Chapter 39 Chapter 21 Ending Without a Shadow

Three days later, Mencius' car stopped in front of a small villa, walked up the steps in front of the door, and rang the doorbell. The man who opened the door was a man wearing glasses, a little bald, maybe he just woke up, he was wearing a thick nightgown, looking at him sleepily, "Who are you looking for?" "Excuse me, is this Mr. Li Zishu?" Mencius bent slightly in a very gentlemanly manner, as if he was visiting a respected elder. "I'm Li Zishu, that's right, may I ask who you are?" The man with glasses opened his eyes vigorously, as if trying to break free from sleepiness.

"My name is Mencius, and I'm here for medical treatment." Mencius said with a smile, "Uncle Li, won't you invite me in?" Li Zishu frowned, "Uncle Li? I don't seem to have this kind of relationship with you, right?" He suddenly showed a vigilant look, "Who are you?" Mencius simply pushed the door open, ignored Li Zishu's obstruction, strode into the room, and said loudly, "Your place is not bad, it's enough to put... at least fifteen operating tables." Li Zishu's face stiffened immediately, and panic appeared in his eyes, "What operating table! What nonsense are you talking about! You are not welcome here, please get out!"

Mencius turned around coolly, and said calmly, "I can give you money, a lot of money, as long as you can perform an operation for me, the price is whatever you want." Li Zishu gulped down his saliva, pushed his glasses, "Sir, I don't quite understand what you said." "Why don't you understand?" Mencius leaned comfortably on the sofa, "I'm dying, I hope Uncle Li can give me a hand." Li Zishu laughed a little funny, "You look very healthy, it's too early to talk about whether you will die or not?" Mencius shook his head, "Ordinary people can't see my illness, and if they can see it, they can't be cured."

"I really can't see it." Li Zishu became serious.Maybe his mood changed too quickly just now, and he also felt that he had exposed his mercenary nature, so he tried to restrain himself little by little. "That's because I don't have an attack now. When I don't have an attack, I am no different from a normal person." Mencius said, "But once an attack occurs, I will suddenly faint or even die suddenly." "Impossible?" Li Zishu laughed, showing his jagged teeth, "Patients like that have long been obediently staying in the hospital."

"Didn't I just say that my illness cannot be cured by ordinary doctors." "Then there's nothing I can do." Li Zishu pushed his glasses again, the sweat on his nose made the glasses keep sliding down, "I'm also a general doctor." "A general doctor, can I perform the same operation as my father?" Mencius felt a pleasure of knowing the privacy of others. "Your father?" Li Zishu's face turned serious, "Who is your father?" Mencius grinned, like he was laughing, but he didn't laugh out loud, and then said three words, "Meng-Kai-Tian."

Li Zishu's complexion suddenly changed, and his articulate words were no longer sharp, "You are, are you Kaitian's son?" "Back to the topic just now," Mencius began to guide the conversation, "are you willing to save me?" Li Zishu didn't speak, he didn't seem to be slowed down yet. "For Dad's sake, you shouldn't refuse." Mencius didn't seem to be begging, but oppressing. "Are you really Meng Kaitian's son?" Li Zishu's eyes were filled with suspicion. "Don't you want to know what my illness is? Then I'll tell you, organ failure, terminal illness." Mencius looked at him, saw the cup shake in his hand, and the tea spilled out. "Don't you get scared when you hear it?" Mencius said.

"At your age, how could you have such a problem?" Li Zishu asked in a questioning tone close to denial. "The problem is, it has already appeared," Mencius said, "otherwise, I wouldn't have come to beg you." Li Zishu tried to calm down and said: "Organ failure, the only solution is to do organ transplantation. You come to me, and you face the same problems as other doctors. Besides, I have retired, even if I I have the ability to help you, and I don't have that condition." "If you have money, you can do it," Mencius smiled slyly. "Ability is irreplaceable."

"Organ transplantation is not my patent, and I am not the only one who understands it. I don't understand why you must ask me to do it." "Because," Mencius' eyes became deep, "you are responsible for my life." Seeing his confused face, Mencius took a step closer and said, "I was born in 1973." Mencius suddenly lowered the volume, As if afraid of being overheard.The man's hands visibly trembled again.Mencius saw it. "So what? There are many people born in 1973." Li Zishu raised his voice. "There are many. But among so many people, how many of them can have the special blood type of rh-negative?" Mencius still lowered his voice.He saw that Li Zishu's hands began to tremble again, more than before.Mencius sneered in his heart and continued, "I'm looking for you because you can withstand scares better than them. After they inspected my body, they treated me like a monster. I can't stand the perverted eyes. I Think, Uncle Li wouldn’t be so superficial, would he?”

