Xiao Cai drove the car fast, and soon a police car parked on the side of the road sounded its siren and chased after it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info is still more than 500 meters away from the hospital, Xiao Cai did not slow down at all, and rushed directly through an intersection, turning the corner in front of the back door of the hospital. He slammed on the brakes, and the three of us immediately opened the door and jumped out of the car. Xiao Cai took out two $500 bills from his wallet, stuffed them into his driver's license, and said to us, "Go quickly, don't worry about me." ”

We walked quickly to the entrance of the hospital, and looked back to see that the two policemen had already got out of the police car, and walked towards Xiao Cai with their hands on the handle of their guns, and Xiao Cai cooperated with the two hands raised slightly so that the police could see his hands. In this way, the police should not be excessive.

When the three of us entered the hospital, I motioned for Chunjuan and Bull to disperse, and the three of us pretended not to know each other. I stopped a nurse and asked, "I got a call saying that my brother is injured, where is the ICU?" The nurse immediately showed me the way. Although I was in a hurry, I didn't go straight to the ICU, but went around to the emergency room.

There are more doctors in the emergency room, and they are busy. I followed a doctor who had just come out of the room to the doctor's lounge, waited for him to come out and walked away, and then pushed the door in. Fortunately, there was no one in the lounge, so I copied an isolation gown from the hanger and put it on my body, pulled a mask from the box on the table, and hurried out. After walking a few steps, a nurse looked at me suspiciously, probably strange that she had never seen this doctor. I smiled at him and swaggered out of the emergency room. The nurse blinked a few times and then turned away.

Hehe, this is what we are most proud of, no matter how we look at this face, we look like an honest person, so we can avoid a lot of trouble.

With the lab coat as a cover, I had a lot less trouble navigating the hospital. In order not to attract attention, I asked Bull and Chunjuan to stay on the first and second floors of the crowded buildings, and went to the monitoring room by themselves. On the way, I took a medical record folder from a stretcher bed for transporting patients and carried it all the way to the floor where the intensive care unit was located.

When I got out of the elevator, I lowered my head and pretended to look at the case, but I was actually observing the position of the surveillance camera. My heart tightened at this sight, and I saw the camera twisted to an abnormal angle. At this angle, the range that the camera can effectively capture is extremely limited.

If you look at the other cameras, they are all twisted to a position with a very small shooting angle. My heart tightened, which means that the other party may have done something to Big Eyes. I pretended to look down at the medical records and walked briskly to the intensive care unit. There were two policemen sitting on chairs at the door of the custody room, one was very young but absent-minded, and the other was in his forties with a fat body and a blank face.

I walked directly to the door of the care room and pushed the door in, and the two nurses at the nurse station stretched out their heads and quickly retracted their heads, but no one came out to ask. Have they already realized something? Is this happening so often in hospitals now?

I couldn't care about that anymore, so I walked quickly to the room where Big Eye was and pushed the door in. There were two people in this ward, and there was no movement before the strength of the anesthetic had passed. I don't know the one who was leaning against the door with a thick bandage on his chest and neck. When I walked inside, I saw that Big Eyes' face was dark, and his hair was not only gnawed by a dog due to the effect of the shock wave, but also fell back upside down, which looked so miserable.

Suppressing the anger in my heart, I took a look at the monitoring equipment inserted in his body, electrocardiogram, blood pressure and the like, nothing special, and there will be no problem if I pull them out for a short time. I went out and saw that the monitoring room on the opposite side was still empty, and I hurriedly turned around and came back to push Big Eyes into the room. But as soon as my hand touched the doorknob, I felt a hint of danger and couldn't help but look towards the door of the intensive care unit.

As soon as the door opened, a bewitching female nurse walked in with a cart for medicines, and the smiling face of the young policeman could be seen from the open door. The female nurse smiled at the policeman and turned her head, even though it was far away, I still felt her pupils shrink. It gave me goosebumps - a murderous aura.

Not only did her murderous aura make me realize that she was a killer, but there were also some differences between her and a real nurse.

Her behavior should be said to be impeccable, but nurses generally don't pass high heels when they are on duty. I could also tell from the light cast by the hallway lamp above her head that she had a few syringes and some pill boxes on her cart, and the way the needles were placed was also slightly different from that of a normal nurse.

