by <unknown>
However, if one looked closely, one would notice a mass of distortion in the air walking out from the doors and making a beeline for the car in which Chen Chen was waiting.
"Yawn!"
Chen Chen yawned and opened the trunk of the car which was facing the Blanc Financial Group headquarters. Instantly, the mass of distorted light moved into the back of the car.
At this point, the cloaking function was halted.
Chen Chen looked down. A middle-aged Caucasian man was lying in the back seat. It was the man in the photo sent by Little X.
This was Sloane Blanc, the son of the Blanc family's leader, Paul Blanc. Paul Blanc was on the verge of retiring and Sloane Blanc had assumed control over ninety percent of the family business. He was long recognized as the heir of the Blanc family.
Chen Chen glanced at this important, famous heir of the Blanc family, then stopped paying further attention. Cheng Cao had turned around and got into the car, driving it toward the suburbs of New York.
It was not until Cheng Cao had driven past the suburbs of New York that the employees in the Blanc building gradually realized their own general manager had seemed to vanish…
The entire building descended into an instant state of panic.
A few hours later, with Cheng Cao driving, large private estates slowly loomed up on both sides of the road.
They had entered the northern suburbs of New York City, which was where the rich lived.
In New York City, the rich usually lived near Manhattan Island. There were all kinds of modern duplex mansions and high-rise buildings everywhere. It was a sharp departure from the lifestyles of ordinary people.
Nonetheless, to some of the wealthy older generation, this dense, bustling area was not suited to them. Therefore, suburbs for the wealthy came into existence.
These residences in the suburbs of New York were all manors. In truth, this was where the truly wealthy gathered and lived in New York. Only the richest could stay here.
Chen Chen felt that this location was about right, so he asked Cheng Cao to stop. After that, he looked back at Sloane Blanc who was still knocked out and took out a surgical box from the car's refrigerator, from which he withdrew a large number of drugs.
Following that, Cheng Cao cloaked himself and picked up Sloane Blanc. Meanwhile, Chen Chen got out of the car, put on a duckbill cap and a mask, and walked toward the only five-star hotel nearby.
Chen Chen opened the doors to the hotel and walked straight to the counter. "My name is Stephen Chow. I've booked Presidential Suite No. 3."
"Please hold on."
The gorgeous female receptionist behind the counter shot Chen Chen a weird look before lowering her head to check. Then, she confirmed. "Yes, Mr. Chow, you've booked it this morning. Do you need someone to take you to the room?"
"It's fine. Just tell me which floor." Chen Chen turned down her suggestion.
When she heard this, the receptionist handed a gold-inlaid card to Chen Chen. "Your room is on the 7th floor."
"Thank you."
Chen Chen took the card and headed toward the elevator.
As she watched this guest, who had concealed his appearance, turn to leave, the female receptionist shook her head speechlessly. Although Chen Chen's getup was not a common sight in hotels, it could still be explained.
He must be a certain celebrity or a wealthy man who was cheating on his wife or a celebrity who was cheating on his wife…
She had worked here for over three years and had seen many of these sorts of affairs.
However, when she was lowering her head absentmindedly, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why did there seem to be a distortion in the air behind the guy?
The receptionist quickly looked up, only to see that Chen Chen had gotten into the elevator. Noticing her gaze, he even nodded back at her.
She swiftly looked back down. When she glanced up again after a while, the doors of the elevator had closed.
Were her own eyes just playing tricks on her?
The female receptionist could not help but feel unsettled.
Chapter 151: Kidney Operation |
After reaching the presidential suite in the hotel, Chen Chen first checked the entire room.
After making sure that there were no cameras installed here, Cheng Cao showed himself and placed the unconscious Sloane Banc into the bathtub in the bathroom.
As this was a five-star hotel, the entire room was luxuriously decorated. Even the bathtub was a Duravit and was large enough to hold two people.
The bathroom walls were made out of translucent glass, situated in the center of the bedroom. One could vaguely see into the bathroom no matter where one stood.
Seeing this design, Chen Chen could not help reflecting that it was truly appropriate for this dandy they had on their hands. Following that, he called the front desk. In a short while, a hotel attendant brought about a dozen ice trays.
After thanking and tipping the attendant, Chen Chen locked the door and handed the ice trays to Cheng Cao.
While Cheng Cao was making the ice cubes, Chen Chen returned to the bathroom and took out a pair of rubber gloves and a mask from the surgical box with a stoic expression.
After putting on the mask, Chen Chen took off Sloane's shirt and quickly disinfected his patient with iodophor. After all, their medical resources were limited here. This was the best Chen Chen could do.
After the disinfection, Chen Chen used his fingers to measure the width of two fingers below the man's lower left ribs. Then, taking note of that point, Chen Chen retrieved a medical marker from the medical box and starting from the spot, drew a line over the left iliac fossa, all the way to the lower abdomen.
The iliac fossa was the bone that held up one's belt. At this time, Chen Chen drew a line about twenty centimeters long on the left.