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Li Zishu suddenly issued an order to evict the guest, "Please leave immediately, or I will call the police." Mencius smiled indifferently, and continued to say: "Heart failure can be done with heart replacement surgery, liver failure can be done with liver transplant surgery, kidney failure can be done with kidney surgery, then if all the organs of the whole body fail at the same time, shouldn't it be done? What about surgery?" Li Zishu avoided Mencius' gaze, "Your situation is too complicated, I think I can't do anything about it." When he said this, he obviously forgot the order to expel the guest that he had just issued.

"Really?" Mencius's voice suddenly cooled down, as if he was accusing Li Zishu of his heartlessness, "Even you won't help me." "I can't help!" Li Zishu yelled at him, as if he was afraid that he might not hear him. "It's all the same, it's just that I can't be saved anyway." Mencius spread his hands, seeing that Li Zishu was still silent, he continued to play, "However, I still want to thank you," he suddenly said with emotion, "At least, you gave me life." With a bang, the cup hit the ground, and my hands couldn't tremble anymore.Li Zishu stood as if dead, his body stiffened as if dead.

"I only have one question. You can choose not to answer it, but I hope there is an answer." Seeing that Li Zishu didn't refuse, Mencius asked, "Where is he? Another Rh-negative in 1973." Li Zishu moved his lips, but did not make a sound. "It seems that I have to post a missing person notice. Goodbye." Mencius finished the last sentence and was about to leave. "Wait," Li Zishu called to stop him, "I can help you with the operation, how much can you give?" "I said, let you bid." Li Zishu let out a long breath, "Okay, I'll do it for you, so that you can... live instead of him." Mencius' eyes lit up, instead, is he dead? A few days later, Mencius was lying on the operating table in the secret operating room.Compared with his own underground laboratory, this is a much larger space.The air-conditioning is particularly effective, good enough to preserve fresh corpses and good enough to freeze living organs.The shadowless lamp hangs above the head, as if it will be pressed down at any time, and the cold instruments rub against each other, making a sharp sound, sharper than a scalpel.Li Zishu pushed the stopper of the syringe, and a colorless liquid came out from the tip of the needle.The needle gradually approached the infusion tube, and the moment the needle tip was inserted into the soft hole, Situ rushed in with his men.In a panic, Li Zishu moved the tip of the needle towards Mencius' neck. At this moment, Mencius jumped off the operating table, and Li Zishu, who was stunned, looked at each other across the operating table. Li Zishu looked hesitantly at Mencius' pale smile, "Do you want to give up your life?" "This is not my life." Mencius said sadly. "Don't you understand what I mean? You want to live in his place, don't you understand?" "Are you talking about my original clone?" Mencius smiled calmly, as if he had seen through life and death, "No, he is not dead." "What?" Li Zishu was startled. Mencius put his hand on his chest and said, "I feel he is still alive." "Impossible, I disposed of him with my own hands." When Li Zishu said this, everyone present was stunned.Handling, what a heartless word. "Maybe someone saved him, maybe he didn't deserve to die. In short, he is still alive." Mencius was extremely calm, and he couldn't tell whether this calm was a fake or real.Li Zishu shook his head frantically, muttering about being taken away by Situ impossibly.Mencius looked at his back and lowered his head unbearably.Yeah, he was the one who gave him life after all. 7768 and 7769 stood outside Situ's office because Mencius was temporarily under house arrest.Mencius looked out the window at the vehicles passing by on the road, and thought that his life was like a pedestrian crossing the road, always in danger.Suddenly, Mencius frowned, walked quickly to the door and said loudly, "Open the door, I have something to tell Fu Junze." 7768 opened the door, "What are you talking about, I'll convey it for you." "Please tell him that in Li Zishu's laboratory, there is no equipment for the harmless disposal of cloned corpses." Jun Ze sat in the office and looked through the files slowly, his brows gradually furrowed. 7768 knocked on the door and came in, said what Mencius had said, and Jun Ze frowned even tighter. After 7768 went out, Situ came in and couldn't wait to pull Junze to interrogate Li Zishu, but Junze grabbed Situ instead and said, "This case is wrong." "Why not?" Seeing Jun Ze's confused face, Situ asked while sitting in front of him. "Just now Mencius asked someone to say that Li Zishu's laboratory does not have any equipment for harmless disposal." "That's right!" Situ slapped his thigh, "I was still thinking about this. What kind of harmless disposal did Mencius make? Li Zishu didn't make sense. Throwing corpses everywhere is too ostentatious. That's it. After a long time, it turns out that there is no such equipment.” "Is that right?" Jun Ze said with a dark face, "If Li Zishu owns the laboratory, would he have missed