Chapter 703: Disagreement in Transactions: Receiving Commodities
"This technology will not be sold."
Xie Yuan blocked all escape routes with one sentence: "I will only provide you with three tubes, and then I will not sell them at any price. I know this is not a simple medical technology, but the current human society is not ready yet."
Embrace this cutting-edge technology.”
"Then why are you releasing it?!" Sergey retorted disapprovingly. "Releasing it means you have recognized that it is a commodity - and you are playing with fire by refusing to sell it."
"So far, my client is only you Umbrella, so I can't talk about eating both sides, but I just need Spencer to be alive now, and then I can change to something interesting."
Xie Yuan still insisted on his opinion: "I don't care about the other things - you can try to reveal this thing to the whole world, and then let the whole world hunt me down.
But since I can provide such advanced technology, do you think I can hide for ten or eight years? Then the question is, if I hide for ten or eight years, who will lose the most?"
"Could it be me?"
"Young people, you must learn to share good things." Suddenly Sergey's voice changed to an old voice, "Especially the technology that benefits mankind."
"This is what I'm saying - as a hero who caused a serious biochemical leak in Raccoon City and brought down Dr. James Marcus and Alexander Ashford, don't tell me to share it with me."
Xie Yuan was not used to this old guy: "I gave you the first dose just in the hope that you would take it quickly and then at least stand up and fight for some other chance of survival for your own life.
But I didn’t say I’d let you take it to make a profit—I still insisted on a maximum of three doses, and you’ve already wasted the opportunity for the first dose.”
"I am solemnly telling you once that the first dose of this thing is used to treat your illness, and the second dose is used to rejuvenate you. So after you waste the first dose, you will need every dose from me.
Pay the price - otherwise you won’t appreciate it at all.”
"You...what do you want?" Spencer's voice became depressed, as if he was...gnashing his teeth?
"Oh! It's very simple, your USS troops."
Xie Yuan's demands for this were not high: "I want you to transfer Hank and the wolves to me, that's it."
"This requirement... is too low." Even Mr. Spencer couldn't accept it. "How about adding a little more."
"No, that's all I want," Xie Yuan insisted, "but what I'm asking for is for them to give up their allegiance to Umbrella and switch their allegiance to me - and you can't use your observer authority to monitor my every move.
...To be honest, even if you activate the observers, it will be of no use. I will never let them take action for a period of time, and I will even let them play except for training.
But I will have a very bad impression of you."
"Haha, it seems you know enough about us." Spencer chuckled, "I agree to this deal, Sergey will arrange it - but you must be present."
"You want to capture me?" Xie Yuan said with ridicule.
"No," Spencer denied flatly, "It's just that they are also the top elites in the battlefield, and they have to meet the boss before they agree to be loyal."
"It sounds like you can crush them."
But Xie Yuan didn't care about it: "Okay, give me the time and place."
Unexpectedly, this meeting place was not in the Caucasus where the "passerby agent" disappeared a week ago, but on a ship.
The ship will be 30 nautical miles away from the Bering Strait in three days and is expected to be anchored for 10 hours. He joked that if he could enter the ship without knowing it and control the people he wanted - then the people on the ship would be connected.
All wealth was given to Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan agreed. After all, life has to be a bit challenging after returning from vacation.
"Do you believe their lies?" After cutting off the communication, Ada, who was also on the channel, reminded Xie Yuan, "Maybe they are trying to trick someone again."
"They're definitely up to something, there's no doubt about it."
Xie Yuan had already made the worst plan for the cunning of people like Umbrella: "So when I put the One-Swoop Clone Puppet into this target area, I hope you can help me clean up my mess - take Luper's
Take the child away."
"What are you going to do?" Ada asked with great interest, "I estimate that the ship will be heavily guarded, with a large number of bow weapons, and there must be military planes ambushing the surrounding area. It will be difficult for you to get in, let alone take it away.
Your product?”
"If you are not good at literature, then you can do martial arts."
Xie Yuan had little interest in this: "I decided to play a ghost ship incident over the Bering Strait. Anyway, I now have a large number of fog parasites on hand to use."
"Oh! The heavy fog of the Skeleton Army! That's right. You basically captured a lot of members of the Skeleton Army, so it's not unusual to get the corresponding parasite species."
Ada also showed an eager expression, "I can't wait to read the newspapers in the next few days."
…
A few days later, on a ship 30 nautical miles away from the Bering Strait.
"Report status, Luper" a gloomy baritone commanded through the earphones of a middle-aged female warrior who was walking quietly in the darkness.
"There are no suspicious signs, Death." The female warrior, Luper, the captain of Delta Team, responded.
