Chapter 422: Must Die
After entering the ward, the doctor looked at Robert lying on the bed, checked that there was no problem with the equipment of the machine, took out a small medicine bottle from his small cart, and then used the syringe to pull out the medicine that had been mixed, aimed at Robert's artery and gently pushed the medicine into it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The whole process was very fast, only less than half a minute, and the doctor's movements were also very light, and now even if an outsider comes in, he will not feel that there is anything wrong with his movements, and he is very professional.
After the injection, the doctor put the syringe back into his cart and quickly left the room.
The doctor walked out with a cart about a minute inside, then quickly left the room, changed into normal clothes, and took out his mobile phone to make a call.
"Done?"
"It's done!"
"Excellent! Where are you? ā
"Still in the hospital!"
"Yes, see you at the old place!"
Hung up the phone, pulled out the phone card, and reinstalled a phone card, the doctor slowly walked out of the unmanned room again, at this time, the two policemen who were guarding the door of the ICU just now walked out of the elevator, holding the freshly issued lunch and looking at each other with a tangled face.
Just now they received a call from the captain, asking them to go downstairs to the lunch, and asked the two of them to come down together, saying that they had important things to explain, and after taking the two lunches, the captain asked them to take a good look at the ward, and there was nothing to do, which made the two of them confused.
But even so, having two bento boxes made them happy for a while, after all, they had been working overtime for so long today, and they didn't have a bite to eat, and the bento also relieved their urgent need.
When the person passed by the ward just now, he smiled at the two guards, and then left the hospital in the elevator without hurrying.
Half an hour later, in the port of New York, the doctor who had just been in the hospital appeared on the port dock, standing in a place where there was no one, staring at the sea in a daze.
"You're here?" As soon as the footsteps sounded, he spoke slowly.
"Your hearing is still so good, it's what you want, and with this thing you can change your life again!"
Out of the shadows came a man, the chief of the New York Police Department during the day, who was now dressed in a black suit and with a file bag in his hand, appeared in front of the fake doctor.
"Thank you, what you promised me, I'm done!"
"I know! You're doing a good job, and no one notices the problem. The police chief smiled and handed over the file bag in his hand, just ten minutes ago, he received the news that the suspect had suddenly aggravated his injuries in the hospital, and the rescue was ineffective, and he had died.
"Okay, goodbye, goodbye!" After the fake doctor took the police chief's file bag, he got up and walked slowly to the far side of the dock, for a killer, he was tired of the life of a killer, this time the New York Police chief found him and asked him to kill someone, the chief gave him a new identity, and he took it.
However, he had just walked far when a slight gunshot rang out behind him, and the fake doctor only felt a pain in his body, and then fell directly into the sea beside him.
The New York Police Commissioner held a silenced pistol in his hand, watched the fake doctor fall into the sea, slowly walked to the position of the fake doctor just now, fired a few more shots at the sea, and then slowly put the gun into his arms, and said softly: "Originally, I wanted to let you go, but only the dead can keep the secret, this matter is too important to me, I can only kill you!" ā
After speaking, he stood on the beach for about ten minutes before slowly leaving the scene.
After another ten minutes, there was a strange sound on the sea, the fake doctor showed his head from the sea, looked at the empty dock, slowly climbed up to the dock, tore the position where he was shot, the bullet was blocked by body armor, and he had been hiding under the water for twenty minutes just now, until he was sure that the police chief was gone before he dared to come forward.
I carefully took out the file bag in my hand, took out the documents that had been soaked in seawater, carefully put them on the stone on the side to dry, and after half an hour, I carefully took it down from the stone, blew it gently, and slowly folded it and put it into my pocket.
took out a cigarette, sat on the stone and lit it, until the cigarette burned out, and then slowly said to himself: "The best way to retreat is to make everyone think that you are dead, that is to retreat!" ā
Looking at the docks, the fake doctor took off his coat, which had not yet dried, put it in his hands, and slowly left the docks step by step.
Lin Qing didn't know that so much had happened in New York after his sleep, and when he got up for breakfast the next morning, Trump handed over a copy of the latest New York Times.
"Yesterday afternoon, Donald, the eldest son of the chairman of the Tycoon Group, was attacked and killed, and the case was solved in the early hours of yesterday morning"
After roughly browsing the content, there is not much difference between it and what Lin Qing thought, the suspect named Robert did not live last night, and he cannot live past tomorrow night, he must die!
The New York police wanted him to die, the politicians wanted him to die, Washington, Wall Street wanted him to die, he had to die, even if someone knew that he would definitely not do it, but he still had to die.
One page in the New York Times reported on the incident, and the second on the chain reaction brought about by Donald's death, such as the stock of the tycoon group.
However, Lin Qing didn't care about these things at all, and he didn't have any interest, he was now waiting for the meeting with those people yesterday after breakfast, this is what Lin Qing attaches more importance to now, after all, where is the billion-dollar arms business, Lin Qing needs to take it well.
After Trump finished breakfast, he and Lin Qing walked in the garden and patted Lin Qing on the shoulder: "Things are done well, very beautiful, very decisive!" ā
Lin Qing smiled: "This is not a problem at all, it can only be said that he deserves to die, it is too stupid." ā
Trump smiled, he has been in a good mood since he woke up this morning, because the tycoon group and the Trump organization are the two largest real estate businessmen in New York. Trump has no reason to be unhappy, he wishes the tycoon group were out of business now, so that he could dominate the real estate market in New York. (To be continued.) )