"There's no doubt that Nicholas' secret lies in his body," said Sheyan confidently.
Sheyan placed his hands on the table and swept his gaze across everyone's faces as he declared confidently.
"Whether Nicholas is alive or dead, as long as his body is still there, we can uncover the secret."
Reef said seriously.
"Are you referring to the scars on his body? The scars left behind by the operation? "
Sheyan said seriously.
"I'm afraid that's not all, my friend. I can feel that finding the person who operated on Nicholas is a clue. This is a clear clue given by the quest, and Nicholas' physical condition may also be an important clue. Also, the things that Nicholas carried with him before he was sent to prison under Sanzi's reminder are also of great research value." "That's right, my friend," said Sheyan.
"Nicholas' body is an important clue?" asked Mogensha in surprise. "What do you mean?"
Sheyan smiled.
"Corpses can talk too. This is how it works in the hands of certain professionals, such as doctors who have been immersed in corpses for many years, or forensic doctors who need to look for evidence on corpses for a long time."
Next, Sanzi used the bait he habitually placed at the stern of the boat to lure a tuna. Although there were only some simple seasonings on the boat, Sheyan and Sheyan still showed off their knife skills and treated everyone to a delicious tuna sashimi.
Under the protection of Sheyan, everyone was able to rest at ease. Eight hours of sleep had basically restored everyone to their best condition. Sheyan then drove the speedboat back to Los Angeles. Although they were chased by the Coast Patrol during the journey, Sheyan and Reef were far superior to the police in terms of driving skills and hardware, so they escaped from the place without any danger.
It was obvious that the aftermath of what Sheyan and Reef had done had not yet subsided, but for the citizens of Los Angeles, the horror in Hollywood affected the sense of security of the rich. As for the prison riot — as long as the prisoners did not escape, everything was fine — so they were not as nervous as they had imagined.
On the contrary, the threat of a large number of ruthless Terminators was more worrying. Although these steel monsters would not actively hunt humans, they definitely did not have any good intentions either. They would kill humans on sight. Of course, if it was not convenient, they would not bother to waste the effort. Therefore, even if he had to undergo a certain level of inspection, it would mostly be to check if he was an android. In fact, Sheyan had overestimated the consequences of his reckless actions.
Previously, when Party Ace and Sanzi were carrying out their mission, they had to use their original faces because they were going to be imprisoned. The rest of them had to disguise themselves to varying degrees. Therefore, Party Ace and Sanzi needed to put on some simple disguises.
After returning to Los Angeles, Party Ace once again split up for the sake of efficiency.
Party Ace and Sanzi went to investigate the scars on Nicholas' body, while Zi and Reef "invited" a forensic doctor to take charge of the autopsy. Of course, the best way to do this was to tempt the person into keeping his mouth shut for the sake of the dollars.
After some investigation, Zi and Reef chose a forensic doctor who was in his forties and suffering from a bad financial situation. This Mr. Smith had been in the profession for 20 years. Even if he knew nothing about the field when he first joined, he had been in this position for 20 years, so he should have some experience.
Therefore, the following process was needless to say. Mr. Smith was easily tempted by the hundred thousand dollars. For this, he agreed to all the conditions. Then, he violated the rules of the police station that existed in name only. He brought all the tools and began the autopsy obediently.
Of course, what the forensic doctor was doing to Mr. Nicholas was very bloody, and the process would be quite unpleasant for normal people, so Zi naturally walked out and let Mogensha, who was smoking a cigar with an expressionless face, monitor Mr. Smith's movements.
Compared to the smoothness of Zi and the others, Sheyan and Sanzi encountered a rather big problem.
They first called Mr. Dursley, whom they had worked with before. Apparently, the dollars given to the workshop director were still in effect, because he answered Party Ace's question very cooperatively.
Nicholas had always been in poor health. He had an outbreak five years ago. It was said to be quite serious, and the hospital had even issued a notice of critical illness. However, after an operation, he miraculously recovered and made a complete recovery. Since then, Nicholas had started drinking and smoking.
Sheyan immediately went straight to the heart of the problem.
"Mr. Dursley, since you're his superior, you must know what illness he has, right?"
Dursley answered matter-of-factly.