"Continue patrolling, and pay attention to the movement of the motion sensors everywhere. Our enemies are difficult to deal with." On the other side, in the central control room, observing every move on the entire ship, "Reaper" Hank replied
, “Fortunately we are not the main attacking force.”
"I still don't understand," a rather honest voice appeared in the channel, "Why is it that no one from Alpha Team is here except you, and what kind of person can't be handled by our whole team plus you alone? It's actually
Do you need a dozen fully armed tyrants as the main force?"
"You don't need to think about it so much, Beltway."
Hank interrupted his doubts directly in the channel: "The person who came is a powerful warrior who has dealt with me and you. Our first goal is to catch him as much as possible; the second goal is to kill him with the assistance of the Tyrant Team.
Him; and the worst target... is that after all of us are subdued by him, we will accept the command of this target - but we will also be expelled from Umbrella Company."
There was silence in the channel.
"You mean, that Billy Cohen from Raccoon City is going to recruit us?!" One of the colder voices was a little surprised, "And the headquarters agreed?!"
"He gave headquarters an offer they couldn't refuse."
Hank's words once again silenced everyone in the channel.
"But here we are..." It was Luper who spoke out. She was one of the potential opponents who was reluctant to accept the incorporation for other reasons. "I guess the company must have other ideas."
"This is natural, so we are here - and precisely because we have all experienced failure against him..."
Hank fell into silence, then continued to explain the mission: "So the company headquarters thought it would be best to assemble the new Tyrant team to deal with him together - if it doesn't work, there is already a helicopter formation on standby more than a hundred kilometers away.
But it’s best not to come to this.”
Everyone fell into silence once again. The only purpose of dispatching the helicopter formation was to sink the entire ship - but this also meant that their lives were very likely to be lost.
"I have a few things to say about Billy Cohen"
The last person to make the sound was a team member with a slight Russian accent. This person was wearing a black and gray combat uniform. There was also a microcomputer embedded in his left wrist, which was connected to the retractable electronic eyes on his eyes.
His name is "Spectre" and he is the intelligence expert and sniper of Delta Team. At this moment, he is observing the surrounding sea conditions from the highest point on the upper deck.
"In fact, although we call him Billy Cohen, it is actually obvious that his real information has nothing to do with Billy Cohen. This person has no history and no identity file.
"He is proficient in fighting skills and has very high attainments. He can defeat all the Alpha Team who came to capture Dr. William with a quick combo in an instant."
"Hmph!" Victor made a dissatisfied "hum" sound in the channel.
"At the same time, intelligence shows that he has superhuman physical fitness and terrifying strength. He can fight against the tyrant alone and defeat the tyrant in a crushing manner.
But there is no sign that this is a virus adapter, because he does not seem to have signs of unstable mutation after virus infection-but some witnesses found that he knocked down a group of predators known for their speed at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
Later, a lot of mist evaporated from my body."
"It seems that Billy Cohen has mastered a technique of rapidly squeezing the body's functions and gaining powerful combat effectiveness."
One of the female soldiers with short blond hair was sorting out injections in the infirmary with a young Asian woman wearing a blue light mask.
The blond woman was still observing the surveillance footage of their division: "But generally speaking, this technique will only make the body weaker. But from the beginning to the end of the Raccoon City incident, until now, his combat effectiveness is still at its peak——
There must be a magical secret to this."
"Catch him," the Asian woman added, "and then dissect him and everything will become clear."
"I can't wait any longer." The blonde woman showed an anxious look.
"Bertha, Four Eyes, don't underestimate your enemy. This person once showed his talents in Raccoon City. I, Victor and Betwell all suffered big losses from him - he deliberately let us go that day.
"
Ruper warned about the dismissive attitude among the team members, "Since he can pay a heavy price to bring down the company, and let us put up such a big momentum to meet him - this must be an extremely dangerous beast.
You must use careful and precise coordination to disperse his energy, tear his flesh and blood, and at the same time misdirect the focus of his attack - use hunting to tear him apart bit by bit.
If we don't do any of this work well, we will face a disaster, so we all keep our spirits up!"
"Received!" There was a uniform response in the channel.
However, soon a discordant voice suddenly came, it was Hank: "Get ready, he seems to be here!"
"Where?!" The team members on each level of the ship all grasped the handles of their guns and looked at the front and rear with vigilance, while listening to the leader's report.
"The location is unknown." It was the ghost who spoke this time, "But it is certain that he is here."
"Reason?" it was Luper who asked.
"Because now a large amount of fog suddenly rises around the entire ship, and it is now approaching the ship." The ghost responded.