Luckily, I'm wearing a doctor's lab coat, so don't blame the doctor for giving you orders since you're disguised as a nurse. Worried that he had a gun hidden in his cart, I pretended to be happy to see her and shouted "Hey, nurse." Just come over and help me. ”

The nurse hesitated, then pushed the cart past the nurses' station, placed it against the wall, and walked briskly this way. The moment he left the cart, I saw the needle bounce in the light and quickly disappear into her hand.

"Whew" I secretly breathed a sigh of relief: she wanted to kill me with the contents of the syringe, as long as I didn't use a gun.

It was a Hispanic face. I pushed open the door with one hand and let her go in first, while saying "I'm new here, they asked me to check the patient's alanine aminotransferase, can you tell me what to do......"

The nurse had briskly agreed, "Okay, just draw a little blood." "As soon as I entered the door, she suddenly grabbed me by the collar with her right hand and swung it at my neck with her left hand - still left-handed. I hurriedly took a step diagonally to the left with the force she pulled me forward, stabbed her right leg as a support with my knee, and at the same time raised my right hand up to intercept her, grabbed her wrist with my right hand and pulled my left hand diagonally down under her ribs. I had only applied a small amount of torque to her, but the nurse stumbled against the wall.

This killer pretending to be a nurse was quite tough, and he didn't fall down with the force of his back hitting the wall, and the needle in his hand didn't loosen, but raised his leg and kicked at me. The iron-clad heel reflected a swarthy reflection in the light, and if it was kicked to death, it would be crippled - a woman's high heels were hidden murder weapons.

I hurriedly stepped to the right and pulled her down to the right, and that's when she really fell, and her high heels grazed my calves and kicked her. He then rolled in my direction with his left shoulder, trying to trip me with his knee against the back of my knee.

When the master used to teach boxing, he said "can fight or not", which means that if the fighting style can work faster, don't use grappling, but it is easy to change. In this case, I don't dare to fight for too long, I have to fight quickly, and I will fight to the death.

I took advantage of the situation to kneel, fighting to receive her knee, and my right hand still controlled her left hand, and my left hand clenched into a fist, and the index knuckle protruded and smashed her temple. Her knee on my thigh immediately lost her strength.

I put my arms around her neck and felt that she had indeed passed out before relaxing a little.

What to do with this killer? There is no time for interrogation, nor is it known whether she has any accomplices. Leave her in the big-eyed hospital room, and God knows what will happen. It's not appropriate to hand her over to the two policemen at the door, and I'll expose it. So the cleanest and easiest way to deal with it is to kill her.

After the first few things, I don't feel much about killing people anymore. Still holding her left hand, I plunged the needle into her carotid artery and pushed the potion inside. Immediately her body began to twitch violently.

Seeing that her body was no longer twitching, I carefully wiped the corners of my white coat where my fingerprints might have been left so as not to leave clues to the police.

Is it to move the body to another room? Immediately I dismissed the idea, it was too risky. Anyone knows that it is difficult to get out of bed, let alone kill a killer with his bare hands, and if the police accuse him of killing this woman, he will definitely be suspected of his intelligence. So let's leave the body here.

I opened the door, and a nurse in the hallway had just flashed into a room, and there was no one else. I straightened my clothes and still carried my case out of the door of the intensive care unit without looking back, and when I passed by the trolley pushed by the female killer, I took a pair of rubber gloves from the trolley and put it on and followed a needle. The two policemen didn't even look at me when I went out.

I glanced up at the camera, still reassuring to turn to the wall. At this time, the night was already a little deep, and there were not many people in the corridor. A Latino man was leaning against the wall and immediately looked away when he saw me coming out of the intensive care unit. I felt threatened, but as I walked towards him, I was conflicted - should I kill him? I'm not sure if he's here to kill Big Eye.

But immediately I made up my mind to kill him. I can't put Big Eyes in danger.

As I passed the man, the syringe I had hidden in my sleeve plunged into his chest and plunged between his ribs, the needle should have touched the pericardium according to my estimate, and my fingers pushed the piston all the way through.

The man's eyes widened in horror and he put his hand in his arms, and I couldn't pull out the syringe and hold his hand down, and I could feel a pistol hidden under his armpit.

In just a few seconds, he stopped struggling and slid to the floor, the look of horror still on his face.

Although the time was short, it had already attracted the attention of others, and two policemen also stood up. I hurriedly laid him flat for an extracardiac massage, while shouting "Nurse!" in a slightly Japanese accent, "Nurse! Prepare for rescue, someone is sick! ”