"Big brother, now is not the time to talk about this, you hurry up and let the third brother see how this gringo is, he has a serious gunshot wound, if you delay any longer, it is very likely that he will not survive." The eighth interrupted the conversation between Huazi and the boss on the side. He was really anxious, because Zhang Dongbei just said that this Yankee was very important to this war, and even Zhang Dongbei said that he was a very important person, so he must be a very important person.

"Oh? Third, hurry up and take a look. The boss was also very anxious when he heard this. Not because of anything else, just because the Yankee is lying on Zhang Dongdong's back now, and in his opinion, the person who can make Zhang Dongbei personally carry it must be a very important person to Zhang Dongbei.

The third child, Qiao Renzhi, used to be a surgeon in Shanghai Queen Mary Hospital, with superb medical skills and a reputation at that time, especially when he treated the poor, if the other party could not afford to pay the medical bills, he would pay for them out of his own pocket, and he would not ask them for them later, not even their addresses. So at that time, he was called a living immortal by the poor people of Shanghai. Later, when the Anti-Japanese War broke out, he actually quit his job in the hospital, joined the tide of resistance, and finally met several brothers now, forming this CP9 organization.

Qiao Renzhi wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and at a glance, he gave people the feeling of a weak scholar. I saw him get up from his seat, then put his left hand on the frame of the glasses, and slowly walked to the side of the bed, saying as he walked, "Come on, put him on the bed and let me see." The tone was very flat, and it sounded like it was nothing to do with him, which couldn't help but make Ping Ah Si and Hua Zi feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Dongbei didn't care too much, walked to the side of the bed with Slok on his back, put Slok on the bed, and then smiled: "I'm sorry for you." ”

That Qiao Renzhi nodded, mumbled in his mouth, and without looking up at Zhang Dongbei, he went straight to inspect the wounds on Slok's body. Seeing Qiao Renzhi enter the work state, Zhang Dongbei also retreated, so as not to stand aside and get in the way.

For Qiao Renzhi's arrogant and unreasonable attitude, Ping Ah Si and Hua Zi were very blind, and their dissatisfied expressions were overflowing, of course, these could not escape the eyes of the boss, after seeing Ping Ah Si's expression, the boss squinted at Zhang Dongbei again, and found that Zhang Dongbei was standing there very indifferently and waiting. The boss couldn't help but secretly praise Zhang Dongbei in his heart, and took the initiative to walk to Zhang Dongbei's side and said: "Brigade Commander Zhang, please don't be surprised, my third brother is this temper, people who just contacted him and don't understand him will be angry by him like this, but after getting along with him for a long time, you will know that he is actually a very polite person." ”

Zhang Dongbei smiled and didn't speak, but his smile had already told the other party that he didn't care about these at all. At this moment, he only remembered the seriously injured Slok, to be exact, he also remembered the design of the atomic bomb on Slok's body.

"He's hopeless, he's dead." After a while, Qiao Renzhi turned his head and said very indifferently, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

"Dead? I didn't expect that in the end, I still couldn't save his life. After hearing Qiao Renzhi's conclusion, Zhang Dongbei was a little disappointed. As soon as Srock died, the whereabouts of the blueprints disappeared, and could it all be over?

"Hey, how did he die, did you have a careful examination, aren't you very skilled? Why did you let him die like this, I see that you obviously didn't try your best to save him. Hua Zi roared angrily on the side, "Look at your arrogant appearance, I see that you don't want to save him at all, do you know how important he is to us?" For this Yankee, we have killed more than a dozen brothers, but now you just say lightly that he is not saved, then won't my brothers die in vain? From the beginning of seeing Qiao Renzhi's attitude just now, Hua Zi has been holding his breath in his heart, and he can't help but burst out anymore.

"Huazi, don't say it, he has done his best, he can only blame us for delaying too much time on the road, if we had bandaged him earlier to stop the bleeding, maybe he wouldn't have died, there was so much blood in the wound along the way, even a young and strong person can't resist, let alone a man who is about to be fifty." Zhang Dongbei stopped Huazi and told him not to be so impulsive.

