Chapter 149 A Mess

Although the elite troops of the Statistics Bureau rushed over as quickly as possible, they were still faced with a complete mess.

A mess that gave them a headache.

All three rigorously trained veterans were injured. One suffered a fractured calf, while the other two were bitten, with blood dripping from their hands and feet. For some reason, several pets in the mall went berserk and started attacking them.

This wouldn't have been a big deal on its own. Injuries and even deaths in the line of duty were common. However, the target they were tracking had vanished into the vast sea of people. More importantly, the sea of people in the United States numbered only two or three hundred million, while China's was five or six times larger...

"Sigh..." Amidst the head of the relevant department's long sigh, since they couldn't catch the thief who attempted the theft, the only way to prevent the worst-case scenario was:

To protect what the other party wanted. Of course, Fang Senyan and San Zai were unaware of the various chain reactions triggered by this, nor did they want to know.

*

Realizing that they had shaken off the Statistics Bureau's relentless pursuit, Fang Senyan sighed and said:

"This is troublesome. Now that we've stirred up the hornet's nest, it'll be difficult to get the SARS virus."

But San Zai laughed straightforwardly:

"Perhaps that's the case in mainland China, but it seems you've overlooked something, Brother Yan. It wasn't just prevalent in China at the time, was it? China was just the first place it appeared (Shunde, Guangdong), the hardest hit area. But it eventually spread to twenty-nine countries."

Hearing this, Fang Senyan's eyes lit up:

"What do you mean?"

San Zai said frankly:

"We can try to find a way in other countries. The countries that definitely have the strains are the United States, Russia, and China. But during the epidemic, Canada, Vietnam, and Singapore were also listed as epidemic areas. So, the pathology labs in Canada and Singapore, these two developed countries, should also have what we want—this intelligence is worth 130,000 RMB plus a pack of Impression Yunyan cigarettes."

Fang Senyan rolled his eyes and said:

"I'll remember to reimburse you. Then we'll try Singapore first. I remember we still have some connections there. But since we're going abroad, if we can steal it, it's best not to buy it. We don't have much money left."

San Zai said seriously:

"Brother Yan, but I don't think we'll be short of money anymore."

Fang Senyan was stunned and said:

"Why do you say that? Did you win the lottery jackpot?"

San Zai suddenly revealed a cunning and lewd smile:

"No, it's from when Sister Zi was shouting very loudly in your storage room..."

"You..." Fang Senyan was speechless. He immediately put on the airs of an elder brother, raised his palm in reprimand, and San Zai immediately ran away like a mischievous child. For this teenager, he would only show his childish side in front of Fang Senyan, even though their topics were adult-level.

*

As for Fang Senyan and San Zai's experiences in Singapore, there was no need to elaborate. Although San Zai believed that his two brothers wouldn't have to worry about money in the future, Fang Senyan still chose the simplest, most brutal, and free way, which was to directly seize the property belonging to others—accurately speaking, the sacred Republic of Singapore—and knock out all relevant people who disagreed.

Then Fang Senyan, carrying the freezer containing the SARS virus, helplessly called Zi directly.

"Hello, I'm looking for Miss Su Linzi. What? Sleeping? Then wake her up! Okay, I know you don't dare, but can you put the phone next to her ear?"

Then, three minutes later, Fang Senyan heard Zi's lazy voice. Just by listening, he could imagine her drowsy appearance:

"Hello, who's calling me so late?"

At this moment, Fang Senyan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, because after they had sex, it seemed that they had never contacted each other. So, Fang Senyan couldn't help but remain silent for a moment, organized his thoughts, and said with a slight awkwardness:

"Zi, it's me. I'm really sorry, but I need your help with something urgent."

Hearing Fang Senyan's familiar voice, Zi didn't know why, but she suddenly tidied up her smooth but slightly messy long hair, even though they were thousands of miles apart, and Fang Senyan definitely couldn't see what she looked like now.

"Mmm???"

Zi's "mmm" was also drawn out, very rhythmic, and even somewhat charming like a Persian cat.

"You need the Gulfstream? Oh, carrying the SARS virus, you've decided? Okay, I understand. That's it then? Do you have anything you want to say to me?"

