Chapter 996: Working Together Again

Chapter 996: Working Together Again

The eyebrows of the baseball-capped boy trembled, and he finally opened his eyes. When he looked at Zhang Heng, clear hints of fear flashed across his pupils.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Who do you think?" Zhang Heng asked rhetorically.

"We did a background check on you. You are just a common bodyguard clone produced by the G7Z security company. Your memory is nothing out of the ordinary. They wouldn't put too much attention on a clone like you. I know they also gave you a default memory template. You were not supposed to be able to connect with the relatives and friends that you have. Anyway, they just needed to make sure that you wouldn't doubt your identity temporarily. You do indeed have better fitness than ordinary people, and you should only possess basic bodyguard defensive skills. How did you get so good at fighting? Where did you learn your marksmanship, assassination skills, and camouflage skills? Did someone privately give you some special memory? How can you explain your physical fitness? Why is it so much better than the description?"

The boy raised a series of questions, but Zhang Heng answered none of them. Feng Zi, on the other side, was taken aback.

"Are you a clone?"

"If you are referring to a standard-configuration clone, I do have the serial code on the back of my neck and the tracking device under my cerebral cortex, " Zhang Heng said.

"How is this possible? I've had a few cloned co-workers before—you are completely different from them. They are like... like the blindfolded donkeys I told you about. However, I don't feel that about you. In fact, when you stepped into the bar, I felt that you were more real than ever. You are more real than a clone and even more real than the ordinary people around me," Feng Zi said.

"My situation is more complicated. I will explain it to you later when I have the opportunity." Zhang Heng said. He then turned his attention to the boy in the baseball cap. "It's now my time to ask the questions."

While talking, Zhang Heng took out the Oath Rings and a piece of parchment from his backpack. After completing the pre-ceremonial rituals, Zhang Heng began to ask questions.

It took him about an hour to find out who the members of the response team were, and their location on the second level. Zhang Heng asked all the questions in detail, with Feng Zi by his side lending assistance. When the Oath Rings showed that the boy was lying, Feng Zi would teach him a lesson with the laser gun in her hand.

After a few times being hit by the laser gun, there were a few more bloody holes appeared on the baseball cap boy's thigh. He could also smell his own flesh cooking. Realizing that it would do him no good if he continued to lie, he eventually chose to cooperate obediently.

However, Zhang Heng knew that this information could only be used for reference. The emergency response team would make corresponding adjustments once they realized that the boy had been captured. So, while Zhang Heng asked the questions, Feng Zi followed up with the union's movements on the handheld computer.

She noticed that there were only four rewards left, she and Zhang Heng included. It also meant there were only three couriers left.

"Last question." Zhang Heng looked at the boy in the baseball cap. "You should have a communication channel between your team, right?"

"That's right, but you threw away my bracelet," the boy winced.

"It doesn't matter. You should remember how to contact your captain."

The boy with a baseball cap hesitated for a moment but quickly nodded after glancing at Feng Zi's laser gun.

"Yes."

"Give me his contact information."

After that, Zhang Heng took the handheld computer from Feng Zi and sent Mr. G an encrypted email. The password was Miss F's birthday. And the other party did not disappoint him. He received a reply three minutes later.

The email contained the address of a chat room.

Zhang Heng joined the chat room, and he received a communication request from After he clicked "confirm," Mr. G's voice could be heard from the other side almost immediately. And he was furious.

"What's your previous email supposed to mean? You know the team will see that email, don't you?"

"I am the real courier. Isn't it normal for me to sacrifice other baits to get out of trouble when people from Shengtang Morgan target me?" Zhang Heng said casually.

After he finished, Mr. G, on the opposite side, was also speechless. Since Zhang Heng was the real courier, there was indeed no problem for Zhang Heng to do what he did. However, Mr. G also realized that Zhang Heng might have realized that he was being betrayed by him when he sent the email. So Mr. G's voice finally returned to normal, without any anger.

"Since we both are wise men, let's not beat around the bush. I admit that I lied to you about the transaction because, like Miss F, I still can't trust you. However, everything I told you about the operation is true. No matter what role you play in this transaction, as long as you make it back alive, I will fulfill my promise and extract the tracking device in your head. However, you ruined everything with an email. You choose to go against me. So don't expect me to perform the operation on you," Mr. G snarled.

"I'm against you? Then I must admit that quite a few people must be against you right now," Zhang Heng said. He then took a quick look at the screen and paused.

"I noticed. Apart from me, you have only two couriers left. It seems like without me helping you stall the emergency response team. Not looking good for your other couriers."

"My people are good enough."

"I don't doubt that, but it seems they aren't half as good as the emergency response team," Zhang Heng chuckled.

"What are you trying to say?" Mr. G asked after a moment of silence.

"Your transaction is complete, right? But it looks like your people are in trouble now. I noticed that they are about to be caught by the emergency response team. But luckily, I'm still here."

"Would you like to help my people get back to the first level?" Mr. G asked.

"It depends on what you are willing to offer."

Mr. G, on the other side of the phone, thought for about three seconds, and he seemed to be weighing Zhang Heng's proposal.

"If you can help my people get back to the first floor, then our previous agreement will still stand. I will arrange someone to do the operation for you, and I won't hold you accountable for the email that you sent me," he said after a while.

"An additional five million credits, compensation for betraying me," Zhang Heng said lightly.

Mr. G sounded a little angry when he heard Zhang Heng's request.

"Better don't go overboard, you."

"It's just a tiny, reasonable request. It can't a big sum to you, isn't it?."

Mr. G hesitated for a moment.

"Well, I will let the courier with the goods contact you later. You must protect his safety," he finally said.

"Deal."