"Does the mist contain a pungent smell?" the Asian woman "Four Eyes" asked with a frown.
"The readings show that there are no abnormal chemical changes. This is normal water mist, but this in itself means that it is abnormal."
The ghost looked at the computer on his wrist, read the data of the electronic external eye, and commented cautiously, "Because it should be sunny in the past few days, there shouldn't be... oh, no! There is... a problem!!"
"What's wrong?!" Hank said as he tried to switch to the ghost monitoring station, but found that all the closed-circuit television screens began to produce snowflakes crazily... and were actually interfered with.
"There is actually EMP interference hidden in the mist, be careful...it's all...blocked..."
"Poof!" The entire screen began to turn into a snowflake shape.
"Shet!" Hank immediately picked up the gun, and then in the channel, even if no one else heard it, he still reminded him, "He is already here, don't be reluctant to fight, try to lead him to the Tyrant Squad!"
Having said that, he was about to open the door and was about to raise his gun when he noticed a dazzling white light flashing in front of him——
…
Half an hour later, in a luxurious, quaint and quiet manor in Europe, in the study room.
Different from the sick, pale and weak look he had three months ago, Spencer's face at this moment was red, his eyes were sharp and sinister, he showed no signs of illness, and only had the sharpness of an action-minded old man.
One thing that Xie Yuan was not sure about was that after Spencer saw the samples given to sick mice, they were quickly cured of unimaginable diseases.
He immediately divided one part of the original potion into four, kept one part as a sample, and gave two parts to two experimental subjects with the same symptoms as him - the result was that these two experimental subjects showed signs of recovery from any illness!
And within dozens of hours, he was still fine...but because the dose of medicine was too small, the recovery speed suddenly slowed down.
So, Mr. Spencer immediately injected the remaining 25% of the medicine into his body... Something magical happened!
There are actually signs of recovery from his stubborn illness!
So he gritted his teeth and chose the former between life and research - injecting the remaining 25% together... And so it became what it is now.
Not only did most of his serious illness disappear, he even regained appetite and...the desire for a man!!!
And this is only 50% of the dosage!
He wants this formula, this technology, even this person - he wants it!
However, the gradual recovery of his body not only brought back his ambition, but his mind was also gradually recovering - calmly searching for every bit of information about the enemy and then prescribing the right medicine.
Through Umbrella's global intelligence network, Spencer quickly learned about Billy Cohen's general information... and then he immediately changed his plundering strategy to one of slowly plotting.
Because he found that there was too little information leaked by Billy Cohen since Raccoon City - there are generally only two analyzes for this situation: either there is a powerful organization protecting him; or he himself has the ability.
Clean up your mess...
Either one means it is difficult to deal with.
Facts have proved that this move is right.
Just after he gave himself a sip of Italian ground coffee and experienced the rich taste that the taste buds of ten years younger had experienced, Mr. Spencer received a call request from Colonel Sergey.
"We lost him, a USS trooper and a tyrant..."
Colonel Sergey showed a well-wrapped disposable syringe in front of Spencer, where the blue injection liquid was glowing.
Seeing this injection, Spencer's eyes shone with rare brightness: "Do the toxicology test immediately, I'll be here soon."
"Yes!" Sergey bowed slightly.
"Uh-huh!" Spencer cleared his throat and calmed down the enthusiasm on his face, "Then...can you see the reason?"
"It is initially concluded that a parasite plays a role in the operation. They absorb a large amount of moisture in the air, and then cover themselves by atomizing the moisture... However, given that there are almost no living samples, other functions are temporarily unknown."
After Sergey finished his analysis, he also showed a frustrated expression: "However, the annoying thing is that Luper's child in the team was also inexplicably taken away after Luper disappeared."
"... Be alert to various research institutes on whether the interpersonal relationships of these seven people are affected, and monitor but don't take too much action. I have reason to believe that Billy Cohen will prepare a big move for us."
After some consideration, Spencer suggested this: "After all, what he got was too cheap compared to the price he paid... And judging from today's actions, he showed us that he could have gotten more."
The ability to gain more - pay attention to your safety, maybe what he really wants will be a lot more."
"Got it!" Sergey nodded in agreement, "I will screen and strengthen the security."
"Let's deal with the aftermath!" Spencer planned to end the call, "I'll be there later...keep it a secret."
"Yes!" Sergey nodded and hung up the communication.
Mr. Spencer's hand grabbed the armrest of the sofa chair with sudden force!
The wooden handrails screamed with vulnerability.
"Billy Cohen" Spencer gritted his teeth hard, "What's yours will eventually be mine, and what's mine will always be mine - I will make you understand that."