Mo Mo held the straw in her mouth and drank a large mouthful of turbid liquid with unknown ingredients before exhaling: "The surgical records in the medical department are quite messy, but fortunately they are still complete. After sorting them out and comparing them with each other, I found out..."

With a "bang", Zhang Chen and his chair fell to the ground. He hurriedly picked up the chair, turned around, and lay on the back of the chair to concentrate on listening.

Mo Mo looked around blankly and found nothing. He took a sip of his drink and continued:

"It's an organ transplant. The hospital directly under the Space City Order has performed many organ transplant operations. The donors are basically boys over ten years old. There are also younger ones. Prescriptions, medicines, and medical records are all available in the hospital.

.The oral tablets corresponding to the prescription have no names, only the numbers posted by the hospital. But I picked them up and tested them. The ingredients are the mainstream anti-rejection drugs on the earth."

"You can still test it yourself?" Lao Jiang was surprised, but convinced.

"That's right." Momo said proudly.

"Physical evidence should be preserved if possible." Lao Jiang reminded him.

"I know it well."

"Who are the recipients of organ transplants? There are not many elderly people in the space city, right?" Lao Jiang asked.

"Not many, but there are quite a few. Because those who caused trouble twenty years ago and those sects who killed each other more than ten years ago, those who can survive to this day are no longer young. However, receiving organ transplants

Not just the older ones. There are also many senior shepherd dogs in their thirties and forties."

Mo Mo sighed: "Most of the transplanted organs are livers and kidneys. A small number of them also include stomach, esophagus and duodenum. This thing is caused by the large-scale use of psychotropic drugs within the sect."

Zhang Chen reached out and touched his belly through his clothes.

One of his missing kidneys and a section of his small intestine have been replaced.

But a few scars on my belly are still there.

Lao Jiang nodded and asked seriously: "Do you know what kind of psychotropic drugs are there?"

"Drugs that are illegal in China are legal in some countries, you know." Mo Mo raised her eyebrows, "It is used to create spiritual pleasure in suffering. It is a perfect match for cults and other things."

"Speaking of business."

"The real thing is that the long-term use of banned drugs within the cult has caused widespread liver and kidney damage due to drug metabolism. In the medical records I found, the proportion of liver disease and kidney disease is very high. Some injuries have not reached the level of requiring organ transplantation. Still

Yes, do you know what happened to the digestive tract injury?"

Mo Mo still wanted to betray him, but Lao Jiang ignored him.

Mo Mo took a sip of the drink and continued:

"In addition to chronic ulcers caused by drugs, there are also external injuries... No! It seems like they should be called internal injuries. Those people used drugs to help create an atmosphere during the ceremony. They were so high that they dared to eat anything including iron sulfate nails and liquid nitrogen. I heard

Have you passed?"

"Uncle," Zhang Chen suddenly spoke up. "Please tell me about those...donor things."

"There's nothing to say. They are all boys with low ratings. Most of the transplant matching matches are very high. I don't understand, how can the cult get so many half-year-old children with high matching levels? We can only reasonably doubt them.

They are all blood relatives of the recipients. Most of the children will die after the surgery."

"Do you have a name...?"

"have."

"Christine, where did his internal organs go?"

Zhang Chen wrote in mid-air in front of Mo Mo:

Christine Ash

He waved his hand and turned around, facing the visual collection point in that direction.

"The relationship list I made is based on old files that no one cares about. We may not be able to find the person you are talking about." Mo Mo put down the cup and pulled a projection from beside him. "He is a friend I made before.

Right? Just wait a moment...hey, it’s really here."

He showed a mirror image. From left to right, Christine Ash's medical records were placed side by side, and the transplant surgery records were stacked on top of each other.

"Three years ago, Christine Ash in the medical record was thirteen years old. He cut out three-quarters of his liver and transplanted it to a woman. The star here indicates that the woman is a high-end shepherd dog. The degree of matching

Extremely high, I think maybe they are biological mother and son."

Zhang Chen looked confused, but did not interrupt.