After he was done with the left side, Chen Chen drew a line on the right in a symmetrical manner.
The incision had to be this big so that the operation would be safer. After all, the patient's safety must be ensured. As the medical conditions of the hotel were lacking, Chen Chen could not use minimally invasive methods.
After this, Chen Chen took note of the time and injected a second anesthetic into the comatose middle-aged man, preventing the patient from waking up in the middle of the operation.
After injecting the anesthetic, Chen Chen took out a towel provided by the hotel, bolstered Sloane Blanc's waist, and immediately took out a No. 10 scalpel, gently cutting it along the line drawn on the left…
Instantly, dark red blood flowed soundlessly from the wound. It looked particularly garish against the clean, white tub.
Still, this was just blood from the capillaries, which was like a drop in the ocean compared to the entire body. Chen Chen took out some surgical cotton and wiped the wound.
After confirming that the epidermis had been fully incised, Chen Chen put down the No. 10 scalpel and instead, picked up a sharper No. 11 scalpel. He began to cut the subcutaneous tissue.
After several layers of skin had been completely cut, Chen Chen took out the hemostatic forceps and fastened it onto the wound. Then he used scissors to cut the oblique aponeurosis. At this point, the organs of his patient's abdomen were completely exposed.
Chen Chen took out some tools and started to clean the wound. With his hands, he moved Sloane's colon out of the way. Only then was an object encased in yellow fat revealed to him.
That was a kidney.
Chen Chen felt around the kidney to ascertain the position of the renal artery, the renal vein, and the ureter. After that, he cleaned off the fat on the kidney until the three tubes were fully exposed.
Generally speaking, a longer section of the kidney pedicle should be preserved during kidney transplantation to facilitate the transplantation, but Chen Chen did not intend to let his dear patient proceed with a transplantation.
Therefore, Chen Chen first clamped the artery and vein of the kidney with the hemostatic forceps, then
cut off the ducts with a diagonal stroke of a scalpel. All at once, a live kidney had been extracted.
Chen Chen put the left kidney aside into the surgical tray, picked up the suture thread from the surgical box, and began to suture the patient's wound.
Chen Chen sutured with great concentration. First, he stopped the bleeding of the severed vein and artery to an adequate extent, then sutured the vascular stump. After that, he returned the intestines to their initial position and performed the final wound suture.
When he sutured, Chen Chen used the internal figure-of-eight suturing method, employing absorbable biological thread to close the wound from inside. In this way, the thread would not be visible externally.
This method of suturing could also minimize the formation of scars.
Forty minutes later, Chen Chen finally straightened up. Before him, Sloane Blanc, this strong European Adonis, looked just as he did before. If a difference must be pointed out, it would be that his face was paler, like someone who had just recovered from a serious illness.
In addition, there was a twenty-centimeter-long wound on Sloane's left waist.
However, this was not over. Chen Chen picked up the No. 10 scalpel he had used just now and cut along the line on the right side…
After another forty minutes, when Chen Chen finally straightened up, there were two kidneys in the surgical tray in front of him.
He just did not know whether this dandy could continue fooling around now that his two kidneys were gone.
Chen Chen shook his head. It was not that he was cruel, but this man had provoked him first. Although Paul Blanc was the one who decided to capture Chen Chen, it was the heir of the Blanc family who made the proposal.
If Chen Chen was captured, it was obvious that a set of extremely cruel punishments would await Chen Chen until he disappeared from the face of the earth.
Now, Chen Chen was not even after this man's life, only his two kidneys. Chen Chen was already being kind.
After finishing with this, Chen Chen turned and exited the bathroom. In a short while, there was a clinking noise from the refrigerator in the living room. Cheng Cao carried a bucket of solid ice cubes and poured them directly onto Sloane.
"Alright, we can leave now."
Chen Chen looked at the time and started cleaning up the medical waste in the bathroom. He even intentionally placed a phone on the sink so that Sloane could call for help as soon as he woke up. At the same time, Chen Chen took out the medical marker and wrote "Happy Birthday" on the wall.
If the information supplied by Little X was correct, today was indeed the birthday of the young master, Sloane Blanc.
According to Chen Chen's calculations, the anesthetic would only wear off in about an hour. After that, this playboy heir would wake up from his induced stupor. At that time, he would naturally know what to do, so Chen Chen did not need to worry.
By the time they left the hotel, it was already late at night.
Chen Chen wrapped up the two kidneys. He did not get into the car but headed directly to a private estate nearby.
This private manor was the residence of the Blanc family.
In other words, Chen Chen had removed Sloane Blanc's two kidneys right under the nose of the Blanc family.
As Chen Chen approached the manor, he could sense the obvious tension in the air. News of Sloane Blanc's disappearance had reached this place. Currently, the security in this estate was much tighter.
Nevertheless, this was nothing to Chen Chen. He immediately took out a small silver-white ball from his pocket and tapped it lightly.
