At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhu Tong came to the front of Smith's ward, said hello to the security guard guarding the door, opened the door and walked in.
Rawlson came up to express his gratitude to Zhu Tong; Paolo the Italian Shield was sitting in the corner of the reception room, wearing a pair of sunglasses to cover his blind right eye and holding a thick cigar in his mouth.
"Smoking is not allowed in the hospital." Zhu Tong waved his hand in front of his face a few times and frowned; "Mr. Paul, for the health of Mr. Smith and for yourself, please don't smoke."
"I smoke cigars, not cigarettes." Paul waved his fists in dissatisfaction. He was nearly two meters tall, with a body as strong as a bear. His standard fists were as big as a bucket, as strong as an ox, and his voice was as muffled as thunder.
"Paul." Rawlson shouted coldly. Paul put out his cigar reluctantly, but did not dare to contradict him.
Judging from the figure, Rawson is no more than 1.80 meters tall. He has a well-proportioned figure and a calm temperament; but he must have extraordinary abilities to convince the rude Paul.
There was a person sitting in the corner of the room. Zhu Tong had never seen him before, but now he was hidden in the darkness and could only see a pair of gray eyes. Zhu Tong flashed a flash of alert, such people are rare; he walked to the inner room as usual
Smith's hospital bed.
He saw Carl again. The old gentleman Carl was standing by Smith's bedside with a pipe in his hand and a smile on his face.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Li; please allow me to explain that this is just my habit. You can check that the pipe is cold."
There was no smell of cigarette smoke in the back suite. Zhu Tong smiled and nodded. He stood on the side of the hospital bed and leaned over to try Smith's forehead. He gently passed his fingers between his mouth and nose and said softly: "Take it off."
Smith honestly took off his pants and showed his private parts; for more than half a month, the word "take off" has almost made Smith form a conditioned reflex.
In fact, this is exactly what the little liar tried on Smith.
The general principle is similar to psychological suggestion. The general meaning is that while treating the patient, Zhumen embeds a certain word into the patient's heart through the memory of the pain, and at a certain moment of need, he uses this word to trigger the patient's memory.
, and then control a certain behavior or thinking of his, and then achieve the goal he set.
Zhu Tong had never used this secret technique before. It is said that senior Zhu Men could even turn people into puppets with just one word. The little liar was only inspired by Suowon Dagu's calligraphy technique and used this secret technique of Zhu Men.
He tried the technique on Smith and didn't care too much about the effect. At least for now, with the help of a mild hallucinogen, Smith has initially shown some symptoms; he only needs to say the word "take off", even though Smith doesn't
Even if you understand Chinese, your expression will be slightly dull for a moment, and you will unbuckle your belt and take off your pants.
Achieving this effect is difficult to say. Zhu Tong has been patrolling the room irregularly every day for ten days, and has asked Smith to take off his pants in front of him at least seven times. Regarding these, everyone thinks that Director Li is more responsible and professional; although some people
He said that Director Li was flattering foreigners.
Zhu Tong, however, didn't care about the outside world's comments, and kept prescribing prescriptions for Smith to replenish the kidneys and strengthen the body. There were both Chinese and Western medicines, concoctions, capsules, nutrient solutions, and intravenous drips. Mr. Smith had a lot of money anyway, and the combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine originally
It's more expensive.
For example, at this time, Director Li took out a fifty centimeter-long stainless steel probe, wiped it with alcohol to disinfect it, and gently stretched it towards Smith's lower body.
Karl was a gentleman and turned his face to the corner of the room out of courtesy, where there was an LCD TV playing English news.
Soon, Carl heard several muffled ejaculation sounds. He couldn't help but glance secretly, and saw Director Li using a probe to stimulate Smith's penis to the point of rage.
"Okay, you can put on clothes. You are recovering well, not bad." Zhu Tong dropped the probe, took off the medical record card on the bedside, and wrote a line: Level 4, 130 degrees, recovery is stable, and the diet is still vegetarian.
Lord, you can ration a small amount of milk.
Zhu Tong left the ward, and Smith pulled up his pants with a depressed expression. Director Li's probe seemed to have magic power, and this standing posture would not fade away for half an hour. Once upon a time, Smith was very proud of his sexual ability, but now...
"Dear Smith, watch the news." Carl turned up the volume, and Smith heard a voice he least wanted to hear. He turned around and saw a person he least wanted to see appeared on the LCD screen, Xiao Xiao.
Not all efforts are rewarded. Zhu Tong believed in the credibility of Bapin Orchid. In the middle of the night on the last weekend of October, Miss Xiao Xinmei, the person who had been missing for a long time and triggered the "10.9" incident, finally appeared on the beach.
Xiao Xiao issued a brief statement at the airport: his disappearance was entirely due to personal reasons and had nothing to do with Mr. Smith or the Shanghai office of the Gibson Economic Research Center.
After saying that, Xiao Xiao quickly left the airport under the protection of two serious-looking young people.
"Watson, it's all stupid things you did. You should think of a proper reason. If you can't explain it to the Chinese government and the Chinese public, our interests in Shanghai will be in great trouble." Mr. Carr looked serious.
He walked to the door and faced the corner of the living room: "Mr. Wenger, please come in."
Wenger Douglas, 63 years old, is a former senior FBI agent and expert on China issues that Karl hired at a high price. He is now Karl's senior assistant.
"Give your opinion."
Wenger moved his slightly bloated body into the suite, holding a black shorthand notebook in his hand. He carefully closed the door and sat down: "Are you asking about Dr. Li, or the news just now?"
"Let's talk about the news first, Lily, that is, Miss Xiao has returned from France; but according to Mr. Smith, she should be at Lord Hamilton's side in the Mediterranean or Venice now. Mr. Smith might as well call Lord Hamilton, why did Miss Xiao appear?
