Summary: Cologne has a younger sister and her husband is a doctor. James was discharged from the hospital, and Cousson was still in the hospital. Lip and the Black Cat appear in a dying guy's dream about the battlefield. End of the synopsis.

People can't live on their own, so they can only rely on machines, because everyone else is busy living their own lives, and they can take care of you? Oh, wrong, you can also rely on shadow people. The two or three days of life that is extended is also life. If you meet a filmmaker like Vander, maybe he will kindly give you a chance to say a final goodbye to this world.

But don't count on this kind of if. Not everyone has Chapman's luck.

For example, in the intensive care cell, the person Cologne is looking at right now, a person who should be in the hospice instead of using his privilege to occupy medical resources here.

"Ike, so don't say you're half a federation and you're here to die in front of me. The chief of the North District Police Station had a sad smile on his face, as if he had wasted a lot of effort to make such a joke.

The man who was surrounded by medical equipment raised his dry hand with a needle inserted into it, opened the oxygen mask on his face, and the corner of his dry mouth was also a smile, "Hehe......"

Cologne pressed back the oxygen mask and looked back at his brother-in-law, to see if the person named Ike on the bed could do so.

"He can breathe on his own. This is the answer, in a very objective tone, "but not too long, his lungs can't withstand ......"

Cologne waved his hand, a little impatient, it had nothing to do with cold objectivity, we know, Cologne didn't like this doctor brother-in-law very much, "You can go out." ”

"Don't, don't embarrass this, doctor......" The dry voice that seemed to be cut off at any time was just a few words, and the oxygen mask that had just been removed was moved back again. The white gas on the transparent cover shrouded, dissipated, shrouded, dissipated, as if after breathing hard a few times, the oxygen mask was removed again, "Hehe, he probably." It's just, I think, unlucky......"

Repeat the above action, again, "He looks, a, promising, guy ......"

Repeat, seemingly without those few hard breaths. This Ike couldn't finish what he was going to say, "Take over, a hopeless patient like me......"

This time, it was Cologne who pressed the oxygen mask back, "Don't say that. ”

Ike responded with the intermittent white mist on the oxygen mask, which was laughing.

Cologne confirmed that the other party's hand was put back in peace, and that he would not move the oxygen mask again. Took out a document, "You let the person who found it." I found it. There was a strange look on his face, the cover printed with the citizen's file was opened, a black-and-white photograph was just revealed, and the door to the heavy cell was pushed open.

"Director!" Colson leaned against the door with a cane, supported by a nurse. A police officer stood behind Corson with a helpless face, conveying to the chief that he had to come in.

Cologne frowned. Looking at Corson, "Why are you here?" ”

"Oh!" Corson glanced at the indifferent little nurse beside him, "They told me to walk more to help me recover." Well, I think there's a brother here. Just come and take a look, I heard that it's the director, you're here......" The tone was a little unnatural, okay, it's sour, it's probably unhappy that the director came to the hospital, but he didn't come to see him as a hero, but immediately glanced at the person on the hospital bed, and put away this boring thought, "So come and say hello." ”

Cologne tugged at the corners of his mouth and was silent for a moment, "I'm visiting my comrade, Colonel Ike Jay. Detective Cousson ...... "This is the introduction, although this is the occasion, but the identities of both parties are worthy of being said, Cologne put his eyes back on Ike, "An old detective from the homicide team in my bureau is very reliable, and he has recently made a meritorious service, tsk, and he was also a little injured." ”

"It's seniority, but it's not old!" Cowson actually walked in with a grin! Think about it, Colonel! It's still a heavy cell that no one usually enters! If this kind of opportunity is missed, there will be no more, "I ...... it."

"Get out. Cologne turned his head and stared at Cowson, who was all on crutches.

"Yes, Director!" Cousson sleaned in a circle with his cane, pulling the nurse who was still indifferent, "Then I'm out!"

Ike's hand spread out on the side of the bed barely raised two fingers and moved, it could be regarded as a military salute with respect.