Although Huazi was angry in his heart, but Zhang Dongbei spoke, he didn't want to say anything, he stomped his feet and stood there alone sulking, at this moment his heart was sorry for his dead brothers, so many brothers died, but in the end he still couldn't get that important design drawing.

Zhang Dongbei turned his head to Qiao Renzhi and smiled: "Three masters, I'm sorry, my brother didn't mean to offend you just now." I am here to make amends to you. ”

Qiao Renzhi smiled faintly and said, "Brigade Commander Zhang, you don't have to apologize. I understand that brother's feelings. But what I'm telling you is that this American didn't die of gunshot wounds, he didn't die of blood loss, his real cause of death was a ruptured internal organs. ”

Zhang Dongbei was stunned and said: "Broken internal organs? ”

Qiao Renzhi said: "Yes. When I was examining him just now, I found that there was a new wound in his abdomen with needles and threads, and underneath the new wound, there seemed to be some hard object, and that hard object was the real murder weapon. So I would like to ask Brigade Commander Zhang's opinion if it is necessary to open the wound on his abdomen again and examine what the objects in his body are. ”

Zhang Dongbei was taken aback, and suddenly he thought of a possible surname, could it be ......

As soon as he thought of this possible surname, Zhang Dongbei had an inexplicable excitement, it was the mountains and rivers that had no way out, and the willows and flowers were bright and another village. Ping Ah Si and Hua Zi suddenly saw the excitement on Zhang Dongbei's face, they were all unclear, so the second monk was confused.

"Brigade Commander Zhang, what's wrong?"

"Brother Zhang, did you find any clues?"

After all, Jiang is old and spicy, and Ping Ah Si immediately guessed the reason why Zhang Dongbei suddenly became excited.

Zhang Dongbei did not answer them directly, but said: "Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope." "Nothing has been confirmed yet, and he doesn't dare to say it too much.

As he spoke, Zhang Dongbei turned his head to Qiao Renzhi and said, "Three masters, then I'll trouble you." Please remove the thread from that wound. ”

After getting Zhang Dongbei's consent, Qiao Renzhi turned around and walked to the bed again, took out a scalpel directly from the pocket of his clothes and began to remove the stitches. I saw that his hands were flying, and his movements were extremely skillful, and a suture wound about twenty-five centimeters long was opened by him again in an instant, and there was no other place around this wound that was scratched by his scalpel.

Seeing this amazing technique of removing stitches, Zhang Dongbei was really impressed by the three masters in front of him who looked like a weak scholar.

Qiao Renzhi reached out and entered the wound, and then took out an object from the wound, which was full of blood and filth, which made people feel disgusting to look at, but fortunately, everyone present was not a young chick, and they had seen a lot of scenes that were more bloody than this, and naturally there would be no adverse reactions to these now.

Although the object was covered in blood and filth, the crowd could see that it was a package, one tightly wrapped in heavy oiled paper. And the real murder weapon that killed Srock was this package. Qiao Renzhi handed the package to Zhang Dongbei.

After Zhang Dongbei took it, he hurriedly opened it, peeled off the oil paper on the outside layer by layer, and finally saw a small red book that was well protected inside.

After getting what he wanted, Zhang Dongbei glanced at Srock's body lying on the bed again and sighed. Then he turned to the CP9 crowd and said, "Thank you, we've found what we're looking for." I'm really bothering you this time. I really want to thank you for getting this important thing this time, this thing was found by Qiao San, so you should also know what it is, this small book records the manufacturing principle and design drawings of the atomic bomb. If this atomic bomb can be successfully built, it only takes a few to destroy a country. So if any country gets this thing, then it can be said that it will be the winner of this war. ”

CP9 Everyone was shocked, more than half of the nine of them had stayed overseas, and their knowledge was naturally extraordinary, and when they heard Zhang Dongbei say this, they already knew the important surname of this little red book. It's no wonder that Zhang Dongbei and the others were so anxious just now.