At dawn, the black market in District 10 officially opened.
Here, different transactions are going on every day, and most people use various means to cover their faces to prevent their identities from being exposed. In more serious cases, the whole body will be wrapped in loose clothes, and I wish I could not recognize my mother when she comes.
Naturally, there are various illegal items traded in the black market, but there are also many others. There is no grand method like auction here. After the two parties bargain with each other and reach a consensus, it is the most common way to take the things and leave. When they meet next time, they still don’t know who the other party is.
Lu Ning wore a metal mask she got from her boss, wrapped a jumper in a windbreaker, and slowly walked into the black market area.
No one is prohibited from entering or exiting here, nor is any transaction prohibited. About 70% of the vendors are all mobile vendors. They can open their doors by squatting on the street with a sign. And in this way, anyone who can own a store here must have a good background.
As soon as he walked into the entrance, Lu Ning saw a three-story building with a red roof. A red target sign penetrated by bullets was hung at the entrance of the store. There was no name, and the windows were sealed with iron sheets, but the meaning was still there. It couldn't be more obvious.
arms.
Turn right from here and you will see a bumpy loess street with low sheds on both sides. Someone has already written items on wooden signs and is sitting under the shed waiting for customers to come. Lu Ning looked around and saw everything from jewelry and jade to slave drugs.
At the end of the street is another store. Compared with the vendors on the roadside, this store is simply more expressive. A piece of black cloth is painted with silver paper that has been burned by the flames. A packet of white powder on the paper is emitting a wisp of smoke.
The business of this store is obviously better than that of the previous one that sold arms. There are even some people who are completely emaciated except for wearing something on their faces. They walk out of the store holding small bags, and it seems that they will not live long.
From here, turn left and it’s another road similar to the one before. As Lu Ning was walking, she saw a sign saying "Poison is released", so she knelt down and asked the price.
"What poison do you want to buy?" The vendor's voice was hoarse and unpleasant. He only wrapped his face in black cloth, leaving slits for his eyes, and looked at Lu Ning with a somewhat crazy look.
"Is there anyone here who can seal his throat when he sees blood?"
"Hehe... I like people like you, yes! Of course I do!" The vendor turned around and took out a dirty bottle from a tattered leather bag next to him and placed it in front of him.
"Nature will tell us a lot of knowledge, and poison is one of them. The poison dart frog and the king of poisonous trees seal their throats when they see blood. The highly toxic poison extracted from it is guaranteed to be healed within a few seconds as long as the skin is scratched. Finished."
"Is this your bottle?"
"Don't believe it? It doesn't matter..." The vendor took out a thin needle, opened the cap of the bottle and dipped the needle in. Then he took out a cage of mice from behind, reached in and grabbed one out, and poked the mouse with the needle. For a moment.
Immediately, the mouse began to twitch violently, and then collapsed after just three seconds.
"How's it going?" The vendor handed the mouse to Lu Ning, then took out a small bottle, threw the needle in and carefully corked the bottle, "Whether it's murder or suicide, it's quick."
Black market transactions require on-site inspection, and the vendors who are so well prepared must be veterans. When Lu Ning left the stall, the small bottle had been put into her pocket.
After walking some distance, she found another special stall.
There is a white tent set up here, and a short old woman is sitting in the tent, with a crystal ball, copper coins, tarot cards and other mixed divination tools in hand. The most special thing here is that the old woman His face was not covered, and his deeply wrinkled face was filled with sorrow that seemed to never fade away.
This is a divination house.
There were actually four or five people queuing up here, which is a sight that is almost unheard of in the black market.
"What does this place do?" Lu Ning walked over and asked the person at the end of the team.
The man turned his head, and a skull mask was placed in front of Lu Ning.
"Grandma Gui is a fortune teller, and her fortune-telling is always successful. Unfortunately, she is old and lacks energy, so she only opens in the morning for a while."
After the skull mask finished speaking, he tilted his head and stared at Lu Ning's mask, and suddenly asked: "Where did you buy your mask? It looks good. I'm going to get one like this too."
"I don't know if it was given by someone else," Lu Ning said.