"Of course. It's a very serious congenital heart disease. It's because of his condition that he was transferred to the quality inspection department of our workshop, because that's the only job suitable for him."
After hearing this, Sheyan's heart skipped a beat. Severe congenital heart disease was not only difficult to cure, but more importantly, the best time to treat it was under the age of ten. After this age, the increase in weight and height would double the burden on the heart, causing the heart defect to become more and more serious! More importantly, the scars on Nicholas's body proved that he had indeed undergone an operation on his heart.
According to Dursley's description, Nicholas had completely recovered after an operation. He drank, smoked and ate like a healthy person. This was simply a miracle in the history of medicine!
There must be something wrong with this!
With this kind of excitement, Sheyan asked Mr. Dursley about the address of Nicholas's operation. Mr. Dursley simply answered:
"It's the 8th Community Hospital. I remember it very clearly. Nicholas didn't have the money to choose a hospital for treatment at his own expense when he was sick, so the whole treatment was carried out in the community hospital."
Sheyan and Reef were stuck at the 8th Community Hospital.
In terms of level, this hospital was similar to a district or county level hospital in China in the real world. Whether it was the medical hardware or the software quality of the doctors, they were certainly not comparable to a hospital of a higher level. To be honest, it was very unlikely that a doctor in a hospital of this level could completely cure Nicholas's serious heart disease.
With the help of money, Sheyan and Reef did not spend much effort to inquire about the chief surgeon. However, the chief surgeon had already retired and emigrated to Canada. Whether it was the reputation of this doctor or his previous achievements, he definitely didn't have the demeanor of a "miracle doctor." During his career, he had as many as eleven accidents, big and small. Even the reason for his retirement was an extremely serious medical accident. Fortunately, this doctor had a rich son who paid for the best lawyer for him and compensated him with a large sum of money. Only then was he able to emigrate to Canada.
Now, all the signs were showing. The mystery lay in the operation that year. What exactly happened that could turn something rotten into something miraculous?! How did a quack doctor transform into a miracle doctor in an instant and conquer a terminal disease that had left the whole world helpless?
In the corridor of the hospital, Sanzi kept dialing the number he had found, but he could only listen to the busy tone on the phone in vain. After thinking carefully, he lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and exhaled the smoke.
"Performing a heart surgery is definitely not as simple as performing a mastectomy. The first and second assistants must be present. The third assistant and the anesthesiologist must also be present at all times. If we really can't find that guy, there are still four people who witnessed this surgery. These four people may not know the details, but if we stack up what they saw and heard, it can almost be used as a reconstruction of the scene."
Sanzi's eyes lit up.
"Yeah, okay, I'll do it right away."
Sanzi's execution ability was very strong. After a while, he successfully obtained the list of people who participated in the operation that year. At present, the first assistant and the anesthesiologist were still in the community hospital. Sanzi went to talk to them.
"That operation? Oh, I remember now. That operation was even worse than our election! That stupid Dr. Didi made at least a dozen mistakes during the operation, but the most unfortunate one was not the unlucky guy lying on the operating table, but me! Because I was responsible for correcting those mistakes. "
"Did anything special happen? I don't think so. The only special thing is that the patient was very lucky that he didn't die on the operating table. In fact, in terms of the extent of his heart defect, there wasn't much difference whether the pacemaker was put in or not. At most, it could only prolong his life to less than two years. "
"Well, before the operation, Dr. Didi and the patient talked for a long time. They seemed to be very agreeable. They talked from two o'clock in the afternoon until they got off work. Actually, it's not a big deal. Doctors have the obligation to relieve the psychological depression of patients. In this respect, Dr. Didi is really eloquent. I've always thought that he should be a lawyer or a politician."
"...."
While Sanzi and Sheyan were talking, the public phone next to Sheyan rang. This was the temporary communication method that he and Zi had agreed on.
"Hello?" Sheyan waited calmly for a while before he picked up the receiver. His thick palm felt the vibration of the buzzer, so he knew that the caller must be in an agitated and urgent mood.
"Seaman, come back quickly!" The one who spoke was Zi. Even for someone as calm as her, there was a slight gasp in her voice, as well as an unconcealable astonishment and shock!
"We seem to have made a great discovery during the autopsy.... You'd better come back and take a look!" If you like this work, you're welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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