this key point?" "What do you mean?" Situ grabbed an apple and took a bite, "You suspect that the laboratory is not owned by Li Zishu? He is taking the blame for someone else?" "Leaving aside the harmless disposal equipment, Li Zishu's laboratory is so luxurious, how much effort and money does it cost? Li Zishu only returned to Hong Kong half a year ago, how could he conjure up a laboratory out of thin air? I Let Yuan Qiu go to the scene. The equipment is the latest research results in the past three years, so it is impossible for Li Zishu to equip it before going to the United States. After Li Zishu went to the United States, he came back once and stayed for less than a day. Weeks are gone, and it is impossible to complete such a huge laboratory project." Situ opened his mouth and slowly took the apple away, "Someone is secretly handling this matter for him." "That's right," Jun Ze's eyes were like eagles, "If Li Zishu really did this for profit, there must be an illegal organization behind him. I suspect that this laboratory was built by that organization. What Li Zishu sells is cloning technology, once he is finished, this lab will be for nothing." Situ nodded, "Then Li Zishu still has a share, and besides, this can't explain the problem of throwing the corpse." "No, it can be explained," Junze seemed to have sorted out his thoughts, "cloning, selling cloned human organs, and organ transplantation. Among these three processes, cloning is investment, and selling and transplanting are income. If you are the one who pays ,What would you do?" "You mean..." Situ was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly with the apple flesh in his mouth, and even dropped a lot of apple pomace. "Organ transplantation can be done in many hospitals. This laboratory is probably only used for cloning experiments. The organization behind Li Zishu controls the two links of cloned human organ trafficking and organ transplantation. They don't want Li Zishu to divide up the profits. I was also worried that he would open up his own sales and transplantation channels in private, so strict control was imposed on laboratory equipment, and even the disposal channels for cloned corpses were cut off." Jun Ze saw that Situ's apples were almost eaten up, Pointing to the trash can by the wall, "Yuan Qiu found no evidence of surgery or organ cutting at the scene. It can be seen that Li Zishu is very careful, but there are no absolutes in everything. We absolutely welcome criminals who are secretive and sparse." Situ opened his mouth into an O shape, and threw the apple core into the trash can in a high parabola, "I know how to interrogate, I'll cheat him to death!" Jun Ze waited for him to go out, picked up the phone and dialed the internal number, "Chief Inspector, I want to know what the higher-ups think about Mencius..." About half an hour later, Situ came back dancing, threw the file on the table, and looked as if the truth had finally come to light. His private work was messed up. In the United States, he had already helped that organization. As we originally thought, he submitted the patient's information to the organization for evaluation. If there was a suitable original body, he would obtain biological cells during the operation. However, because Westerners are more likely to accept body donations, the market and profits are limited. The market and profits in China are astonishingly large, but the organs of Westerners are not very suitable for the physique of Chinese people, so they transferred the laboratory base to Hong Kong. But that organization is too exploitative. Li Zishu is only in charge of cloning experiments, and the channels for obtaining biological cells, organ sales, and transplant operations are all in his own hands. In Li Zishu's greed. He cloned without telling the boss. When he ran out of clones, he didn't dare to hand them over to the boss. He had to throw them into the wild. He thought they were disfigured and no one recognized the corpse so they couldn't find out. Hey, what the hell? Medical research background, criminal mind is too weak, we found four corpses, he also confessed two, and by the way, he also disclosed all the things that they organized illegal human experiments and sold organs for huge profits. I have transferred all the information to I gave it to the Interpol, and it is estimated that this group of people will not be free for a long time." Jun Ze closed the file, and said, whether he was lucky or relieved, "The first corpse lost the cornea." "It's the cornea, not the optic nerve. It should have nothing to do with Mencius." Situ patted him on the shoulder, "Don't think too much." Jun Ze smiled helplessly, "Let him go. It said that if Mencius had nothing to do with the body throwing case, he would not prosecute. Whether human cloning is subject to legal restrictions is unresolved. Moreover, those cloned human beings found in his laboratory, The higher authorities have decided to deal with euthanasia. The laboratory is closed, and all experiments are stopped. So far, I will not delve into it.” "The above is afraid that once the case of human cloning is exposed, it will cause social panic." Situ stuck out his tongue, "That's good, after all, he is also a world