There was an abrupt electromagnetic crackle. Chen Chen's figure faded from solidity to transparency, until he finally melded into the night.
This was the cloaking device from The Predator.
The principle behind this device was not complicated. It formed a magnetic field around the user, rendering the effect of invisibility by distorting the light waves around the user.
It was because of this that this distortion would become apparent if the user encountered the flow of water, thus temporarily losing the invisibility effect.
It was late at night and Chen Chen did not have to worry about being spotted. He walked to the wall of the private manor, did a quick run-up, and kicked off the wall with both feet.
Instantly, he flew up over two meters high. His arms pushed off the top of the wall, and his entire body flipped over the wall as if he was climbing over a railing.
"Thud…"
There was a soft noise as Chen Chen landed lightly on the lawn on both feet.
When he stood up, Chen Chen noticed that there was a sprawling garden before him. It was bursting with colorful blossoms, creating breathtaking scenery.
A hundred meters away, there was a lavish, large manor, like the castle of a villa that towered over a kingdom of flowers.
This was where the Blanc family stayed.
Chapter 152: Getting Acquainted |
"He's not found yet?
"Okay, please look carefully. No matter what tactics they used to abduct Sloane, he can't be brought too far away. I think that it's even likely that Sloane is still in the building, only he's hidden away."
In a dim study room, a white-haired old man slowly hung up the phone with a grave expression.
The old man was in his late years. When one became old, one disliked harsh light. Therefore, there were no lights in the study room, only the faint glimmer of the glowering fire in the fireplace.
Like many elderly people, this old man was not particularly fond of installations like floor heating and air conditioning. Instead, he preferred a fireplace. This furnishing allowed him to recall the memories of his youth.
Currently, there was a brand new file in front of the old man.
There was a photo attached to the file, showing a young man with ordinary features. Upon this file, the name of this young man was stated to be — Chen Chen.
"Could it be him?"
The old man mumbled softly.
Just last month, the Als Mutual Aid Association sent a message that the members of the Alexander family, the Edwards family, and the Rodriguez family, who were all based in Wall Street, had simultaneously regained their youth over the past months.
However, this did not attract everyone's attention at first.
After all, there was such a thing called plastic surgery in this world. As long as one was willing to spend some money, it was not difficult to make a sixty, seventy-year-old fogey look like he was forty or fifty years old. It was just that most people thought this was unnecessary.
Even if they looked younger after plastic surgery, they would still be the age that they had always been. Their bodies could not possibly become young just because their appearance did.
Even so, as everyone received more successive news updates, they could no longer sit still.
They discovered that the members of these families had not only become younger in appearance, but their physical fitness had also improved significantly!
No, more accurately, those members of the families now looked younger because the youth of their bodies had been comprehensively restored.
In other words, those people had come across a technology that could turn them young again!
Once this conclusion was drawn, Paul Blanc could not sit still at all.
By now, Paul, who was over eighty, had long been in his sunset years. Nonetheless, he had always maintained an optimistic outlook. He still firmly believed that as technology evolved day by day, life-extending technologies would emerge sooner or later.
Due to this, he had invested in more than ten types of technologies that might extend one's lifespan over a decade ago.
Even so, what followed next was an encounter with the cruel reality.
Three of the technologies he had invested in quickly announced failure while another four ended up the same halfway through the research. As for the remaining three, the researchers took his money, moved abroad, and changed their n
ames, never to show themselves again…
As these technologies failed one after another, Paul's heart gradually fell to the bottom of the pit.
Finally, he even started to suspect that perhaps the world would never allow the existence of life-extending technologies?
However, it was not until he saw the message from the Als Mutual Aid Association that hope slowly blossomed in his heart.
According to the data, the reason this group of people had regained their youth was not plastic surgery. Rather, it was because they had gone to Namibia and met with a company named Blackwatch.
This company seemed to own a safe and effective life-extending technology.
Therefore, after investigating Chen Chen's family background, a feeling known as greed started to swell in him.
In the end, he agreed to the mutual aid association's suggestion that they kidnapped Chen Chen for interrogation. After all, as an ordinary citizen with no influence in society, the mentality of having his life in the hands of others must have been ingrained into Chen Chen's heart, even if he was not aware of this.
However, for some reason, after Paul gave the command, the Bureau of Investigation failed in their mission.
Not only that, but before the news of this failure had spread around, his son, Sloane Blanc, went missing in broad daylight.
The first thing Blanc thought of was that this was his opponent's revenge.
Paul's eyes flickered with a touch of regret. Before this, he had only considered the possibility of extending his own life. All this was too tempting to him, who would see the inside of a coffin soon. Therefore, he had resorted to extreme methods without thinking twice.
He had thought that it would be a cinch, never imagining that, not only did he fail in kidnapping his target, but he also managed to gain a deadly foe.
As he thought of this, Paul picked up the phone and dialed a number in the directory.
"It's me."