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Chapter 263 - 184: Direction of Investigation, Susan’s Green Tea Bestie (Thanks to the alliance leader ’Chang Ji Xi Ting Ri Mu’!)

Chapter 263: Chapter 184: Direction of Investigation, Susan’s Green Tea Bestie (Thanks to the alliance leader ’Chang Ji Xi Ting Ri Mu’!)

"Brian, is there something wrong with the female victim’s body?"

Green noticed a change in Brian’s expression.

Brian nodded, "Part of the tissue structure in Mason’s wife’s body is significantly different from other areas. I suspect she was undergoing blood therapy."

After discovering the anomalies, he had specifically examined Mason’s wife’s arms and found traces of long-term injections.

Mason’s wife had no signs of drug abuse.

This indicated that she had undergone long-term fluid injections, and the frequency and duration were high enough to be conspicuous.

"Blood therapy?"

Green had only heard of bloodletting before, and this was his first time hearing about blood therapy.

Brian nodded,

"More than twenty years ago, someone experimented with creating a blood circulation between an old lab rat and a young one.

The researchers found that after the old rat was ’bathed’ in the young rat’s blood, it began to show many characteristics typical of younger rats.

Based on this experiment,

the researchers discovered that animal blood contains certain special substances that can stimulate tissues to regain vitality.

This process is called blood therapy."

"That sounds somewhat sinister..." Green thought of some unpleasant scenarios, "I mean, if this really works, could it lead to abnormal cases of kidnapping for confinement?"

Brian shrugged,

"Human nature is a complex thing.

This blood therapy isn’t even popular.

One reason is that risks like blood contamination and rejection are hard to manage, not small, the technology is immature, and the effects seem less than ideal—many problems were discovered along the way.

Another reason is that it’s not easy to find compatible individuals.

Compared to the biotechnology developed by mutants, this method is quite... primitive and has no ground for development. It’s normal that you haven’t heard of it."

Green nodded:

"Okay, such primitive technology would fit Mason and his wife’s status. After all, they’re only moderately wealthy, not truly rich, so they probably can’t access Enhancement Reagent.

But this blood therapy still feels evil to me.

It reminds me of a scary story my mom used to tell me as a child."

"What story?"

"I can’t remember exactly, but it was about people who would kidnap teenagers, take them away and dissect them to harvest their tissues for wealthy people."

At this point, Green even gestured exaggeratedly towards himself:

"I thought it was incredible at the time.

I was working part-time in a fast-food joint, earning so little per hour, and then my mom tells me that if my organs were sold separately, they’d be worth countless times more...

Oh, back then, it was also popular to sign all sorts of organ donation agreements...

All that brainwashing, all that hype.

It even became a trend among many young people.

This blood therapy reminds me of some unhappy things from the past."

Upon hearing Green’s words, Brian laughed.

He was about the same age as Green and had experienced these things too.

What Green said was true, but mostly it was just rumors.

Illegal organs were actually not valuable.

In some backward areas, a human life might be worth only a few thousand US dollars, and an individual organ, like a kidney, sold completely with arrangements could net only a couple thousand dollars after deducting middleman fees...

That was the price if matching was successful and clients were willing to pay.

If not, people in those backward areas who wanted to sell theirs couldn’t even find organ traders willing to pay.

The truly expensive ones were actually the legal organs.

Like donated organs.

In essence, under legal and ethical conditions, such organs are scarce, withstand investigation, are free of risks, and could fetch a good price."

"Did you sign it back then?"

Brian curiously inquired.

Green shook his head repeatedly, "If someone I cared about needed it, maybe I’d be willing to give, but not just for anyone. My mom said if my organs really matched someone wealthy, powerful, and in need, I might suffer an accident and end up involuntarily dead on an ambulance."

"Your mom really has a savvy understanding of life."

Brian praised.

Such things were indeed possible.

The same went for blood therapy.

There’s truth in that saying.

When you see one cockroach in the room, it means there are a bunch more you don’t see.

If it weren’t for the world having powerful biotechnology brought about by mutants,

Brian had no doubt that many scientists would focus on blood therapy as some kind of breakthrough for human longevity, eventually turning it into a revenue-generating technological method.

Before a new technology emerges, ordinary people probably wouldn’t hear any detailed information about such practices until a better method replaced it, and then it would get public attention.

Enhancement Reagent did just that.

Inside the NW organization, there was a rule that ordinary employees, even if they earned merit, could only use Enhancement Reagent for themselves and their relatives; it wasn’t something you could sell for money.

Other organizations probably had similar prohibitions.

They couldn’t ensure that each generation of their own families could produce elites, but they could tacitly choose to use ’rules and regulations’ to ensure their progeny was at an advantage from the moment they were conceived, compared to ordinary people.

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