48 Hours a Day

Chapter 980: Express Delivery

Although Xu Qian was tortured by her identity, Zhang Heng believed she wasn't in any danger for now. Compared to clones with tracking devices in their heads and the serial numbers on their necks that might be retrieved by the company anytime, Xu Qian would at least not end up like the short skirt girl from Fu Ji.

Xu Qian was, after all, a famous streamer. Although her popularity had been declining recently, she still had hundreds of thousands of supporting fans. Her sudden disappearance would undoubtedly impact the fan base considerably. Otherwise, they wouldn't have had to go all out to make her disappear by manipulating her to get into an engagement with another man.

Therefore, Zhang Heng advised Xu Qian to live life as she always did. He also asked her to find a logical excuse to explain why she suddenly ran away from the restaurant. For the time being, it would be wise that Xu Qian didn't take Qiu Ming's proposal or stop her livestreaming.

Although Zhang Heng agreed to help Xu Qian, there were still more important things for him to deal with for now.

The two-week deadline was almost up. If Zhang Heng didn't extract the tracking device in his head as soon as possible, he would have to face troops sent by G7Z, or he would be forced to fight the entire New Shanghai 0297's armed forces by himself.

…

Zhang Heng met Mr. G met again on the day the trade was supposed to take place. After that, Mr. G took Zhang Heng to visit the operating theatre where he would operate on Zhang Heng later. A complete set of air purification systems had been installed created to create a sterile environment. Operating tables, a large Da Vinci 2070 surgical robot equipment, a disinfection room, an anesthesia preparation room, and other supporting medical equipment were available as well.

There were only two doctors who could perform this kind of surgery in New Shanghai 0297. Mr. G had contacted one of them to sent the latter's information to Zhang Heng.

"This is my principle of being human. Once I have made a promise, I definitely stick to that promise. And you were performing an extremely important task for me. Of course, I will have to eliminate your worries too. I will send two teams of bodyguards to guard the gate for you. Look around. Do you have any other questions?" Mr. G said enthusiastically.

"Where is Miss F?" Zhang Heng asked after flipping through the information that was sent to him.

"Oh, I told you, right? She has other things to do today."

Zhang Heng looked around and nodded, "I have no other problems. I only one request, though, and that is for my surgery to be performed only after she comes back."

"No problem. As long as you are willing to wait for her."

A strange look flashed in Mr. G's eyes.

"You don't seem to trust me very much. Is it because of the previous test?" he went on after a pause.

"No." Zhang Heng shook his head. "I'm not the kind that trusts easily."

"Is that so? It seems I still need to explain the misunderstanding," Mr. G said. "Everyone in Shentang Morgan group has been keeping an eye on us. The biker gang that attacked you was sent by them. Shengtang Morgan promised that they could work in their security department as long as they managed to kidnap the middleman. Other than that, he also promised them permanent resident status on the third level. That was why they are crazy enough to attack you and the middleman at my turf. However, they are nobodies compared to the men you're about to face next."

"Hmm?"

"Have you ever heard of the emergency response team? They are private armed forces trained by Shengtang Morgan group. They do not have the power to enforce the law but don't underestimate them, especially the team starting with number zero. They are elites among the elites," said Mr. G.

"Imagine a group of clones with almost perfect physical fitness. Each has been carefully selected, ones who have mastered various combat strategies, reconnaissance, camouflage, sniping, and close-quarter combat… They are capable of doing everything. I should say that they are the perfect hunters. They can either work in a team or work alone to perform the given task. Not long ago, I received news that Shengtang Morgan would be sending a zero emergency response team to disrupt this transaction. In other words, they will become your enemies."

As he spoke, Mr. G studied Zhang Heng's expression. Seeing that the latter's demeanor remained unchanged, he complimented him. "I'm glad you are not afraid of them. And we are not without preparation. Although Shengtang Morgan knows that we will trade today, they do not know the specific time and place. So I will send out ten couriers in one go. The other nine couriers are just distractions. You will be the one to close the deal for me. Whether it fails or succeeds, I can only count on you."

"What should I do?" Zhang Heng asked.

"It's very simple. We have already talked about the details of this transaction. All you need to do is pay the seller, and he will give you what I want." Mr. G snapped his fingers as he spoke.

A bodyguard beside him walked to his back and pulled out a metal cylinder that looked like a thermos flask from a large box. Mr. G then picked up the cylinder and placed it in Zhang Heng's hand.

"Be careful. It contains 1g of antimatter. This is the most valuable thing in the entire human civilization. Even with just such a tiny amount, you can easily buy New Shanghai 0297's first to third levels. To be honest, this transaction is not fair for me. The value of this thing is almost twice as high as the thing I want to get," Mr. G mumbled, and there was a painful look on his face.

"But the thing that I want is more useful for me. Although antimatter is priceless, it is of no use to me." Mr. G waited for Zhang Heng to grab the cylinder with both hands before letting it go. He then whispered to Zhang Heng as softly and quickly as possible, "The location for the transaction is at the Singularity Bar on the second floor, at 6:45 pm. Pay attention to the signs around you. The one with the Apollo tattoo on the lower abdomen is your trading partner."

Zhang Heng frowned upon hearing what he said, "Lower abdomen. Is that a celestial bar?"

"Unfortunately, no. You have to understand that the actual owner of New Shanghai 0297 is Shengtang Morgan Group. Government agencies rely on them to get paid. In other words, they are Shengtang Morgan's puppets. So we have to be careful. You have to figure out how to find your trading partner."

Mr. G patted Zhang Heng on the shoulder again after speaking, "I know this shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"

Zhang Heng did not say a word. Instead, he put the metal cylinder into his backpack.

"Good luck, my friend. I will be here waiting for your good news," Mr. G said.