The skull mask shook his head in disappointment and turned back. The team was not moving very fast, and Lu Ning waited for almost an hour before it was her turn to pass.
"Sit down, little girl."
As soon as Lu Ning walked into the tent, she heard Granny Ghost's soft voice.
"You are indeed very powerful." Lu Ning smiled and sat in front of Granny Ghost, "I wonder how much the divination costs?"
"It depends on what you want to divination. You have a lot of confusions in your heart, but time is tight, so let's ask the most important ones." Granny Ghost reached out to touch the crystal ball and said slowly.
"Well... Do you know the murderer who killed my father?" Lu Ning immediately asked a question for which no clues had been obtained so far.
Granny Ghost looked up at her, then took out a bamboo stick filled with bamboo sticks from under the table and shook it twice, and a bamboo stick fell down. Lu Ning took a look at the bamboo stick. It was long and thin, with only some red dots on it and nothing else.
"Father? Huh? Isn't your father still alive? Oh...well, you are really a bit strange..." Granny Ghost said as she stood up shakily and took down a chessboard from the shelf behind the tent. , and a box of mixed black and white Go pieces.
"Little girl, grab a handful of chess pieces and throw them on the chessboard. Use less strength. I'm older and it takes a lot of effort to pick the chess pieces."
She placed the chessboard in front of Lu Ning, and then handed the chess box to Lu Ning.
Lu Ning followed the instructions and took out the chess pieces and threw them out. About a dozen chess pieces bounced on the chessboard a few times, some fell outside, and some stayed on the chessboard.
"Hmm, um... you mean your current 'father', I see. It's really strange for you. He is obviously alive but has death energy. There is no damage or movement in the formation, but there are changes and injuries. It's a pity that this A half-close relationship cannot help you find a clear position. If you go to the Queen's Golden Crown Gambling Game on the 18th floor next Friday, you can have a fateful intersection with that person... Although your recent destiny has a small impact. There was no catastrophe in the calamity, but the future is unclear... strange, strange." Granny Ghost raised her head, reached out and pulled out three Tarot cards next to her.
"The chariot, the tower, the world." Granny Ghost bared her teeth, "Little girl, my ability is limited and I can only tell you so much. If you can trust me, you might as well remember what happened today. It may be helpful to you. I'm... tired, go out and tell them they're closed today."
"Thank you." Lu Ning bowed slightly to Granny Ghost, and then walked out of the tent. The tent curtain behind her immediately lowered, and there was a sound of disappointment from the people waiting outside.
Lu Ning ignored that and quickly got into the crowd nearby.
In a scene with superpowers, the credibility of divination is greatly improved. However, Lu Ning was not convinced yet. After all, Granny Gui's divination was too complicated, and she could not figure out the mystery. Although the other party seems to have revealed part of her "crow" identity, this is not a secret that she needs to protect.
It's enough to know this when I go to the gambling game on the 18th floor of the Queen's Golden Crown next Friday.
There is still business to do today.
In the inner area of the black market, there are many simple-shaped wooden houses, which are naturally better than the shacks on the outside. These houses can at least be called buildings.
Black Clinic - This is the favorite place for those who are brave and ruthless.
Anyone who dares to practice medicine in a place like this is not small, because those with poor skills have been beaten to death with sacks. Moreover, two or three doctors in one clinic can handle almost all types of medical treatment, from surgery to internal medicine, whether it is amputation or bone setting, and even such work as childbirth.
Under such high demands, only four clinics have survived to this day.
Lu Ning stepped into one of the broken doors.
"Treat or get medicine?" There was a man in a black coat at the door, sitting on a mat facing a black and white TV, watching a video of a comedy program from an unknown year. When Lu Ning came in, the man pressed pause, turned around and asked.
"I heard there is organ smuggling here?"
"Huh?" The man curled his lips, "Yes, there are, but there are not enough sources. What kind of organ are you looking for? You have to wait in line to make an appointment."
"Hmm...then you're in the right place."
Lu Ning hooked the ring of the curtain at the door with her backhand and slowly pulled it down, covering the door. The light suddenly dimmed.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, but suddenly a cold light hit his face.
"The one who ruined the place?"
