Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the real-time footage captured by the drone. When he saw the ashen-faced Minister of Health being escorted into an armored prison van by the special police, Yang Tianyi was not too surprised by the arrival of this moment.
"Send someone to protect Juliana Dlamini, I don't want to see some people using children as bargaining chips."
This was his only explanation to Xingshu after the prison car slowly drove out of the camera.
Even if Lesedi does not serve the group wholeheartedly and even wants to use the group as a capital for her promotion, her daughter should not become a victim of this farce. What's more, Juliana is recovering from a serious illness, and she needs careful care both mentally and physically to return to her former healthy state.
This is how Yang Tianyi behaves. Lesedi used her services to the group in exchange for her daughter's health. Now that the other party was arrested by the police for acting as the fulcrum to leverage the two major forces of Qunxing and Arasaka, she has fulfilled part of her obligations to the group. promise.
What you pay must be rewarded, but the reward should be determined based on how much you pay - this is not only his own principle, but also the business philosophy that Qunxing Group has followed since its establishment.
After the order was issued to dispatch manpower to protect Juliana, Yang Tianyi continued to watch attentively the actions of Christopher Johnson on another screen. This person was currently much more important to the group than the health minister of a medium-sized country.
Because he was worried that taking the shrimp people out of District 9 rashly would alert the snake, he did not let the intelligent shrimp people such as Christopher and Paul leave their original residences. He just asked the Immortal Army still stationed inside District 9 to pay more attention on weekdays to avoid At that time, Arasaka Company will come again to snatch the fruit that already belongs to the group.
"As you can see, this was once a gene extractor used by the mothership warehouse to verify the identity of the Watchers. There must be quite a lot of native gene remnants in it."
While explaining the principle to the engrossed robot beside him, Christopher gently unscrewed the cylindrical technological object in his hand, poured the light cyan viscous liquid that had been there for an unknown period of time into the funnel bit by bit, and watched carefully as the liquid slowly flowed in. The transparent hose, after several purification processes, turned into a drop of dark blue liquid and dripped from the outlet of the simple equipment.
When the dark blue liquid drips on a small layer of black fluid laid down below, something wonderful happens.
The concentrated gene solution that had lost its activation value was instantly mixed with the black fluid, and set off red waves like peaks on the surface of the fluid, as if some hidden creature was awakened, and the waves were like blood. The color is full of the taboo charm that breaks the shackles of biology, making Yang Tianyi almost unable to take his eyes away.
"These are 'resuscitation fluids' invented by native shrimp people. They are specially used to activate biomass that cannot be resurrected by conventional techniques, but the premise is that the object cannot be completely inactivated."
Christopher's eyes were as focused as Yang Tianyi's, but he was a lot more nervous.
After so many years, no matter how accomplished the native shrimp man is in biotechnology, after all, most of the items with residues are not made for preservation, so failure is a common thing for him when refining native genes.
But this time he was lucky. The activation process only lasted a few seconds before a drop of pitch-black liquid passed through the waves and dripped into the metal tank below that was used to store genes.
Seeing that the automatic sealing component at the opening of the tank finally closed after many years, and the red indicator light indicating insufficient raw liquid also turned into a usable blue, Christopher suddenly wanted to sing a song excitedly, but realized that he was still in the ninth place. Even though the area and outside were full of MNU patrol mercenaries, he still restrained the joy that almost made him faint.
"Twenty years of hard work, finally, finally over..."
After the extreme excitement, as the high emotions gradually subsided, Christopher looked at the small metal can that was not much longer than a human hand, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.
Raising his hand to brush away the tears, he looked at Paul next to him, only to find that the other person's eyes had filled with tears at some point and he was stammering and speechless.
No one knows what kind of price they have paid for this small jar of genetic fluid in the past twenty years. The repeated escapes from the hands of the MNU and gangs are probably the least hardships worth mentioning.
Paul's best friend, Johnson's mother, and countless other loved ones fell on this only road. Maybe they would regret some of the things they had done before they died, but the reason was never to help Christopher.
"Maybe you were once slaves, but now you have the key to freedom in your hands. Congratulations to both of you."
Of course, the considerate Yang Tianyi would not ruin this beautiful moment, so he clapped his hands and congratulated him and then stood there, quietly waiting for the two people's emotions to return to normal.
"The next step is to activate the command module. With this genetic key, I can directly send remote commands to the mothership and have it pick us up over the restricted area."
A few minutes later, Christopher, who had calmed down, held the metal tank containing the liquid in his hands and said solemnly: "But the MNU has deployed a lot of anti-aircraft weapons around the mothership. I'm worried that after they confirm that they can't stop the mothership, they will open fire directly." It shoots down.”
Yang Tianyi nodded when he heard this, thinking that Christopher's worries were reasonable.
Although the level of human science and technology in the world of District 9 is not high, if you want to sink a huge mothership, it will definitely consume an astronomical amount of weapons and ammunition, but MNU, as the world's second largest arms supplier, is in short supply of weapons and ammunition.
Especially under the premise that there is no shield protection on the outside of the mothership, the senior officials of MNU and the Western World are absolutely willing to pay any price to prevent the shrimp people from returning home.
