"Are you going to lock down hospitals? We can contact the mayor of Chicago as quickly as possible to request a blockade. Gloria pulled out her phone.

"No, no, it will make him frightened of our energy." Schneider stopped her, stepped over the cordon and walked into the ward, his iron-gray eyes coldly scanning every detail of the room, and finally pacing, he stopped in front of the curtain in the corner of the room.

Golia and Ryder saw where Schneider was standing, and subconsciously reached out and touched the gun under the trench coat, the location of this ward is facing the sun, so the curtains are made of thick printed thick cloth curtains, and it should be enough to hide a person behind the wide curtains that fall to the ground, right? Could it be that the murderer is really confident to this extent, or is the previous Chicago P.D. business ability to eat to the point that even the prisoners hiding at the scene can't find out?

Schneider opened the curtain expressionlessly, and there was not a bloodthirsty murderer hiding behind him, and a dead head was lying where his eyes touched.

That's Andrew's head.

"It was kicked here." Schneider glanced back at the location of the corpse, and then looked up at the sticky ceiling: "After decapitating him, the murderer kicked his head like a ball into this corner, and the blood sprayed from his neck covered up the rolling blood, and the people of Chicago P.D. didn't dare to touch our scene so they didn't notice it was here." ”

The anger in Golia's and Ryder's eyes almost turned into substance, a commissioner of the Enforcement Department should not be treated like this before, before or after death, and the murderer expressed incomparable contempt for Andrew after killing him!

"That's a good thing, gentlemen." Schneider lowered the curtain and covered the head as if to give rest, he raised his head and swept over the two of them with cold eyes: "This contempt means that our enemies do not know our true skills and strength, so even if we don't lock off this hospital after tonight, he will not choose to flee in a hurry, but will not choose to leave here to find the next target until he is satisfied with the skin of his prey with his own hands." ”

"Minister, what are we going to do?" Goliath asked in a low voice, her fingers trembling slightly, not in fear but in her uncontrollable anger.

"Although, without his knowledge, he expressed contempt for the commissioners of the Enforcement Department, so such people are well suited to public executions." Schneider said: "Inform the college headquarters that the first-year war practice class can start early. ”

"War practice class?" Both Ryder and Goliath were stunned.

"You seem to have a lot of doubts, didn't you take a war practice class in your freshman year?" Schneider glanced at the two of them and asked flatly.

"No... No, it's just that the mission objective is a little too dangerous? Andrew is a senior commissioner, but he only had time to shoot the murderer, and there is a high probability that he will miss it..."Ryder tried to dissuade Schneider's dangerous idea of using the murderer to practice for freshmen.

"No, it's not empty." Schneider interrupted Ryder, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, "Look up." ”

Ryder and Goliath subconsciously looked up, their excellent eyesight, and when they carefully examined the place where Schneider was staring, they were surprised to find that there was actually a pitch-black bullet hole in the ceiling.

"He didn't shoot in the air, but he only had time to shoot the air before he died." Schneider looked down at the headless corpse and said lightly: "The moment he stepped into the house, he knew that he was already dead, dodging, escaping, and releasing the spirit were all useless, and he clearly knew that the only thing he could do was not to save his own life, but to save the life of the girl in the house." ”

"So he used the only shot he could fire as a warning shot, giving up his own protection to attract the security guards who were patrolling the night, and saved the life of the girl in the ward, otherwise the murderer would have had time to peel off the girl's face and flee after killing him." Schneider lowered his gaze slightly.

Ryder and Goliath took a deep breath and let out heavy gasps, as if they could feel the last of the consciousness left by the man on the ground in this slaughterhouse-like ward.

"In this case, it shouldn't be let the freshman ingest, when Andrew tracked, the executive department estimated that the other party was a 'B' grade half-blood, but now it seems that the enemy is likely to reach the 'A' level, this mission should be handled by the executive department commissioner, it is too dangerous to let the freshman intervene!" Goliath whispered.

"No, that's it, as I said, the goal of this mission is suitable for public execution." Schneider said coldly, Goliath wanted to say something, but after catching a glimpse of the determination in the eyes of the head of the executive department, she finally chose to be silent.

"Minister, the victim in ward 303 on the fourth floor seems to be more awake." At this time, there is a commissioner in the headset who reports in the channel.

"Right away." Schneider pressed the headset and replied in a deep voice.

Ryder stood up from the corpse, Goliath sideways out of the way, Schneider stepped over the headless corpse and walked out the door, and suddenly asked before stepping out of the door with one foot, "Does anyone know where his hometown is?" ”

"Andrew?" Goliath paused for a moment and looked back at the corpse on the ground and replied softly: "I remember it was in Honduras, where there are mountains and rivers, coral reefs, whale sharks, and seahorses, and it is a place where spring flowers bloom. ”

Schneider nodded without saying a word and left the ward in silence.

Leaving Gloria and Andrew, Schneider walked through the corridor from the elevator to the fourth floor, the lights in many wards on the fourth floor were lit, and the patients who should have been asleep seemed to be woken up by the noise brought by the Chicago Police Department before, and they all looked at the end of the corridor with their heads probed, Schneider who came down from the elevator did not attract attention, and occasionally someone glanced at him and thought that he was an ordinary patient dragging an oxygen cylinder trolley.

Schneider made his way through the crowd to the end of the corridor, where several men in black trench coats stood guard at the door of a ward, and after seeing him, they all bowed their heads and moved out of the way, and the patients in the corridor who had been paying attention to this side also watched in amazement Schneider, who was more like a seriously ill patient than an agent, jumped over the cold black super.

"Is the person in there?" Schneider stood in front of the door and asked coldly.

"Yes, she's regained some composure." The commissioner guarding the door nodded.

Schneider pushed open the door of the ward, he looked up at the hospital bed inside, and the moment he saw the girl sitting on the bed, the iron-blooded head of the executive department was obviously stunned for a moment.

Because at this moment, Schneider probably understood why the prisoner was so persistent, not hesitating to take risks and stay alive just waiting for the next visit, and the beautiful face reflected in the iron-gray eyes was enough to brighten the darkness of the entire hospital night.

That's right, with this girl, the Bloodface Killer will definitely come back.

But at that time, the Executive Department will inevitably let him pay with his life for the provocation of the authority of the secret party and the desecration of the dead.