binary dead train

Chapter 37
The phantom limb sprang out, and pulled the doctor's coat to his eyes.

"What is a kidney harvest?"

Turing's cold mask looked at him.

The latter was so frightened that the scalpel fell to the ground with trembling hands:

"Yes Yes……"

"I'll tell you."

At this time, Jonah on the side suddenly mentioned the old man, who was ashen-faced and silent.

Turing looked at him.

Jonah clenched his hands, his fists even trembling with anger.

"You have also seen that the people here are all old, weak, sick and disabled?"

"But that's just the appearance."

"I said I 'was' a member of this place, because I can't stand their insanity!"

It seemed that anger made him a little impulsive, Jonah grabbed his pistol and hit the old man hard on the head:
"Say! Where are the people you captured!"

"At...at...the old place!"

The old man didn't speak, but the doctor who was held by the phantom limb spoke.

"What's the old place?" Turing looked at Jonah.

He probably already knew what the place was for.

Jonah gave the doctor on the phantom limb a hard look, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

"Talk while you walk."

After all, he threw away the old man in his hand, and took Turing and five monster weapons into a ruin.

"Your Excellency Gray Fox, you don't know much about the Lonely House, do you?"

Jonah seemed to be holding back his anger, and got into a door with ease.

"I heard the name of this organization for the first time today. Are you an orphan? They raised you?"

From the ragged people around and the name of the Lonely House, Turing made some guesses.

"That's right." Jonah nodded, "The Lonely House is an organization for adopting orphans, and I am an orphan raised by the Lonely House."

"This organization absorbs refugees, trains orphans, and then lets them enter various industries, but mostly gangsters."

"A talent agency that has been raised since childhood?" Turing summed it up.

"Probably." Jonah seemed in no mood to pay attention to Turing's cold humor.

"It was like this. This place is where I stayed when I was about 16 years old. After I was 25 years old, I became a freelance mercenary and left the ruins."

"That's why they say you're their family?"

"Is such that."

The road ahead turned into a basement, like a sewer extending in all directions, opened up countless wide secret passages.

"So, what about kidney extraction?" Turing shifted the topic to the key point.

"Take a kidney..."

Having said that, Jonah's eyes dimmed.

According to Jonah, the Lonely House was originally an organization that adopted orphans, trained them and sent them to gangs.

And this ruin is just a fringe stronghold.

However, the ruins run a very dark business:

Organ trade.

The vagrants here use deception, kidnapping and other means to abduct civilians from outside the city, collect their organs for freezing, and then find good buyers through middlemen or gray platforms and sell them.

"It's really insane."

"I came back once before and found out what they were doing."

Jonah clenched his fists.

"I stopped them at the time and let the people they kidnapped go, but I didn't expect that not only were there no police to clean them up, but they were still continuing to operate these black businesses."

"Later, I investigated and found that the previous victims were all secretly warned or assassinated, and this matter was never notified to the ears of the police."

"When I come back this time, I just want to persuade them to give up these businesses."

After hearing what the other party said, Turing said:
"Then have you thought about one thing?"

"How big is the organ trading business? How much is the sum? These people's living standards are so poor, where does the money go? Isn't this controlled by the Lonely House?"

"Even if I persuade these people, is it useful?"

Turing pointed out the problem to the point.

Joan was silent for a while:

"We are mercenaries, not police. I can only go so far."

"Forget it, let's save people first."

Turing shook his head and took the lead in quickening his pace.

The life and death of the victim has nothing to do with him, and he has no interest in it, but this is a humanitarian issue.

He didn't expect to bump into such a dark thing.

The underground passage seems to be formed by the former sewer system in this area. Dirty water has filled the entire sewer, and the stench is suffocating.

Turing dodged the dirty water above, and then drenched on the Yaojishu who was caught off guard. The latter shivered suddenly, and immediately licked his whole body up and down.

The two walked through the underground passage and came to a locked iron gate.

"It's here."

Jonah took out his pistol and pointed it at the lock, only to see a huge claw directly grabbing the entire iron door and throwing it away.

He glanced blankly at the phantom limb Turing retracted, and swallowed.

"It's still better to use mine."

With that said, Turing walked in first.

After the noise of the iron door being knocked over, there was a lot of screaming inside the door. When the two walked in, they saw five young girls huddled in the corner, and another standing not far from them, holding a bag in his hand. A rusty steel bar.

Several people were shocked by Turing's appearance and froze in place.

What is this?
Dr. Octopus?

robot?
"We're here to save you."

Jonah retracted the gun to his waist, and raised a hand to signal the young man holding the steel bar not to be impulsive.

"Where is the other person?"

Jonah was talking about the man the doctor operated on.

"You... are you really here to save us?"

The young man holding the rebar tightly trembled, sweating profusely.His face was swollen, and his figure was tall, but he was a little stooped at the moment.The down jacket on his body was torn several times, it was full of dirt, and he looked extremely embarrassed, obviously he had been beaten a lot.

The same is true for the few people behind him, who can barely see the original bright clothes.

But for some reason, Turing suddenly felt that a few people inside looked familiar.

"Stop talking nonsense, there is another person? His life is in danger now!" Jonah roared.

"I'll show you the way!"