"Next time, be quieter," Fang Senyan said seriously on the other end of the phone, but suddenly blurted out this sentence.

Zi suddenly widened her almond-shaped eyes and said, both ashamed and angry:

"You bastard! You... you..."

Fang Senyan laughed heartily and hung up the phone, leaving Zi with a flushed face, but she twirled her hair with her fingers, a smile gradually appearing on the corner of her mouth. Then she yawned lazily, elegantly swept her cascading hair with slender, snow-white fingers, and pressed the reception bell next to her:

"Hello, have Gulfstream One go to Zhangyi Airport in Singapore to pick someone up immediately. Hmm, pick up VIP number twelve. Also, call our subordinate drug lab and have them prepare a high-standard sterile lab as quickly as possible."

An astonished voice quickly came from the other end of the phone:

"But Director Su, the Gulfstream is about to leave to pick up Prince Olique of the United Arab Emirates. Besides, everything has already been arranged."

Zi frowned and said:

"Why don't I know about Prince Olique of the United Arab Emirates?"

Her secretary immediately said:

"It was arranged by Director Stephen..."

Zi immediately said impatiently in a very strong tone:

"Then when he asks you, you can answer him with the same reason."

The secretary also heard the hidden anger in Zi's words, so she didn't say anything more, but silently went to do her job. Although gods fight and mortals suffer, this is the cruelty of the workplace. It's better to take a side early than to try to please everyone and accomplish nothing.

Disturbed by Fang Senyan, Zi lost her sleepiness, so she sat up and combed her hair in front of the mirror. Zi was wearing the most expensive silk pajamas, which swayed like flowing clouds with her movements, and from time to time revealed the infinitely beautiful and full contours hidden underneath. The faint and looming slender waist, long legs, and full hips made the infinitely beautiful figure fully visible. It was just that for some reason, probably because Zi thought of something, her face couldn't help but blush, and she cursed a few words in a low voice, which made her even more feminine.

At this time, there was also a layer of hazy luster on Zi's face. Although it was not obvious, it was not difficult to recognize with a few more glances, as if the dust on the surface had been washed away by the cool and refreshing rain, revealing the unique freshness of life, which made her feel even more attractive.

*

Four hours later, in the pouring rain in the suburbs of London, a Mercedes S600 transported a group of uninvited guests to a manor.

The lawn of this manor had been carefully manicured. The building was in an old style from at least three hundred years ago and seemed to have been slowly soaked by the rain. Inside were antique phonographs, European fireplaces, antique solid wood bars, wine tables, and wheelchairs.

Just as Fang Senyan was beginning to suspect that Zi was going to take them on a one-day tour of a European castle, they arrived at a bedroom. The arrangement here was also sparse and clear, and it was obvious that the chances of artificial restoration were very high. Only the thick Scottish wool carpet was commendable.

But, at this moment, Fang Senyan felt a slight tremor all over his body, as if the entire room began to sink. He immediately understood that this room was not a room at all, but a carefully disguised elevator car.

After getting off the elevator, neatly arranged desks, busy crowds, microscopes, test tubes, and petri dishes appeared in front of them, a bustling and busy scene.

"The consortium always has some gray-area businesses. So, for the sake of safety, this kind of laboratory that may cause legal disputes is set up more discreetly," Zi explained as she walked ahead.

Immediately afterward, a middle-aged blond man in a white coat came up and said:

"I am the person in charge of this plan. Can Director Su now reveal the details of this mission? It will also be convenient for me to make a series of preparations?"

It could be heard that this scientist still had faint resentment. Zi smiled and said:

"We have found a volunteer who is willing to test this new type of SARS virus. Your task is to record a series of data. Of course, more importantly, ensure the volunteer's safety. We are not executioners."

Although live human trials are prohibited by government order, sometimes government bans are almost catalysts. For example, prohibiting prostitution has been replaced by foot massages that grow wildly like weeds in autumn.

Especially in Britain and France, in order to be the first to develop genetic "atomic bombs," live human trials are almost semi-public. Compared with other institutions, the e.s. consortium is considered cautious.

So, after listening to Zi's words, the professor had no doubts. Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to ask the company what the data of the new SARS virus would be used for. Therefore, Fang Senyan was washed clean, as if he were a white mouse, and pushed onto the test table.