The moment I saw the sign, several plans flashed back to my mind.

Doctor disguised? Sneak up on Marilyn to get it out? Still is......

This method obviously doesn't work, first of all, the probes all over the corridor are a hard wound, you disguise the doctor, turn back, they just need to adjust the monitoring, and the matter will be a big deal.

Therefore, this can only be done with clever stealing techniques.

I passed by the doctor's duty room, glanced at it hurriedly, and looked down the corridor again, and sure enough, as expected, there were probes in many places.

I skimmed past the duty room.

Keep moving forward......

Hey, this is, the rescue room, the door is locked.

Probe......? Don't say it, it's not.

The rescue room, directly opposite, is an elevator, and next to the elevator is a staircase for people to walk.

There is no hope for elevators, almost every elevator has probe monitoring, but what about stairs?

No stairs to go down.

There is no monitoring near the stairs, and then down, there is a window halfway up the stairs, the window is not equipped with anti-theft nets, and there is a platform outside the window.

I walked up to the window, stood up, grabbed my phone, pretended to text and looked out the window.

Outside, a long slow platform, around the front building half a circle, the width of the slow platform is about 1.6 meters, enough for two people, side by side.

This is the second floor, so go down again.

I went downstairs, came to the yard, looked around, and saw that on the west side of the building, there is a fire safety passage, and on the west side of the building, there is a small green belt, and the green belt goes straight for 30 meters, which is a parking lot.

There are probes in the parking lot, and this one is not safe.

So......

I pretended to take a walk, and then came out of the green belt and looked outside.

It's a barbed wire fence that's nearly two meters high, and outside the net, there's a street.

The street looks deserted and there aren't many people.

Observing the terrain here, I almost knew it in my mind.

Raise your wrist and look at your watch, 15:33 p.m.

I paced back to the parking lot, picked up the car, flashed people.

Drive outside.

I found another place, stopped the car, and began to draw what I saw, the floor plan of the ward, and the location of the monitoring probe points.

After drawing, I found that I only got the floor plan of the west side of the second floor.

East......

Well, one more trip.

Parking nearby, I walked to the hospital again, went up the east stairs, and walked all over again.

This time, I found a nurse's disposal room, as well as a public restroom.

The probe line in the nurse's disposal room, along with the signal line of the other probes, converged in the bathroom, and then along the toilet, through the floor, and into the upper floor.

I looked at it and knew it in my heart.

In addition, the staircase on the east side is not equipped with probes.

Again, on the east side on the second floor, there are also balancing platforms and windows, and I went over and opened the latches of the windows.

I continued to walk up, and the building had five floors, and when I got to the fourth floor, I could clearly see a probe propped up there.

The stairs above the fourth floor have probes, the rest do not.

Get!

I left the hospital, drove around, and bought a small hydraulic shears at a large supermarket nearby.

Then I drove to the outside of the green belt that I had observed, I drove onto the side street, turned back and forth three times, and found that the buildings near this street were not equipped with probes.

Aware.

Re-draw, the position of each probe, as well as the direction and layout of the data cable.

Get it and leave.

The rest of the day, wandering around the neighborhood to familiarize yourself with the surrounding terrain, roads, and exits, then filling up the car with gas and finding a restaurant to get a bite to eat.

The clock is ticking.

I waited until about 9 p.m., and then at the entrance of the hospital, I saw an ambulance coming in.

OK！

Get moving.

First, I drove the car to the small street outside the green belt, then stopped, turned off the engine, got out of the car, observed a circle, and saw that there was no around, so I took hydraulic shears and began to cut the wire fence.

Ten minutes later, a one-meter-and-five-meter-tall humanoid cut out.

This is deliberately designed in the shape of a door, that is, the iron wire at one end is not cut, and you need to push it hard to push it completely.

Push the barricade, pull it back, and get it back to the way it was. Sneaking into the hospital, I walked along the green belt and went around to the east side of the building.

On the east side, there is a door, but it is locked by a large chain.

And, above this door, there is also a probe. I don't know how to walk through the door, I need to climb up to a windowsill on the upper floor, and then, moving on the windowsill, up to the fire escape, along the passageway, up to the second floor.

Here the latch of the window has been opened by me.

I pushed open the window and rolled in.

Directly opposite the stairs is the restroom, where there are no probes.

I took a closer look and saw that no one was paying attention, and ...... Hiding in a squat pit in the men's restroom.

It was smellless inside, quiet and clean.

I waited patiently.

It lasted until about 2 a.m.

During this period, two people went to the women's bathroom.

At two o'clock, I quietly left the bathroom.

Nudge the crack in the door.

Glancing into the hallway.

It was empty, and there was not a single figure.

I looked in the direction of Marilyn's ward again.

There was only one policeman, sitting there, not knowing whether he was asleep or something.

Take out the hydraulic shears, bite them with your teeth, then jump up, grab the bathroom door, step on the lock, climb high, go around the head again, take out the hydraulic shears, align the data line of the probe, click. 、

It's all broken!