Should we save some weapons and ammunition now to deal with the overwhelming revenge fleet of the shrimp people in the future, or shoot down the mothership and eliminate the threat in the cradle. This is not a multiple-choice question for humans at all, because any reasonable person knows what to do.
In other words, even if conventional weapons cannot cause fatal damage to the mothership, Yang Tianyi has no doubt that humans will use nuclear bombs to intercept. If one is not enough, then two, if two are not enough, then three. As long as it can shoot down that human Pandora's Box, a few nuclear bombs and the protests of the South African government are nothing at all.
Even if the group is willing to help Christopher, it is still difficult to take away all the shrimp people in District 9, not to mention Yang Tianyi has no intention of letting the 1.8 million modified shrimp people leave the earth.
Just kidding, a few people are enough to ask for help. If we really want the other party to take away all the shrimp people, what will the group's scientific researchers study? What will you use to experiment with the gene refining and activation technology you just got?
However, these are operations that need to be carried out secretly, so Yang Tianyi implicitly stated that if Christopher wanted to leave, he could arrange for manpower to take care of him at any time, but at most he would be allowed to take a few hundred people out of District 9.
As for who to take away, they can let the other party choose on their own. Anyway, there is still plenty of time. The contest between Arasaka and Qunxing is unlikely to have any results in the short term. Taking a steady and steady approach to avoid overturning is the group's current top priority.
"I have something to do later, so I won't accompany you two for now. If you are ready, Christopher, please contact me at any time."
After Yang Tianyi finished speaking, he controlled the robot to a dark corner of the room. The light in the mechanical eyeball dimmed and turned on the sleep mode.
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"Ms. Dlamini, I advise you to cooperate with the investigation. Otherwise, even if you are a former national health minister, you will never get out of a high-security prison for the rest of your life."
After hearing the hidden threat in the interrogator's words, Lesedi, who was sitting on the cold iron chair, raised his head, with a sad smile on his face, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth seemed to contain disdain and sarcasm.
About two or three hours ago, she was escorted in a prison van to this secret facility, which is nominally co-managed by the South African government and MNU. Whether out of respect or not, the armed officers who escorted her to the interrogation room did not put a hood or shackles on her, so she saw many MNU researchers and mercenaries wearing protective clothing along the way.
After searching in her memory, Lesedi estimated that the facility she was currently in was the MNU secret base that Yang Tianyi once showed her. Hundreds of scientific researchers who had signed confidentiality agreements were studying alien weapons here, and Combining shrimp and human genes is an illegal experiment that violates ethics and morals.
From the other party's attitude, it was not difficult for her to guess that it was probably the Rippers in her basement who aroused MNU's strong interest, so she directly bypassed the South African government and took her to a secret facility for interrogation.
Due to an accidental fall in the explosion created by the Arasaka ninja, Lesedi lost the miniature brainwave transmitter hanging from her ear, so the Ripper fell into a motionless state without further instructions, and then Captured by the MNU with a large dose of tranquilizer bombs.
It is foreseeable that before the owner of the brainwave transmitter issues new orders, even if they wake up from anesthesia, the Rippers will still stay in the high-voltage electric cage prepared by MNU and let the scientists cut their bodies. Flesh is used for research.
Thinking of this, Lesedi closed his eyes and seemed to accept the fate that he would be imprisoned in the future.
Where did the Ripper come from, who created it, who killed the high-ranking officials who died tragically in her home, why there were traces of fighting in her home, and so on. No matter what the other party said, she refused to answer the interrogator's questions.
She is now just a prisoner who has lost all her titles and official positions. She cannot afford to offend MNU or the star creatures, so for her daughter Juliana, the best answer she can give is silence.
However, the interrogator obviously lost his patience at this time. Seeing that this stubborn woman was unwilling to say even a word, he waved to the mercenary behind him and handed over a tablet with Juliana's photo and personal information.
"This is your daughter, right? She's quite cute."
The interrogator pretended to praise and then threatened: "Don't think that she is safe now. As long as I want, she can come here to accompany you at any time. If you can understand the meaning of this sentence, then I suggest you speak as soon as possible."
Lesedi's lips moved slightly when she heard the words, and her eyes that were extremely firm just now suddenly became a little evasive - she loved her daughter very much, but she never thought that one day this would become a way for others to threaten her.
After silently praying for her daughter in her heart for a while, she slowly said: "I didn't kill the person, and I don't know anything about those monsters. If you want to interrogate me, interrogate me, and don't touch my daughter."
The interrogator, who thought there was going to be some progress, felt that he had been tricked, so he immediately handed the tablet back to the mercenary and sneered: "Send some people to the police to take over the minister's beloved daughter." , in the name of mother-daughter reunion.”
"If this woman doesn't cooperate by then, little Juliana will suffer!"
The interrogator laughed triumphantly and closed the door of the interrogation room. He did not notice at all that Lesedi's eyes were fixed on his face, and the strong murderous intent in his eyes almost jumped out of his eyes, turning that face away. The owner of the face was eaten alive.
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