"Half a year later, a kidney was transplanted to the same woman." Mo Mo switched the medical record page.

"Another year later, the child's skull was shattered and his eyeballs exploded, and he was hospitalized. After the rescue, two-thirds of his liver was cut off, and a one-meter-three-meter-long small intestine, including the duodenum, was transplanted.

They killed that woman. I guess they thought the child was about to die and wanted to recycle it. But the strange thing is that the child was discharged from the hospital alive."

"...The liver that was removed the second time was very small, right?" Zhang Chen finally asked his doubts.

"The liver can regenerate." Lao Jiang answered him gently.

"Oh." Zhang Chen touched his belly again.

He raised his head and made a request: "Uncle, please show me that woman."

"Here."

He opened the woman's medical record with a clunk, but he frowned and closed his eyes.

Lao Jiang looked at Zhang Chen quietly.

"Uncle, you guessed it right. This is Gong Aixi's mother." Zhang Chen said calmly.

He turned his head again: "Grandpa Jiang, I told you before. Many children who have not grown up have disappeared."

"Are you sad?" Lao Jiang asked him.

Zhang Chen shook his head.

"Your grandfather had guessed that they might become organs. But I really didn't expect..."

Lao Jiang couldn't talk any more.

The cruelty between strangers seems understandable.

But it is simply unbelievable for blood relatives to be treated like this.

"I don't think there's anything unexpected. These animals have no bottom line." Mo Mo closed the mirror with a gesture and opened his eyes again. "There are no idlers in the space city. The pigs on the farm were originally raised as donors for transplant operations, but

Pig internal organs can still be eaten, right?

A very precious delicacy. And what about humans? Excellent boys and girls can be added to the cult. Girls who are not outstanding enough can also be used as human development boxes when they are raised. So, what effect do boys who have been classified as inferior since childhood have on cultivators?

What’s the use of the regiment?”

Mo Mo picked up her sippy cup:

"What's the name of the kid you just checked? Even if he's still alive, he's still disabled. If he's not dead, the cult will reward him with a meal, just because they want him to continue to be an organ donor in the future.

"

"Thank you, uncle. He is still alive."

"If you want to live with less pain, you'd better let Qian Chen persuade him to commit suicide. Or let Qian Chen help him solve it. Click." Momo raised his eyebrows and shook his hand.

"No, no need." Zhang Chen's face was a little stiff. "That Ai Xi, he is no longer in the world. He has... gained a new life."

Mo Mo nodded to show understanding: "Another world, right?"

"Yes!" Zhang Chen nodded happily.

Lao Jiang is finally convinced by these two men.

Zhang Lanyue no longer exists, and the one who lives is Lan Mo. Ai Xi no longer exists, and the one who has been reborn is Zhang Chen.

Comrade Lao Jiang cleared his throat: "His appearance is the prototype of his predecessor."

"I said, one eye is missing." Mo Mo suddenly realized.

Then he asked: "How did you get it?"

He shook his head and said, "Forget it, Master, you have great powers."

Lao Jiang didn't explain.

"Hey, that little bastard!" Mo Mo suddenly showed a weird smile.

Zhang Chen felt something was wrong.

"I've found you!" Several visual collection points in the room seemed to have changed their angles at some point. Mo Mo stood up, his whole body floating in the air. "I was very unhappy just now. How dare you kid to trick me?

I."

"..." Zhang Chen watched as this tall uncle floated in front of him.

He involuntarily left the back of the chair and sat up straight. I'm afraid there was nothing to be afraid of, it was just a projection.

Mo Mo stretched out his hand and aimed at the little boy's forehead, and hit him hard.

"Yeah!" Zhang Chen covered his head and hid.

"So you are so cowardly!" Mo Mo was extremely happy.

"Drink! Haha!"

Countless fist shadows flashed in front of Zhang Chen's eyes, but it was unlikely that he would actually hit him. However, Zhang Chen's body reflex decided that he could not help but close his eyes.
To be continued...