Mr. G sighed, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not say anything. He just nodded, "Thank you, F."
"I have kept my promise to you and completed my task. I just don't know if you can keep your promise to others like I do," Miss F said lightly. "I remember you once said that when a person loses the importance of his promise, he is no longer worthy of being trusted by others."
"It's a long story," Mr. G looked a little helpless. "And according to our agreement, he has to give me the memory encoder first before I can find someone to operate on him."
"But at that time, he still believed that you really wanted him to be the courier for this transaction, not use him as a bait," F said blankly.
"How did you know about these things when you just came back? Who told you? Black? Or Miyata and his gang?"
"Why? Do you want to catch two more moles and kill them together?" F asked rhetorically.
"No, that's not what I mean. I have no secrets from you. I didn't tell you this time because I wanted to deceive Shengtang Morgan Group," Mr. G explained.
"Let's put our matter aside for now. Let's remove the tracking device from his head first." F pointed at Zhang Heng.
"So does this mean that between the two of us, you have finally chosen him?" After a moment of silence, Mr. G said, "You will never forget your background, right?"
"Yes, I will never forget my background, but this matter has nothing to do with my background. You want the memory encoder, and he is the only one who can give it to you. So, you'd better meet his conditions, just like when he needed you to operate on him and accepted the test you gave him. I thought you could understand such a simple truth. Or is your pride and self-esteem so great that it has affected your basic judgment?" Miss F said bluntly.
Mr. G did not answer immediately. His eyes flashed in the night as if he was thinking about Miss F's words. Finally, he took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Heng, who had been drinking his tea without saying a word.
"I broke my promise this time. It's understandable that you don't believe me, but in fact, I have indeed contacted the chief surgeon for you according to the agreement. He is waiting for you in the hospital we visited before. You can accept the surgery at any time. By the way, let F go too. Although you don't have to worry about me rewriting your memory during the surgery, you will feel more at ease with her around."
Mr. G paused. "I will ask someone to prepare the new identities of your two friends immediately. I will also help you collect the 50 shellac records you asked for."
"When you are done, I will naturally hand over the memory encoder to you." Zhang Heng put down the teacup.
"No need," Mr. G said. "You can come too. Join us and witness the birth of a new world with your own eyes. F is right. I need you now. Not only do I need the memory encoder in your hand, but I also need your strength."
Zhang Heng was about to refuse casually, but he did not expect Mr. G to continue, "Even if you finish the surgery and get rid of the company's tracking, do you want to hide your identity and live in the darkness of this space forever?"
"I don't have any problem with that." Zhang Heng shrugged.
"What about your friends? Your compatriots who are still living in a dream weaved by lies, ignorant, and used as tools? You should also know very well that change will not happen by itself. "
Zhang Heng smiled when he heard this. "After what happened tonight, are you still counting on me to help you open up a new world? You might as well go to bed early."
"I don't need you to help me open up a new world," Mr. G said. "In fact, I have been preparing for this for so many years, and now it is almost done. With the memory encoder in your hand, I have the last building block. The new world is coming. You don't need to do anything. All you need to do is watch from the side.
"However, any new thing is extremely fragile at the beginning of its birth. What's more, we are now doing a social revolution. Even if we succeed, there will still be a lot of problems to solve. If we are not careful, we may fall into a deeper abyss. At that time, we will need your strength. Not to explore a new world, but to protect it."
"Don't be in a hurry to refuse. Anyway, you still have a lot of time to think about this matter," Miss F also said at this time, "Let's go. Let's go for the surgery first."
After speaking, she did not look at Mr. G again. Instead, she turned and walked out of the garden.
…
Miss F started the black MPV parked by the door and brought Zhang Heng and Feng Zi to the operating room that Mr. G had prepared.
This time, Mr. G finally kept his promise and invited the chief surgeon in advance.
Because the locator was located under the cerebral cortex of the clone, the difficulty of removing it was the highest among all surgeries. It required the latest generation of da Vinci surgical robots, and there were only two people in New Shanghai 0297 who were capable of performing this kind of surgery.
Dr. Gu, who was standing in front of Zhang Heng now, was one of them. The latter was the director of the three-level central hospital. He was in his fifties, but he took good care of his body. From his appearance alone, he looked like he was less than forty years old.
Zhang Heng did not know how Mr. G invited him. Dr. Gu did not ask any questions unrelated to the surgery, as if he did not know that Zhang Heng was a clone who was about to remove the locator. During the conversation, he used a foreign object to replace the locator. After that, he asked the assistant to do a series of preoperative examinations on Zhang Heng and finally decided on the surgery plan.
On the other side, Zhang Heng had shaved his hair, changed into a surgical gown, and lay on the operating table.
He did not tell Miss F anything, and Miss F did not promise him anything either. The two just looked at each other.
Then Miss F said to Feng Zi on the side, "The later part may be a little bloody. You'd better go out and avoid it."
"What about you?"
Miss F did not speak. She had already answered the question with her actions. She stood by the operating table with her sword, close to the door. It was convenient for her to stop anyone who broke in from the outside.
"Since you are not afraid, I'm not afraid either." Feng Zi was already a bold person. When she heard what F said, she widened her eyes and curiously watched the anesthesiologist give Zhang Heng anesthetics.
When the anesthetics began to take effect, Dr. Gu marked the incision line on Zhang Heng's hairless head, fixed it on the head frame, and then cut open the scalp. He went all the way down, under the skin, muscles, and then flipped the skin flap open. After that, he used an electric drill and a milling cutter to open the skull. It was as if the two women were not in the operating room.
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