28. Hidden in a corner

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The lights in front of him overlapped, forming a huge circle of light in Mo Lei's eyes; The whistling of the car was harsh, so harsh, as if it was right in my ears, and it seemed to come from a far, far away, from inside the tunnel......

......There are people making a loud noise, there are a lot of people, it's very lively......

Mo Lei patted his head vigorously with the palm of his right hand.

…… Arrived?

The position where he stands is the downstairs of a 3-storey small building, this row of buildings is of different heights, but the appearance color is exactly the same, and the position where he is standing walks straight ahead about 60 meters, which is the noisy street, a few guys with tattoos and beards are laughing with a group of women, and the guy with a chest and a tiptoe looks at himself?

What time is it? Late at night? Impossible, how far can you go? It's only a few kilometers, how many hours have you walked?

Wristwatch.

There is no watch, by the way, with the luggage, and Da Teng's spirit card, I took it away for them, and took it away together.

Weapons? The guns, the guns are still there, the daggers are still there.

Wait, what's here? The USB flash drive, yes, was taken off from Turan's computer.

Damn, dare to kill people because there are many people and weapons, dare to disregard people's lives?

Dare to kill Chinese, dare to kill children? Then I will kill you until your blood flows.

I need medicine, yes, I need medicine now, I need clean bandages, alcohol, I need anti-inflammatory drugs, and I need to rest......

Mo Lei stumbled out of the alley, his head was a little confused, he was dizzy, and his eyes occasionally had double vision.

The numbness of the left arm extended to the entire left half of the body, and the strip of cloth soaked in water wrapped around the back of the left hand changed color, and the fingers were so swollen that even the numbness was lost.

There was some stinging pain on his forehead, probably from a fall just now.

There was blood, blood flowing from the forehead into the eyes, slimy.

Mo Lei looked down at the small puddle underground, he squatted down, scooped some water from the pit with his right hand and washed it on his forehead, well, now you can see clearly.

In fact, his shape is difficult to identify now, he is the Mo Lei who broke into the manor alone and killed people and left.

Charles's suit had been soaked in muddy water and completely changed color, and it was a little ill-fitting on Mo Lei's body, and his originally unruly short hair was soaked by the rain and tamely attached to his forehead. His entire face was distorted, with a bruise on his face, swollen eyes, swollen palate and gums, and a gap on the right side of his face and chin......

The gun on the waist was heavy.

There was a telephone pole in front of him, Mo Lei walked over and stretched out his right hand to support it, and gasped a few times.

The group of men and women who were laughing together were spitting hard in this direction, others were cursing loudly in local slang, and the women with only a few rags wrapped in them giggled and laughed.

After all, such beggars and drunks abound, and they will turn into corpses lying in the garbage heap at any time, but this beggar is too close to them.

Well, that's good.

Mo Lei stretched out his right hand and pinched the wound on his left hand, and the sudden sharp pain made his head clear.

That's good, it's not a bad thing to be treated like an alcoholic.

He stood quietly for half a minute with his head bowed, straightened up, and began to look for the drugstore, which he hoped would also have the cross, so that he would not have to go to someone to ask him.

Two policemen walked on the opposite side, with their hands on their waists, and looked a little warily at the group of young people who had gathered together to make a noise, and then at the drunken appearance of the drunkard who had just sat on the ground next to the cement pole.

But they just watched, and they didn't want to cause trouble, and sometimes the gangsters pulled out better weapons than the police on this street.

When they walked out of their sight, Mo Lei slowly stood up from the ground, pretending not to hear the shouting and scolding of the gangsters next to him, a cigarette butt was thrown from behind him and smashed at his feet, and he just walked forward in silence as if nothing happened.

The flower beds on both sides of the road are full of weeds, the lights in the buildings are still on, and the gates of all the courtyards are open, as if this is a paradise where the road is not forgotten and the door is not closed at night.

The neon lights of the bar in front of him are constantly changing, shining with the ** images of different postures, the water in the ground is still very deep, and with every step, the wound on the left arm hurts as if it is torn, reminding Mo Lei that he can't fall down, can't pass out on the side of the street.

There's still something to do.