Corson replied with satisfaction, and when he withdrew his gaze, he passed his director, and paused for a moment on the spread out paper, and his satisfied expression turned into doubt. Of course, he didn't have a chance to express his doubts, and the police officer guarding the door, at the direction of the chief, took the place of the petite nurse and carried him out.

Once again, it was only Cologne and his colonel's friend.

"See, this is the person I have now, huh. Cologne shook his head, a light-hearted remark.

He was greeted by a white mist that spread intermittently on the oxygen mask, and Ike was saying, 'Hehe, I understand. ’

Cologne also smiled, continued to shake his head, his eyes were on the document spread out in his hand, he didn't seem to plan to get to the point right away, "It's not bad, do you know that son of Lance, James Lance, Cousson is the partner I assigned to him, the two of them can make trouble at the same time, and they can also make some contributions to the bureau at the same time, hum." ”

The oxygen mask was removed, after all, when it came to General Reims, the colonel and the director had to look up to the person, "General, son, yes, your men......" is a joke, but the weak sentence is difficult to accept.

"yes. Cologne's gaze was still on the papers, and he didn't see what he should be thinking about right now, "Things, sometimes, really make people feel ......" paused for a breath, and the expression on his face began to change strangely, "Interesting." Cologne flipped over the document in his hand and looked at Ike, who was exhaling white air on the oxygen mask, "Is this the person?"

Ike's wrinkled eyelids narrowed, he couldn't read the words on the document clearly, he could only stare at the black and white photo, carefully identify it for a long time, and nodded.

After receiving the confirmation, Cologne also nodded, his expression became more peculiar, and turned back to the document, "He called ......" Cologne is going to read the contents of this file, listen, the reason for Cologne's strange expression is here-" Zachary Grande. ”

"Born in xx, Barton, here. He was taken away from his biological father by his mother when he was a child, and lived on business, and returned to Barton ten years ago to find his father. Now he has inherited the funeral home of his deceased father......"

The oxygen mask was removed, "No, no...... In this way, it doesn't matter ......"

"I'm not done yet. Cologne pressed back on the other's oxygen mask, "He also has a younger brother named Benjamin Grande, who joined the army. Benjamin, not Zachary. Cologne flipped the page and turned the file to Ike again, the photo was in color, "Except for one who was in business and the other who joined the army, they had the same other experiences, and now they run the Grande funeral home together." ”

Ike frowned and removed the oxygen mask again, "No. No, this person, it's the last ......"

I was pressed back.

Cologne turned back to the file and laughed for some reason, "I'm not done yet." They weren't the only sons left out of this Grande. Cologne turned the page again, and in this document of his, there were three people's information. This is the last one, and we know whose it is. "Drake, but this man, he didn't come back, well, he did, and I found out his entry and exit records for Barton. Not so long ago. But he lived in the middle of the Union and was not a Patton. And this Drake is a doctor. ”

Cologne turned the file to Ike again.

Ike looked at the color photo, shook his head a little reluctantly, and removed the oxygen mask. "Not him, I said, the first. "Cologne didn't need to come this time, Ike moved back the oxygen mask himself, probably impatient.

"Zachary Grande. Cologne turned back to the file and flipped it back, "Are you sure?"

Nod.

Cologne nodded his head and shook his head, "Ike, you're looking for a military doctor." You know that joining the army and being a doctor are two necessary conditions, you say it's not Benjamin, it's not Drake, it's this Zachary, why? Ike, I really don't know what you're thinking, you suddenly contacted me, gave me a portrait, asked me to find someone like this in Barton, said he could save you, why......?

The dry hand grabbed Cologne's wrist, and the oxygen mask was pulled away again, "I, my friend, you, you've done what I, requested, and done." You, you shouldn't be too much, look up other things. Believe me, this, this person, can save, I, no, what Ben, this name, De Aite. ”

Not only did he not even remember Benjamin and Drake's names correctly, but he actually finished so many words at once.