A girl who had been huddled in the corner seemed to have awakened, stood up abruptly, and rushed to a door:
"This door is locked, we can't open it!"

Jonah slammed on the door, and Turing pushed him back with his phantom limb, indicating that you should go back a little bit, little brother.

Then a phantom limb crushed the door panel and sent it flying.

Several victims were stunned for a while, and looked at Jonah.

"Is this your...robot?"

"He's not that big of a face yet."

Turing said, and walked in first.The extremely electric dry voice startled several people again.

A group of people walked through two rooms and came to a simple operating room. Two black doctors stood aside and looked at them in panic, and Turing slapped them away.

When she saw the figure on the operating table, the girl who stood up first burst into tears, and was about to rush forward in two or three steps.

"Little Leaf!!!"

"He's not dead yet."

Turing grabbed the girl and walked forward to observe the man's situation, while Jonah reached out and held his neck.

"There is still help, don't panic!"

After being drunk by the two of them, the girl was immediately pleasantly surprised and worried, covering her face with tears streaming down her face.The other girl held her in her arms, also with tears in her eyes.

The other boys were furious in an instant, grabbed the things they could carry around and used them as weapons to rush towards the black doctor.

Turing pushed a few people to the back again, grabbed two black doctors and threw them to the operating table:

"Sew him back."

The black doctor was stunned for a moment, and the young girls were also stunned.

"What are you doing in a daze? I asked you to sew him back. Haven't cut it yet? Then clean it up for me and sew it up!"

"But we... we didn't clear the conditions..."

This kind of kidney cutting operating room doesn't care about sanitary conditions at all.

"Then simply clean it up and sew it up." Turing ordered the doctor, looked at the other's trembling hands, and shouted angrily again: "Why are you shaking? If you sew the wrong place, I will sew you two together!"

After speaking, he pointed to another black doctor, and the two of them dared not make any mistakes immediately, and carefully cleaned up the sutures for the young man.

"Call an ambulance right away, and send him to the hospital for emergency treatment after the sutures are completed. If it is in time, don't worry about postoperative infection, he will be fine."

Jonah turned around and ordered a few people, and the victims nodded in confusion.

After the black doctor sewed up the young man, Turing patted both of them on the wall without saying a word.

Seeing the blood flower that exploded in front of them, several victims were startled:
"Aren't you... aren't you... the police..."

Turing looked back at them.

"You think we look like cops?"

After speaking, let Jonah hug the young man who was still under anesthesia, and lead a few people out of the basement.

After coming out, Jonah showed them the way to leave.

"Thank you... thank you..."

The girl kept wiping away her tears, looking like she wanted to hug her but was afraid, and in the end she could only hug her companion tightly and cry bitterly.The rest of the people also thanked again and again.

"You...don't you come with us?" A bold boy asked.

"Leave immediately," Jonah ordered.

Although they were a little strange about their identities, the current situation was urgent, and they could only take the young man named Xiaoye away from the ruins quickly, and call the police and emergency numbers.

"Then, next..."

"Crack!"

As Jonah said, as soon as he took out the communicator, he saw that the phantom limb crushed the chest cavity of a homeless man who was not dead.

"Kill this place clean."

A voice full of electric dryness reached Jonah's ears, and he shivered suddenly.

"Wait... wait? You said you want to kill this place?!"

"What are you keeping these dregs for?" Turing sneered, "It's not enough for 100 years, so stay here to waste food?"

As Turing spoke, he was about to give orders to several monster weapons.

boom! !

"careful!"

There was a sudden gunshot, and bullets fired from nowhere flew towards Turing!

Jonah immediately wanted to push him away, but it was too late.

And under Turing's powerful dynamic vision, he saw the bullet getting closer and closer to his shoulder, and then...

Clusters of tiny phantom limbs protruding from the back of his head instantly wrapped his entire shoulders.

Ouch!
With a crisp sound, the bullet was ejected by the phantom limb and fell to the ground.Turing, on the other hand, tilted his shoulder back, and a strong dull pain came from his shoulder.

He heaved a sigh of relief, and several monster weapons instantly jumped on the shooter, tearing him to pieces.

"Are you okay?" Jonah immediately stepped forward to check Turing's injuries.

"It's okay. But it's a dull pain." Turing rubbed his shoulder.

"The muscle may have been concussed. You should find yourself a doctor afterwards." Jonah didn't say much.

This kind of injury is nothing more than a minor injury to a mercenary who is licking blood with a knife.

But for Turing, this was barely the first time he was injured.

A big reason is that his physical fitness is still not strong enough.

but……

He noticed clusters of tiny phantom limbs that gradually retracted.

The potential of this thing is greater than I imagined.

Then, he fixed his gaze on the bullet on the ground.

Moreover, it seems to have found a way to defend the bullet...

"Are you going to kill them all?"

Finding that Turing seemed to be staring at his shoulder in a daze, Jonah spoke.

"Have you heard a word?"

"What?" Jonah was taken aback.

"Hell is empty, the devil is on earth."

Turing twisted his shoulders and invited his own lucky five rats.

And Jonah slammed his hand on his other shoulder, looking solemnly at his helmet:

"Let's go, leave it to the police..."

Under the mask, Turing gradually narrowed his eyes.

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