miracle. Did you know that Li Zishu said that he never thought that Meng Kaitian would adopt that man?" Cloned babies, they originally agreed to deal with one separately." "I'm afraid that once he is free, he will think about operating on Meng Die." Jun Ze frowned. "You don't have to worry about this, Meng Die has already refused." Situ said, "Besides, with Meng Die's condition, even surgery is possible..." Situ shook his head and did not say anything. "Is An Jing with her?" "Yes, there is Mo Fei." Situ said casually. "Could it be..." Jun Ze said the name silently, and a faint layer of disappointment covered his face.Soon, Jun Ze adjusted his mood and said, "Let Mencius go quickly, it's time for him to see Meng Die." Situ snorted, and just as he was about to go, he suddenly thought of something, hesitated for a moment, turned around and said, "You don't need to use such a ruthless move if you want him to fight Mo Fei?" Jun Ze was stunned for a moment, turned his face away after realizing the reaction, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about!" "Are you still running away at this time?" Situ seemed to understand him very well, "It doesn't matter what Mencius and Mofei choose, Junze, I think you should take your eyes off others and take a good look at yourself first." Situ left after finishing speaking, but Junze fell into deep thought. Jing Jing talked with Meng Die, and could it be that they peeled apples for them.Suddenly Mo Fei's phone rang, he looked at the number, and frowned slightly, it was a kind of curiosity. "Who is it?" Meng Die asked. "Oh, a friend." Mo Fei picked up his phone and went out.The call was from Junze, and it was an offer to meet at Xiwan Bridge.Could it be that he just found an excuse and rushed to Xiwan Bridge.About 45 minutes later, Mo Fei saw Jun Ze. The two greeted each other briefly, and then silently and tacitly stood side by side by the bridge to enjoy the breeze. After a long time, Jun Ze said, "I decided to let go." Mo Fei was taken aback for a moment, then jokingly said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it." Jun Ze shook his head helplessly, could it be that this person is really a master at controlling the atmosphere.He can piss you off, but make you unable to say a word of anger. "This is just one of the reasons," Jun Ze said honestly, "The other reason is you." "Understood," Mo Fei said, "You are afraid of losing face in the end, so you pretend to be generous." "I'm pretending to be generous, but it's not because I'm afraid of losing, but I believe that you will do better than me." It was rare for Jun Ze to talk about An Jing's relationship with another man so calmly. "In the final analysis, you are still afraid of losing," Mo Fei insisted, and then laughed, "Don't worry, leave it to me, it's no problem." Jun Ze smiled trustingly. "But," Mo Fei changed the subject, "Sister, sister, I can only help you solve one. Feelings are not a tug-of-war. If you go far, you are bound to get closer." Mo Fei looked at Jun Ze sympathetically, "An Ran looks Simple, but, you can't handle it." "I know," Jun Ze said. "Her waywardness seems to be deliberately targeting me. I really feel troubled. I think we chose the right person, but used the wrong method." "Come on," Mo Fei said, "That day in the lab, your choice is a good start." "I hope so," Jun Ze said, "I suddenly have a feeling that I will end up alone." "Don't scare yourself," Mo Fei said. "An Ran and I are the kind of people who hurt each other and get close to each other. I'm afraid that we will all die heroically before we reach the end." "Then go around," Mo Fei said, "The straight road is the shortest and fastest, but it is full of thorns. I'm afraid you will die halfway after being covered in bruises. The detour is far and long, but there are no obstacles. All you need is time. But it's the end. And time..." Mo Fei spread his hands, "There are many. You are not Meng Die, are you?" Jun Ze had to admit that An Jing would be happier with Mo Fei.Concern also has color and weight. Mo Fei's concern has a kind of orange warmth, which is a kind of upward encouragement, while his concern seems to have gray dullness, which is a kind of downward oppression. "By the way, how is Meng Die?" Jun Ze thought of that poor woman. "Very bad," Mo Fei shook his head, "Quiet has been terrified for the past few days, afraid that Meng Die will suddenly disappear." "What about Meng Die herself?" "She is very optimistic, has no emotions, no temper, all the rage, restlessness and panic that a dying person should have, you can't find it in her." Mo Fei said admiringly, "She is very similar to Meng Die, Jun Ze, you We should learn from her, her calmness, her calmness, her generosity and belief in life. Her time is running out, and she knows it better than anyone else, but she still walks slowly, as if the road in front of her , and a long, long stretch that extends beyond her sight." The image of a goddess appeared in Jun Ze's heart. "If you can treat your feelings with her attitude towards life, you will not be alone." Mo Fei encouraged him with a smile. Jun Ze looked at Mo Fei with emotion, he is not a calm and generous person.The two Meng Dies he met changed his life and brought him happiness.