"Ike!" Cologne stared at the other party and moved back to the oxygen mask, "How can I trust you! I haven't heard anything about you for so many years, and suddenly you look like this!"

It doesn't seem to be about finding someone or something, and such questions must be answered. The oxygen mask was removed, "West, the situation, not you, understandable, even if I contact you, what can I do." "Move back.

"What does this have to do with the West!" Cologne seemed a little angry, "I care about you! My comrades! We have fought together on the battlefield! We trust each other, trust in our lives, ......

Do you think that interrupting someone needs a higher volume and momentum than the other party, no, just turn on the oxygen mask as if you were going to die.

"You first, left. ”

Battlefield?

Cologne was even more excited, this touched his bottom line, "Because I'm injured! My back still hurts when it rains!" No one cares about Cologne's back, but fortunately he didn't continue to say this, "Do you think I want to keep you on the battlefield and continue to fight, but I can only go back to the Federation to be assigned a job as a little policeman in Patton! Do you know that when I heard that our regiment was attacked, and you, my comrades-in-arms, and even the adjutant general were not known for life or death, I ......"

Interrupted again. But this time, the removed oxygen mask wasted a moment of oxygen and was actively moved back.

Cologne frowned and stared at Ike, "What are you going to say?!"

Under his wrinkled eyelids, Ike's eyes looked at Cologne, and he was thinking. In the constant rhythm of medical devices but the overlapping noise, it is difficult to judge the time.

But in the end, Ike still removed the oxygen mask, "Do you know, who rescued, our lieutenant?"

Cologne probably didn't expect to be asked such a question, and in his excitement, he actually laughed, "I don't know, but I know it won't be this Zachary ...... anyway."

"It's him. ”

A side head that was almost speechless to the extreme, "Impossible!"

"It's him, I, take him to the adjutant general. Ike's wrinkled eyelids twitched, "I, with him, crossed, the enemy's position, only, the two of us, all the way to everyone, were dying, the camp." His whole body was shaking, "That's, it's me, for the rest of my life, I can never forget, that place." I, always, dreamed of that place, I always thought that if, I was going to die, I would die there, at any time, it was possible, there would be a bullet, shot at me, shot at that doctor, not like this, lying in a hospital bed ......" (I, 17)

After all, Ike couldn't support so much, and moved back the oxygen mask, and the white air spread all over the mask, reflecting Cologne's gloomy face.

The oxygen mask was removed again, and continued, "I, have given up, like this, lying on the hospital bed, can only be, in dreams, imagining, I can, like a warrior, at that time, die on the battlefield." ”

After a short replenishment of breath, he continued, "Until one day, I, in a dream, remembered every detail, every feeling, every thing I forgot for some reason. Like, I went through it all over again, that, the doctor, Zachary, every word he said to me, every word he did. He can save me, even if I'm now, like this, I can't say, more, believe me, he can. ”

"Ike, I'm ......" Cologne had heard so much, but had he really heard something that would have convinced him? No, but he couldn't continue to express any opinions, Ike rang the call bell.

"Bring him. Ike finally removed the oxygen mask and said this, turning his head sideways.

Cologne could only shake his head and close the papers, what else could he do but promise?" "It won't take too long, you, take care." ”

Ike on the bed only moved his fingers, he really didn't have the strength to react more.

"Tsk. "Cologne had just come out and found Curson still standing by the door, surrounded by an indifferent nurse and an embarrassed police officer who gave him an awkward look of 'he's going to have to wait here'.

"Director, that, hehe, it's Grande's file. Corson grinned.

Cologne looked at his subordinate, and didn't know whether to praise this guy's 'eyesight' - not the eye to see documents, whether it was going to happen, whether Cousson was an old fritter, or whether to accuse him of utilitarianism based on merit, "Where is James." ”

"Staying at a friend's place, in the South End, Wes, I have the contact details!" look, 'Eyesight'.

"Give it to me. ”

"It's ready. Curson handed over a note, "That I ......"

Cologne, the chief of the North District Police Department, has left without looking back. (To be continued.) )