With a sharp shout, the man leaned back to avoid the flying knife that hit his face, then reached out and pulled out a scalpel from the shelf next to him, turned over and got up.
"Good response." Lu Ning grabbed the hood and pulled it down slightly. At the same time, a metal cylinder hit the ground and bounced up, making a crisp sound.
The flash bomb exploded, and the man was suddenly hit by a strong light in a dark environment. He immediately lost his vision and hurriedly began to wield the scalpel in his hand.
Lu Ning waved his hand and ejected the sword cart, knocking the knife out of the man's hand. Then the flying knife in his left hand and the sword blade in his right hand pierced the man's shoulder socket from the left and right. He quickly drew the knife and turned around to kick him in the chest.
Bang!
The man hit an iron shelf at the back, and the bottles and cans and some iron tools fell down, hitting him all over. Some liquid seeped into his wounds, causing him to scream.
No one has come out until now. Is this clinic closed today?
Lu Ning crippled the man's knees with two swords, then grabbed his collar and whispered, "Where are the others in the clinic?"
"I, I don't know..."
"You don't know? Who are you lying to?" Lu Ning pressed the sword chariot against his heart, "Tell the truth!"
"I, I really don't know, I just look after the door, check in, and hang up the phone to the boss when guests come..."
"Where's the phone?"
"Kabutu...Kouli..."
With a flash of sword light, Lu Ning tore open the man's clothes and pants. An old-fashioned mobile phone fell out. She picked it up and opened the address book. There were only a few code names in it.
"Boss, doctor, informant, dealer?"
"This place will only open if there is business... I know there is an operating room in the back for intern doctors, but I really don't know anything else... I... click..."
As the man spoke, foam formed at the corners of his mouth and he stopped moving. The blood flowing out of his shoulder socket had turned purple-black, and his face and lips were starting to turn blue. It was obvious that the potions contained highly toxic substances.
"Tsk." Lu Ning pushed the man away, turned around and began to search around. There was no valuable information outside the clinic, but the man's registration book was found.
Above are appointments for treatment of various diseases, most of which are diseases such as organ failure, cancer, and limb injuries. There is no name of the person making the appointment, and there is no contact information. There is only an appointment time and meeting time.
Most of them are ticked, which means they have already met. Lu Ning was basically sure that the appointment was only the first confirmation, and the more detailed information was discussed after the second meeting. From this, it seemed that this man was probably just a janitor.
She picked a few bottles that hadn't fallen off the shelf and filled them up, then walked to the back of the clinic.
To the left is a row of six small operating rooms. Different from the filth outside, the environment in the operating room is clean and tidy, and even smells of disinfectant. There are no shadowless lamps but a few high-power light bulbs for lighting, and even the floor is paved with ceramic tiles.
On the right side are two warehouses, a bedroom, bathroom and kitchen. There are two disinfection cabinets in the last room, and disinfected towels, blankets and other items are neatly placed in a plastic basket.
"I heard that many surgical tools are disposable, and I don't know if that's true." Lu Ning looked around and didn't see any surgical tools. It seemed that many of them had been thrown away. There were also some on the iron shelf in front of him. , it was probably used by men as self-defense weapons, but unfortunately it was of no use.
However, some clues were found in the bedroom.
There is a notepad on the bedside cabinet, which seems to be the notes of an intern. It records some recent surgical details. The record lasts until March 22nd, but there is no record after that, and we don’t know what happened. However, Lu Ning could tell from the diary that the intern didn't know about organ smuggling at first, and was extremely frightened after finding out.
[On March 17, Mr. Smith’s wound healed successfully. This was my first major surgery patient, and I was very happy to see him recover.
But what was the cargo he negotiated with the doctor? I believe in the doctor's medical skills, but I can't vouch for his character. Words like matching and transplantation make me think too much...]
[On March 20th, I met the tailor. '
Sure enough, the doctor asked me to help him deal with some things. The things were packed in a large black plastic bag. It was not very heavy. Liu and I could easily carry it away... But I am a medical student after all. Look. You can also guess the person inside from the shape.
Or a corpse.
The tailor's house was very clean, we put down our things and left, but the place still scares me when I think about it. 】
