Татьяна Викентьева – "STOLEN IMMORTALITY" (страница 12)

-Why did you put a gag in his mouth?

Vladimir answered. He said:

- Ah, Alexander Ivanovich! This guy was shouting and swearing so much that we couldn't stand it anymore!

"Understood. Place the young man on the operating table and administer anesthesia!" Alexander ordered.

"Okay," Vladimir nodded and turned to the workers. "Did you hear? Take the guy and carry him to the operating table."

The executioner, Krivoy, Venik, and Alfred lifted the young man and carried him to the operating table. Pyanov, barely able to stand, looked on indifferently.

"So, Grisha? Are you drunk yet?" Alexander asked him.

"Absolutely not, Alexander Ivanovich. I'm sober," P'yanov replied, looking his boss in the eye without shame.

- You're lying, Grishka! You're lying! I know you're stealing alcohol and drinking it secretly. Watch out, I'll get you! I'll throw you out to hell! You'll go back to prison!

- Ah, Alexander Ivanovich! Why are you doing this? I don't want to go back to prison! I work for you! And now I'll carry out your orders! What should I do? Tell me!

-Go and get some sleep! I don't need a drunkard here!

"I'm not drunk, Alexander Ivanovich! Not at all! I want to work, not sleep!"

"Vladimir! Get this freak out of here! Hurry!" Alexander ordered, pointing at the uncooperative worker.

Vladimir grabbed Grishka Pyanov by the collar and whispered in his ear:

-Grisha! If you don't leave now, it will be worse for you! Go to your room and get some sleep! Don't disturb us!

P'yanov hesitated for a few minutes, then nodded and left the operating room.

Alexander turned to the banker:

- Zinovy Izotovich! Please, come to the operating table and lie down on it.

The pale old man, his hands shaking with fear, babbled:

-Are you going to give me...give me anesthesia?

-Yes.

"Isn't it dangerous? Maybe I'll die, and you...you won't have time to perform the operation to transfer my soul into the body of a young man?"

"Don't worry, Zinovy Izotovich! Everything will be fine!" Alexander said firmly. "Lie down on the operating table."

The banker barely made it to the operating table. His legs began to stumble with fear. The executioner and Crooked Man helped him climb onto the table and lie down.

“Give the banker anesthesia!” Alexander ordered.

Venik and Alfred carried out the order and silently awaited further instructions.

Vladimir turned to the boss:

Alexander Ivanovich! The young man and the old man have fallen asleep. Both are under anesthesia. We await your further instructions.

- Well then, guys! Let's begin! - said Alexander and sighed deeply. - And may God help us! Or the Devil! It doesn't matter who! As long as he helps! I'll take care of the young man.

And you, Vladimir, are an old man. The Executioner and the Crooked One are helping me. And you, Vladimir, are Broom and Alfred. Get the instruments ready, boys! We're bringing both the young man and the old man to a state of clinical death. And watch out! You're responsible for the people you operate on with your own heads! If you overdo it and they die, then you won't live either!

Having heard the chief's stern order, everyone diligently set to work. The tense minutes of the operation began to flow.

After some time, Vladimir informed his boss:

- That's it, Alexander Ivanovich! The old man is in a state of clinical death.

"Excellent! The young man, too. Now don't miss this moment, boys! We need to capture the souls of the old man and the young man. Take the energy rod and place it on the part of the head where the soul exits the body. Come on, quickly! There's no time to waste here!"

Alexander's order was carried out. The Executioner and Krivoy placed an energy rod on the youth's head, while Alfred and Venik placed one on the old man's.

Vladimir turned to the boss:

-That's it, Alexander Ivanovich. We're ready to capture the soul of the old man and the soul of the young man.

"Good. Now turn on the equipment, guys! And you, Vladimir, watch the monitor. As soon as the equipment shows that the souls are trapped and in energetic confines, we'll begin the soul transfer: we'll transplant the old man's soul into the young man's body, and the young man's soul into the old man's body.

Tensed minutes passed again. Vladimir stared fixedly at the monitor. After a while, he cried out:

- Yes! The old man's soul has left his body and is trapped in an energy trap!

“And the soul of the young man?” asked Alexander.

"Not yet. His soul hasn't left his body," Vladimir replied, staring intently at the monitor.

“Well, we’ll wait,” said Alexander and sat down on a chair.

A tense silence reigned. Vladimir stared fixedly at the monitor again. Everyone else stood frozen in stupor. The minutes ticked by. But the young man's soul remained in his body. Alexander began to grow nervous:

"What's the matter, Vladimir? Why won't the young man's soul leave his body? He's clinically dead."

“I don’t know, Alexandra Ivanovich,” Vladimir shook his head and approached the boss. “Perhaps his soul hopes that his young body will be able to pull through and stay alive?”

"What should we do? The old man's soul has already left his body and is trapped; it needs to be transplanted into the young man's body immediately. I have no idea what to do!"

"Perhaps we should increase the poison dose, Alexander Ivanovich? Would you allow me to give the young man an additional injection of poison? Then his soul will realize that his body is completely poisoned and will leave it."

"If we increase the poison dose, we risk not being able to revive the young man. Rehabilitation measures are designed only for a specific dose of poisoning."

"Then I don't know what to do," Vladimir said, approaching the monitor again. "Ah! Wait! It seems it has happened! The young man's soul has finally left his body and is trapped in an energy bubble! Yes! The equipment shows it!"

“Wonderful!” Alexander became inspired and said loudly, addressing everyone.

Let's begin the soul transplant! Bring the energy ball with the banker's soul to the young man's head. And bring the energy ball with the young man's soul to the banker's head! And immediately begin the rehabilitation process to bring the old man's body and the young man's body back to life. As soon as the bodies begin to return to life, the souls will enter them themselves! So, get to work, guys!

And once again, tense minutes passed. Everyone present in the operating room was actively engaged in rehabilitation measures to bring the bodies of the old man and the young man back to life.

After some time, Vladimir happily announced:

"That's it, Alexander Ivanovich! The old man's body has been brought back to life! The young man's soul is already taking hold of it!"

“Excellent!” Alexander exclaimed. “The young man’s body has also been brought back to life! And the old man’s soul is being implanted within it! Well done, boys! The operation was a success! You will all receive a bonus! Now we need to take our charges to different rooms. They must not see each other when they come to! The Executioner, the Crooked One, the Venik, and Alfred will handle this.” Turning to the aforementioned workers, Alexander added. “And don’t forget to connect the recovery devices to the bodies of the young man and the old man. After you’ve done this, you are free to rest. That’s all! Follow my orders! And you, Vladimir, come with me to my office.” Having said this, Alexander left the operating room.

Vladimir followed him.

A few minutes later the men were already in Alexander’s office.

Vladimir said:

-I know that you are very tired, Alexander Ivanovich.

"Yes, I'm tired," Alexander sat down on a chair and winked slyly at Vladimir. "But a million dollars is worth it! Isn't it? We got it, and now it's time to rest. I want to eat well, listen to music, and have fun. That wouldn't hurt you either, Vladimir! Come with me!"

-Where?

- Some place with great food and beautiful girls. You know a lot of places like that in Moscow. Tell me where to go!

-Why do you think I know many such places?

"Well, stop pretending, Vladimir! I know you spend almost every night hanging out in cafes, bars, and restaurants, picking up girls! You're not indifferent to them, are you? Lust comes first for you!"