He should have the answer."
Karl took out a mobile phone and handed it to Smith: "Watson, I have always been curious, why do you want to visit Lord Hamilton? TSP's financial services company is engaged in money laundering business. Do you have this need?"
"Friends need it." Smith replied briefly, lowered his head and concentrated on dialing.
The committee is only a loose organization. Without unified action, Smith has the freedom to retain privacy; it is impossible to become a member of the committee without a few powerful or mysterious friends.
The call was dialed, but no one answered; Smith dialed three numbers in a row, but no one answered.
"The situation is obvious. It is not convenient for Lord Hamilton to speak to you at the moment." Wenger smiled gently and signaled Smith not to waste his efforts; "He is under a lot of pressure. Yesterday we got confirmation that Lord Hamilton's yacht was docked in Venice.
He must be in the casino, everyone knows that Lord Don won't answer anyone's phone calls in the casino. TSP's financial services company is still functioning normally, we can assume that this pressure comes from his 'friends'. I noticed
One detail is that Miss Xiao is wearing a diamond necklace, and Miss Silea also had a similar necklace. Mr. Smith, is that a gift from Lord Hamilton to 'Miss Diamond'?"
Smith nodded. Lord Hamilton used strings of valuable diamonds and the wealth to seduce delicate-skinned women to become his "canvas" and tools, called "Heavenly Clothed Secretaries". Lord Hamilton*
While the newly created "Tianyi Secretaries" have become living "arts of art", they also have certain financial knowledge and professional qualities. Most of them have become Lord Hamilton's liaison with clients, and are very popular with clients with special needs. And they
The tattoos on their bodies are one of Lord Hamilton's methods to control them.
"We can assume that Miss Xiao is probably no longer Lord Hamilton's 'Secretary'. She is a semi-finished product and is now controlled by another force. Her appearance is a warning to Mr. Smith. Before the negotiation broke down, Miss Xiao
There will be no accusations against anyone. Yes, I think there will be a negotiation in the near future, and they will use Ms. Xiao as a bargaining chip to seek exchange."
"What suggestions do you have?" Carl asked, touching his chin.
"If you want to develop in China, you'd better accept each other's conditions. When doing business here, reputation is more important than credit. If you don't have reputation, your friends will not be able to speak for you in the government, and you will lose the trust of the government.
It's hard to move forward. As for credibility, haha, the most amazing thing here is this. Your friends can use any ridiculous reason to explain it to you. International practice is just a fig leaf here." Wenger maintained a gentle smile and impressed the two listeners.
Nod frequently.
"So, what does Mr. Wenger think of Dr. Li?" Smith changed the subject. How to negotiate is Karl's business. He is more concerned about the people who control his life and death.
"This man..." Wenger stopped smiling and picked up his shorthand notebook to think; "He is very stable, every movement is very concise, and he hardly wastes any energy. Judging from the perspective of martial arts, he is a well-educated person.
A master of training, Mr. Rawson is not yet in his state. His vision is focused and sharp, and those glasses are a tool he uses to hide. He is quick to respond, not afraid of threats, and is good at adapting to circumstances. I think if he does not use firearms
, even if Mr. Rawson and Mr. Paul take action at the same time, they will not gain much advantage."
Mr. Carr lit his pipe and slowly blew out a puff of thick smoke: "I'm not interested in these, Wenger, tell me what kind of person he is."
"He is very charming and infectious, and has long-trained self-control. He also has a rare gift, a seductive sense of power; to a certain extent, it is a way to manipulate others.
The most important thing is that he can control this innate temptation well, so he can be trusted easily. On the other hand, he is a very careful person, rational and alert, and has a strong mind.
He speaks in a calm voice, wears comfortable clothes, and has nothing extra on his body. He is very confident." Wenger picked up the ward rounds hanging on the bedside and looked at the notes left by Zhu Tong; "The strokes are strong, and the words can be spoken.
He is a very cautious person who writes in such neat handwriting. Strange, he..., Mr. Smith, did you smell something just now?"
"No, there is no strange smell except the smell of disinfectant." Smith was at a loss. He was a little resistant to Wenger. He didn't know how useful it was that Karl spent a lot of money to hire someone.
"That's strange. I saw him making unnecessary movements when he tested your body temperature... I hope I'm wrong. Mr. Carr, Mr. Smith's health should be fine and he can be discharged at any time. I think he behaved
Everything is acting. Dr. Li is not just a doctor, he has many secrets hidden in him. When he walks, his center of gravity is on the upper side. This is a state of being ready to escape at any time, which shows that he is not very confident in his current identity. It is strange.
, this is China, he is the doctor here, you are the patient, there is no opponent he likes in the room, but why... Well, he is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, his identity here is not a practicing doctor, he is a person in charge of network technology
Department head. I'm sorry Karl, I need more time and can't make any more judgments for the time being."
"Very good, already very good." Karl politely praised Wenger and said to Smith: "Watson, we will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I can feel that something big is going to happen here. For the sake of our career, it is best to stay away from right and wrong.
I think that if we leave here, negotiators can find us more easily. Two weeks ago, I invited Mr. Lan Yu to come with me. He refused and only gave me a very wonderful sentence: God will not favor anyone without reason.
, except his own son."
"Why did he say that?" Smith looked at Karl blankly, even though he had already guessed the result.
"That's why I invited Mr. Wenger, Watson. The director appreciates everything the Bluestone family has done in China."
Smith closed his eyes. What the director meant was that the Blue Stone Family would be their formidable opponent in entering China.
The committee is not monolithic; Karl has made it very clear: the committee is not prepared to offend the hated Dr. Li for the time being, that is the bottom line of Bluestone. But Karl invited Mr. Wenger here not just for himself.
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