The agreement was in duplicate, and Abel left one, while the other was taken away by the middle-aged man.

"By the way, you should have seen it too. The agreement mentioned that you need to provide 'all' information related to the new transformer. Since you signed it, you should have no objection to this one, right?"

Hearing the other party say this, Abel suddenly became alert and looked down at the agreement in his hand. There was indeed such a thing in the content of the agreement.

He read the agreement again, but no matter how he looked at it, he did not find any hidden traps between the lines.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Do you still remember the 'Experience No. 1'? That super evolver, as the initial sample and material of the new transformer, we need the tissue sample of the 'Experience No. 1'. This... should be included in the content of the protocol, right?"

"What?!" Abel was stunned. He did not expect that the other party was actually drunk. He seemed to be looking for data on the new type of transformed people, but what he really planned was the "No. 1 test body"!

If the other party wants only a new type of transformer, even without the data in the tablet, Abel can copy a new type of transformer production line. Even without Barcelona as the basis for transformation, he can create similar substitutes...

However, the "Test No. 1 Test Body" they wanted was transported away by the parliament after Abel's group completed the data sampling. Even the relevant data from the Test Body No. 1 was sealed as a high-level machine.

Although Abel can still recall the data, he can definitely not produce the tissue samples of the No. 1 test subject.

In fact, the direct connection between the new transformed man and the No. 1 test body is not very big. The No. 1 test body just gave Abel an inspiration and an idea. The technical principles of the new transformed man and the No. 1 test body are completely unrelated to the No. 1 test body.

But it is obvious that these people will not listen to Abel's explanation.

"This... I may not be able to do this. The body of the No. 1 test body has been sealed by the organizational council, and ordinary people have no way to get it..." Abel observed the face of the middle-aged man and said carefully.

The other party did not show any dissatisfaction, but still maintained the smile at the beginning, as if he had expected Abel to say this early in the morning.

"It doesn't matter, we will put you back, so that you will have the chance to get the tissue sample of the No. 1 test object." said the middle-aged man.

"Let me go back?" Abel obviously didn't expect the other party to say such a thing. Wouldn't they be afraid...

"I know what you are thinking, don't worry, if you betray us or keep making excuses to delay, we will pass on the video clips of this agreement and you when signing the agreement to the organization. I think, then..." The middle-aged man said, pointing to the top of his head. Only then did Abel notice that there was a hidden surveillance camera hidden in the cabin of the armored vehicle, recording the whole process just now.

"One side is wealth, status and power, and the other side is doubt, investigation and even imprisonment. What I want to choose, Mr. Abel, you should know better than me."

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Two days later.

When the consortium alliance broke through a railway resistance position, it "accidentally" rescued Abel, who happened to be temporarily detained there, and then Abel was immediately sent back to the organization's headquarters.

Although the railway rebels often massacred prisoners, it does not mean that they will kill all captured prisoners immediately. The construction of position fortifications requires enough labor, and soldiers who have been stuck in the trenches for a long time also need to vent their physiological needs.

Basically all female prisoners were used as military personnel, and some young men with pretty appearance and fair skin did not escape this fate.

This is a bitter plan, but for Abel, it is completely forced-

In order to minimize flaws and prevent the organization and the consortium from becoming suspicious, these three days of being regarded as "captive" are undoubtedly the darkest three days in Abel's life.

Abel is not a virgin. On the contrary, there are probably two or three hundred women he has slept with... However, he has never been given anything by a man.

Before he could react, the men in black brought him here, and then he heard the men in black say something to the soldiers in the resistance army-

"Play it casually, but be careful, don't be able to die--"

Then, he tasted what it felt like to open the back door...

Just when Abel felt that he was about to die, the alliance troops finally broke through the position and successfully rescued the extremely miserable Abel.

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Alliance Headquarters.

Abel lay on a soft mattress, and a blood-stained cotton was stuffed into the chrysanthemum. Although the injuries on his body had been properly treated and the filth had been cleaned, Abel still did not recover from the nightmare, and his eyes were silently pressed against the fluorescent light on the ceiling.

The person responsible for the transcript was a young female executor. She wore a tight black dress and deliberately opened the buttons very low to reveal the deep career line. She held a tablet in her arms and sat quietly beside Abel's bed.

Six hours have passed, and Abel said no word about the organization's inquiry.

However, both the investigation departments and the parliament within the organization have surprisingly shown an attitude of understanding - after all, it is not easy for a man with a normal orientation to recover after experiencing such a thing.

The people of the parliament and the officials of the investigation department had left, and only the female executor was left. In addition to recording what Abel confessed at the first time, she also had to take care of Abel in her recuperation.

"Mr. Abel, how do you feel now? Are you getting better?" The executor asked softly after looking at the time.

"...get out! Get out of here!" Finally, Abel stopped silent, but suddenly started roaring - fortunately, the sound insulation in the room was very good, and his roar did not alarm the military police guarding outside the door.

"You need to calm down and I'll pour you a glass of water. You haven't drunk water for more than ten hours." The executor said.

Abel's lips were indeed very dry, and blood was slowly oozing out in the cracked areas, but now he had no feeling of thirst at all, only endless anger and shame...

"No need! Get out of here! Get out of here!"

"Okay, I'll leave now, but..." the female executor said, suddenly approaching Abel's face, and Abel could even smell the perfume on her.

"The people over there asked me to pass on the message to you. I hope you don't forget the agreement you signed. After the injury heals, you will have a month..."
Chapter completed!