A white figure came into view, Mo Lei stood still, looked at the blurred picture in front of him, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, a man in a white coat was lowering his head to lock the roller shutter, and then covered the iron bar gate outside, there was a small sign on the gate made of iron bars, and there was indeed a small red cross on it.

Mo Lei sat down by the flower bed, watched the Mr. in a white coat walk to the car parked on the side of the road, took off his white coat and threw it in the back seat, turned to the driver's seat to start the car, and walked away.

After sitting for a few more minutes, Mo Lei saw that no one passed by before and after, only in the building above his head, whose men and women began to quarrel again, and then it turned into a martial arts, and Mo Lei didn't understand what they said.

He stood up, staggered to the side of the building, looked back and forth again, and walked into the alley on the right.

The backyard is indeed the same as all the buildings, but the wall about two meters high is also a difficult thing for Mo Lei now, and it took him a few minutes to climb over the wall into the courtyard, almost rolling off the ground.

It was a little difficult to get up and scan the yard first, well, two windows, a door, a wooden door, I don't know if there are iron bars in the windows, go and see first.

No, it's just a thin barbed wire fence behind the glass, which is a bit like a screen window that I use to keep mosquitoes out.

He stood by the window, listening to the loud beatings from the next floor, with the occasional sound of porcelain breaking and heavy objects falling to the ground.

He waited quietly.

Then, after hearing the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, he raised his right elbow and slammed it low on the glass, he used concentration, and after the elbow hit it, he stood still, and the glass would shatter inward, so that he would not cut himself.

There was still silence all around, except for the constant beating and scolding upstairs, and a woman screaming and crying.

Mo Lei stretched out his right hand, grabbed the small barbed wire, and pushed and pulled hard, knowing that the fixation of this barbed wire was not strong enough! That's it. He pushed and pulled hard, and the dust on the barbed wire fell down, and the fixed iron nail fell to the ground from the inside with a soft thud as if unwilling to be burdened.

I listened quietly for a while, but there was still no sound. Mo Lei first put his right hand in and grabbed the windowsill, fixed himself, pulled it hard, put his left foot up first, followed by the force of his waist, and the whole person turned into the dark room.

He crouched under the windowsill and opened his eyes, waited for a few seconds, waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, then stood up and began to look for something to illuminate by the faint light outside the window.

There was a small treatment room in the back, but he smelled something strange.

He started touching the wall, and he knew that there would often be flashlights or lighting in the corners or door frames, because in case of a power outage, they would need to do some simple treatment for the patient and wait for the call.

Touched it.

Mo Lei took off the soaked suit, stuffed the flashlight into the suit pocket and pushed the switch open, and a blurred light shrouded the surroundings.

No way!

Pet Hospital!

I walked the down a street without a pharmacy and found a pet hospital?

Dizzy, but Mo Lei was still a little ridiculous. Pet hospitals are pet hospitals, there will always be some antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs and the like. Either way, he thought, he could find something that would help him.

He pushed open the door to the antechamber and shone his flashlight, a green eye staring at him.

Mo Lei walked over, and the cat made a 'whining' sound, as if he felt that this stranger had disturbed his sweet dream.

A row of iron cages is placed in the center of the vestibule, with a simple table on the left, and behind the table is a bookshelf facing the ceiling, on which are some messy items.

In front of the table there is a small coffee table, with a set of simple sofas, several round stools stacked next to the sofa, and a kettle on the coffee table, next to which are several cups.

There was a coffee machine in the corner of the room, and the power light on it was still on. Bypassing the coffee machine, there is the bathroom, and there are many pictures hanging on the top and wall of the coffee machine, most of them pets, and a few of them are of a balding middle-aged man holding a pet, presumably the owner of the shop.

Mo Lei walked around the sofa, walked behind the desk, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets on the bookcase and in the drawers, well, there were half a dozen bandages, which had not been opened, there were two large boxes of antibiotics for animals to eat, and the text on it was probably aspirin or something, as well as two large bottles of hydrogen peroxide and iodine wine.

Okay, then I'll spend the night here, and I'll make plans tomorrow.

Mo Lei picked up the medicines, walked across the sofa, and walked around into the toilet.

The cat barked again, and Mo Lei turned around and smiled at it.

Hi, I'll stay with you all night tonight!