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So he found an underground agency and asked him to meet with someone in the United States and try to wipe his feet around the corner.

Naturally, the other party will not immediately believe this news. After all, many countries are secretly studying cloning, but no country has actually studied it.

The results above the research of countries sound ridiculous.

But the man didn't think it was a joke. After discussing it, he replied that if he really had cloning technology, how much money would they be able to satisfy him, but with one condition.

Important members involved in the study must join them.

Gene research is not completed in one base, but only one base is responsible for one of the studies. Moreover, even in one base, the researchers work in a division of labor. The technology in his hands is passed by several people, and the technology of the first person is not shared.

Unless a small number of people sell their technology, they won't be found out.

Now the lion is talking about the whole cloning technology and the people who are involved in the research.

What he has in his hands alone involves six researchers.

He controls only one seventh of the technology, and he alone can't do this research.

Moreover, don't say he can't do it. Even if he can, he doesn't dare to join the other party.

there is their eye liner in each other's organization. Their eyeliner is not a researcher. They don't know what to look at, but if they see such a big living person, they can't know.

So, to join the other party is to seek death.

He refused, let the intermediary convey his intention, only willing to sell technology, not people.

After hearing this, the other side said that they could not believe that his things were true and usable.

In this way, the price will not agree.

Naturally, he refused to "sell at a low price", so he searched for buyers in the black market. After all, there were also many people who had money and wanted to make their way through new technologies.

He picked and picked up a buyer. Although the price was not as high as that of the United States for the first time, it was still enough to make him excited.

The key is that the middleman of this black market is backed by the top local army in Chad. Trading in Chad is absolutely safe and secret.

That's what he needs most.

The researcher named himself Mr. F.

Mr. f got off the plane and walked out of the airport. The agent, wearing a straw hat and driving a broken car, waved to him.

The goods are stored in his secret mailbox. The USB flash drive he carries with him has only a little data. The other party has to pay for it before he delivers the goods. The money is delivered to the Swiss bank immediately.

To account, even if the other party killed him, also can not get back the money.

So, don't worry about eating black.

Mr. f is used to spending money in China. He lives in a luxury house and drives a luxury car. When he gets on the bus, he immediately covers his nose with disgust.

The intermediary laughs: "this car is a temporary rental, this place is poor, there is no good car, make do with it."

Mr. f can only make do with it.

The trading place was a low bungalow, which was a slum everywhere.

But the bungalow was surrounded by a dozen armed men.

As soon as they came in, the people around the bungalow looked at him and pointed their guns at them.

The agent immediately raised his hand. "We're here to see Mr. Jack."

The man at the door took out his mobile phone and compared them with their faces. Then he gave them a hook and motioned them to come forward.