whole world over in vain and find it without any effort at all. So Qiu Lingshan was locked in the dungeon. That was an important piece of information.
The car slowly pulled into a villa-like estate. Wei Zhao kept up his pretense of being unconscious the whole way.
After entering the estate, Wei Zhao was transferred onto a stretcher and wheeled into a room that was white on every side, with a row of instruments arrayed along one wall.
An Liwen had also put on a surgical mask, disguising himself as an ordinary medical worker. His identity could not be exposed within this kidney-trafficking ring.
Wei Zhao's finger was pricked and some blood samples were taken for testing. The reason Wei Zhao let these people do as they pleased was that he had plans of his own. In any case, these people would not hurt him at present, so Wei Zhao simply continued to feign unconsciousness.
As for Qiu Lingshan, Wei Zhao had already confirmed that she would be safe until after his own kidney was cut out, so he was in no hurry.
The medical staff came quickly and left quickly. After examining Wei Zhao and drawing his blood, they all left the room, and the only ones remaining were the tattooed man and An Liwen.
After a while, a medical worker in a white coat came in again and handed a report to the tattooed man. "Boss, this man's kidney matches what you told us to keep an eye out for..."
"Oh?" The tattooed man took Wei Zhao's test report, was briefly taken aback, then waved a hand at the medical worker. "You may leave first."
"Yes, sir!" The medical worker withdrew respectfully from the room.