OK！ Now, the probes on this floor are scrapped.

As long as the security guards don't find out, I have a chance.

I can't care so much, I flash ......

Let's go to the disposal room first.

There were two nurse sisters inside, lying on the operating table, squinting and napping.

In front of them, there is a console with an emergency communication call device, and in addition, there is a monitoring screen for critical patients.

This thing is very advanced. Basically, as soon as the vital signs of a serious illness change sharply, the console will sound an alarm, and the nurse will know at the first time which patient in which room is about to hang.

The nurses were tired and slept soundly.

I quietly and inwardly glanced again.

Hey, there's a nurse's uniform on the hanger.

I didn't care about it so much, so I went into the house and carefully put on the nurse's uniform.

What about hats? Hat...... With that, I found a hat at the writing desk in the nurse's lounge.

put it on his head, and in the pocket of his nurse's uniform, he took out a mask and put it on himself.

Packed up.

I twisted my waist and quietly left the nurse's room.

Then, he went straight to Marilyn's hospital room.

The U.S. imperialist police sat on a bench opposite the ward, crossed their arms, bowed their heads, and took a nap.

The small snoring sound can be heard very clearly.

I smiled and gently pushed open the door to Marilyn's hospital room.

The lights weren't on.

Marilyn lay quietly in bed, asleep!

I don't know if this thing has woken up.

How's your body recovering?

I approached cautiously, reached out and tried her forehead, it was cold, her body temperature was normal, and I listened to the breathing again.

Well, not bad.

Then, I lifted the covers.

Belch......

Under the bleak moonlight, a snow-white slender carcass was completely presented in front of me.

I was stunned. Uh, this ......

By the way, where is her injury?

I gently flipped Marilyn's head again.

See, in the back of the head, in the big neck, there's a gun abrasion, and this shot is very close to Marilyn's neck stalk, very close.

The gunshot wound is not very serious, the kind of broken skin, and at the moment only a large piece of gauze is used, which is disposed of.

But how can a man be unconscious?

I looked at Marilyn's forehead again, and then on my left temple, I found a small broken cut, which had already crusted over.

It is estimated that this wound is the culprit that caused her to fall into a coma.

I took off my mask and took a deep breath. I was about to lift up the hand.

Marilyn opened her eyes.

She looked at me.

Her eyes were extremely frightened, and when she opened her mouth, she was about to scream!

I instinctively reached out and covered her mouth.

She stretched out her arms to block it!

I put my hands on her arm, and she opened her mouth to scream.

Yes......

As soon as half a word came out, I gritted my teeth and pounced on her, and I gave her a mouth.

Lips to lips, and I tried hard to blow in.

Marilyn was angry and anxious, her body twisted for a while, and she twisted twice, but instead of struggling, she poked out a little tongue and came out.

Seduction?

I was stunned and fought back with my tongue, but as soon as my tongue was halfway through, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, I retracted my tongue sharply, and then I felt Marilyn's two rows of small teeth, clucking, and biting empty.

It's dangerous!

Brother almost lost his tongue.

At this time, I didn't dare to let go, I only took my hand and gestured out of the door one by one.

Marilyn was startled a little, and gradually relaxed her arms.

I let go.

Marilyn grinned and muttered, "You nurse, you're so ugly." ”

I didn't speak, I just glared at her hatefully, and at last, stretched out my hand.

Marilyn claws.

I pulled and felt bad again, and then I was about to undress and put on the nurse's suit for Marilyn.

Suddenly.

There was a kicking sound outside the door.

Someone's coming!

Your sister.

I wanted to hide under the bed, but it was empty under the bed, and I couldn't hide people at all.

Cabinet?

He's too small.

What to do? 、

In a critical situation, Marilyn lifted the quilt.

I get it.

Silently swishing ......

Got under her covers.

The bedding is warm, the skin is smooth, and there is a faint smell of disinfectant mixed with body sweat.

Marilyn remained silent.

Grabbed me by both hands, meaning, let me be honest.

I honestly leaned my head slightly against her chest.

In the dark, I felt that as long as I opened my mouth, I could hold that soft whirring thing.

However, I didn't move.

This is really not the right time!

This kind of ambiguity is too, exciting, it's just, it's exciting.

Long.

There was no movement outside the door.

I flipped to my feet.

Then, looking around, he decisively took off his clothes and threw them to Marilyn.

Niu'er, three or two, put it on her body, and then, barefoot, she saw me go to the ground together.

I looked nervously outside.

Without noticing, Marilyn stretched out her hand, took off the nurse's hat on my head, and put it on her own head.

Is this girl an occupational disease?

If you don't nurse for a day, you will die of discomfort?

I shook my head, and in front of me, I reached out and was about to pull the door of the ward.

Suddenly, I heard, yawning.

As soon as I looked up,

Oh my God, the US imperialist police officer outside the door, he woke up!