Moving all the way out of the operating room, I could already see that the police and Branson's men were mainly located outside the operating room, and other gang members were probing around. Branson's men were easily distinguishable www.biquge.info their men, vigilantly guarding the passage to the operating room, and it was easy to distinguish them from other patients' families from their expressions and demeanors, including Antonio. I felt their aura, and found that Antonio and the other three were all relatively powerful characters, and the others were just slightly stronger than ordinary people. I memorized the faces of the three more powerful people, and was going to go back and let Big Eyes check to see if they were all around Branson on a regular basis, but my instincts told me that the killer wasn't here.

Now that my goal has been achieved, I am not going to be conspicuous here, and I said goodbye to Michael: "Now that I understand what saber rattling is, I will stay away from these people as soon as I see such a situation in the future, so as not to get into trouble." ”

That's when the radio in the building called "Dr. Michael, please come back to the emergency center." Dr. Michael heard, please go back to the Accident & Emergency Center. ”

Michael said, "You're right, man. In this case, you must run far. I'm going to get back quickly, lest a missile fly in here and up, hehe. You know, it's getting more and more dangerous to be a doctor these days. Do you still want to be a doctor? Don't think about it anymore? Ho ho, I'm kidding, at least it's not easy to be a doctor and lose your job, people need a doctor all the time. Okay, I've got some work to do, so you can go out on your own. ”

That killer should definitely be on this level to protect Branson. Dr. Michael and I had just come up on the elevator near the operating room where Branson was operating, and I couldn't see the situation on the other side of the staircase, so I saw that the police were changing shifts and the elevator was crowded, so I walked to the elevator in the middle of the building to take a look at the situation on the other side of the staircase. As I was about to walk to the elevator, I suddenly felt my hairs stand on end, as if I was being targeted by a lion.

I immediately concluded that there was an extremely dangerous figure nearby! But what I felt just now was only for a moment, and then I couldn't feel it, it was really strange, so I simply stood and looked at the people in the corridor. Compared to the number of people in Branson's operating room, there was a wave of people sitting together, seemingly family members of patients undergoing surgery, a middle-aged Hispanic woman constantly wiping tears, and an older woman and a middle-aged man comforting him, apparently they were a family. There were three other men sitting alone, and two of them kept glancing at the way I came, and by looking at their bodies I could tell that they were addicts, and that I could not have been so coerced. These two must have been sent by Branson's counterparts to find out the news, and they will be remembered by Branson's men as soon as they sit here, so they must also be the kind of people who don't matter to the gang.

There was also a man sitting alone, and I could feel a deep sadness from his aura. If it weren't for that feeling of horror just now, I would have thought of him as a family member of a patient undergoing surgery, but now everyone else here has ruled out that he is the only one who could be the "lion".

I looked at him closely. He had his head down, and all I could see was gray hair, broad shoulders, and I could see that one of his hands was thick, strong, and had two scars. As for the hand I couldn't see, I guess I was holding a gun, because Big Eye had taught me such a quick way to shoot a gun before, but I don't think he would kill me in a place where there are so many cops. I was curious about his sad aura, just like when Maraccio was preparing to commit suicide. How could the fierce murderous aura and the sorrow of a dead person appear in the same person at the same time? And why didn't I feel this murderous aura in the first place, could it be that his sadness covered up the murderous aura? I have to figure out what the situation is, the experience of rising and rising.

Now, I'm more interested in this guy than I want to determine if he's Branson's killer. I decided to talk to him, so I walked over with my hands out and asked, "Sir, can I sit here?" ”

The man looked up, and a big face like Dwayne Johnson appeared in front of my eyes, and the gray eyes flashed with coldness. This time I was prepared, and although I was facing a lion, I was very determined to look at him. His pupils narrowed and he nodded, and I sat down next to him. I noticed that he also had a few small scars on his neck on his face, but there was actually a larger scar on his face, but it was well stitched, so he couldn't see it if he didn't pay attention. These scars made me even more sure that this was a great person.

I said, "Hello, my name is James." I can tell you're sad, but I'm doing a psychological survey of the patient's family to help more people like you, and I hope you can help. ”

Hearing me say this, both men sitting alone turned their attention to the operating room on the other side again.

The lion was expressionless, "Shouldn't you give me a questionnaire?" Should at least give me your business card first? ”

When I do something as a job, I am very thick-skinned, and this is called professionalism. I just fumbled with my hair and slowly pulled out my phone: "The survey can also be recorded without a questionnaire." I just sense that you're very sad and want to help you out. ”

The "lion" still has a blank face: "My child is dying, of course I am sad. ”

I glanced at the operating room and asked, "Is your child having surgery?" Then you should cheer up. This state of yours is going to make you suicidal. Think about what to do with your child? ”

Now the "lion" was a little surprised: "Do you think I will kill myself?" ”

I hope to arouse the interest of his conversation "not to see, but to feel." You have influenced ...... Uh, magnetic field, I felt the magnetic field. "I talked to him about metaphysics.

Unexpectedly, he really believed it, and grinned with an expression that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, "You are really strong." Are you a wizard? ”

Sorcerer? How could anyone believe this? I immediately denied that "I am a medical student and am pursuing a degree." ”

Apparently unconvinced, he asked something that left me dumbfounded, "You're here to kill Branson?" ”

I wanted to deny it immediately, but when I thought about it, they were all old drivers, and it would affect the next step of communication. This man is now significantly more suicidal than killed, so I decided to tell the truth, "I want Branson dead, but there are a lot of people who want to kill him, and I don't have to do it myself." Are you Branson's killer? ”

I didn't expect him to nod at all. I didn't expect him to admit it so quickly, and I swallowed before I remembered the question, "How can you tell I'm going to kill Branson?" I'm just here to take a casual look at the situation here. ”

He seemed to suddenly relax, pulled out the hand I hadn't seen all along, and tapped his head with his fingers, "Like you, probably a magnetic field." I sensed danger as soon as you entered here, and I could feel danger approaching when you approached, even though you were completely harmless on the surface. ”