Just arrived at a dimly lit street corner, the figure of the policeman stopped abruptly. Not far from the other side of the corner, the lights were on in front of the door of a building, and two devil guards gathered together in the gate, lighting cigarettes for each other.

Hu Yi's gaze couldn't help but rise along the building, and vaguely saw two similar flags hanging on the building, one was a plaster flag, and the other was a red cross mark, which was a Japanese military hospital.

After watching silently for a while, he finally turned on the safety of the gun, gave up the idea of firing, and gave up the idea of waiting for death. The idea of living until dawn under the dark light should be a reality.

So he gathered the last of his remaining strength, crossed the street, took advantage of the darkness, and quietly approached the area.

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A mobile bed was pushed out of the operating room by a female nurse wearing a mask and carried through the corridor to the ward, while saying in stiff Chinese to a person dressed as a detective team next to her, "Bullet, take out." Wounds, immovable, and dangerous. Remember?"

"Understood, understood. The attendant responded, took the hospital bed from the nurse's hand and pushed it into the ward, and couldn't help muttering to the person who was unconscious on the hospital bed: "You traitor is really big enough, he has fucking suffered me, how many days will I have to serve you?

The nurse returned to the hallway and motioned for the other personnel to take a wounded ghost gendarme into the operating room, and then walked into the waiting area to check the injuries of the wounded, distinguish between the severity and the order of treatment. Some of the wounded were gendarmes, some were policemen, some were detectives, and there were two main types of injuries, one was gunshot wounds and the other was burns.

Identify a few that need surgery, arrange the order of surgery for them, and then separate the minor injuries and burns, and send them to the clinic for disinfection and bandaging, which is a mess. The corridors were filled with the groans of the wounded and the hurried footsteps of medical personnel.

The fire in the police force is still burning, and the gendarmerie and police detective team are still fortifying the streets to catch the fish that slipped through the net, and the dozen or so wounded in the hospital are all thanks to him. The two injured policemen, who had just been treated with gauze bandages on their wounds, sat on benches in the hallway, rested in the not-so-bright light, muttering curses to the madman who had caused the disaster, and then began to speculate with each other about when they would be caught, whether it would be a corpse or a living mouth.

The nurse wearing the mask hurried out of the consultation room, along the corridor to refill the medicine, and she also heard the communication of the wounded, but she didn't care about this, she just felt tired and sleepy, looking forward to the early dawn, looking forward to the shift to rest, this night was too tired.

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Behind the hospital, a window in the darkness was hidden, and if you carefully distinguish it through the faint light, you can see a faint handprint on the windowsill, a blood-colored handprint.

Entering this window, there is a dark utility room, and there are blood stains on the doorknob, but it is impossible to see because of the darkness. Behind this door is a corridor, and a white steamed bun-shaped lampshade is hung at a long distance on the ceiling of the corridor, illuminating the winding corridor, but it is not too bright.

There was a drop of blood on the ground in front of the door, and another drop a few paces away, stretching down the hallway. After two corners, the last drop of blood remained in the doorway of a room.

In the room, the light is very poor, and you can only see the environment clearly if you get used to it.

The figure was no longer upright, one of his hands was holding the medicine rack beside him, hunched back, head hanging, panting in pain and depression.

I tried to find gauze to stop the bleeding, but unfortunately there were only rows of medicine bottles here, and I couldn't do it anymore and didn't want to move anymore.

Suddenly, I missed the bright hillside of Qingshan Village and didn't want to lie in the dark.

I was a little distracted, and suddenly I noticed that the ground under my feet lit up, and the door behind me opened, and the light in the hallway leaked in through the door frame and spread under my feet, and the shadow on the ground showed that a person was standing in the doorway and staring at his back.

When I rummaged through the hemostatic gauze, the gun was already in the set, and I was in a trance so intermittently that I didn't even hear the footsteps in the hallway. Holding his position, his hand on the shelf slowly tightened his grip on a pair of tweezers, trying to gather the last of his strength, ready to turn back and deliver the fatal blow.

"You can't, get here! A woman's voice sounded behind her, her tone was a little stiff, and her tone was very dissatisfied.

With a snap, the light suddenly lit up in the room, making Hu Yi, who was hanging his head, squint.

"Come out and follow me to the doctor's office. ”

Trying to straighten up, he slowly turned around and saw a nurse wearing a mask standing at the door, looking over with a frown, looking at the bleeding spots on his body, and not paying attention to his murderous eyes at all.

When her eyes were on the heaviest wound in her abdomen, her expression seemed to be surprised, and she immediately walked into the door and grabbed Hu Yi's arm: "It seems that you have to go to the operating room." ”

I don't know why, Hu Yi was taken out by her like this, probably because he was a little in a trance, or because the prey took the initiative to throw himself into his arms and was at a loss.

He was carried through a corridor and around a corner, Hu Yi suddenly stopped, instinctively wanting to touch the holster behind him.

Because in the corridor in front of them, there were devil gendarmes, detective squads, and policemen, some sitting on benches and chatting, some leaning on the waiting area and waiting, and some lying on hospital beds or stretchers moaning.

The nurse thought that Hu Yi couldn't walk, so she immediately shouted in Japanese, and then two nurses hurriedly ran out of a certain room to help, and someone pushed a hospital bed with wheels out.

Hu Yi was at a loss, he had experienced this kind of confusion for the first time in his life, these enemies should have been injured in their own hands, but they just glanced here and stopped looking, just another unlucky injured policeman.

This feeling is very strange, Hu Yi's first thought is not relaxed or nervous, but regrets that there are no grenades on his body, what would it be like to throw them in front of them? Two is enough, right?

Before he could clear his thoughts, he was already lying in a hospital bed, being pushed by the nurse through the corridor, past the police, past the gendarme, and next to several other beds where the wounded were lying.

"What's your name?" the nurse asked as she went to fetch the instruments, ready to bandage the bleeding wounds on Hu Yi's arms and shoulders.

"A high knife. Hu Yi replied, while holding the tweezers tightly in the palm of his hand and concealing it.

"You have to wait, there is surgery ahead, I will help you deal with the wound first. ”

Hu Yi tilted his head and looked at the few wounded people in front of him, all of whom were devil gendarmes, and the police and detectives naturally had to wait.

Then, while waiting, Hu Yi finally gradually closed his eyes, and lay quietly among the enemies who had been shot and wounded by his own hands, unconscious. Under the light, his eyebrows were still slightly frowned, and his resolute face turned pale with exhaustion.

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When the day came, the whole city of Meixian County was under martial law, the city gate could only enter and exit, the streets were full of military police detectives and police, all key intersections were set up with checkpoints, and the urban part launched a carpet dragnet search, targeting people who had just been wounded by gunshot wounds.

A few detectives and a few policemen rummaged through the room, threw the certificate of good citizenship on the table, and hurried out to search the next room.

Su Qing closed the door, went to the table and picked up the certificate of good citizenship and put it away closely, and then unconsciously showed a very bitter smile.

He's alive, he's still alive, how could he do it. It's been a whole morning, and it is estimated that the whole city has been searched, and the gendarmes at the corner of the street are still there, and the search continues, and perhaps the enemy hates this despicable deserter more than himself. Suddenly I felt that I was a useless person, and I could do nothing but wait in agony.

She hadn't closed her eyes since last night, she hadn't eaten a grain of rice, and her face was so haggard that her face was gray, which made her completely change from a fairly beautiful woman to an ordinary woman, so that the detectives and the police who had just come in to search her were not interested in looking at her more.

Then she came back to the window, leaned quietly against the window and continued to look at the people with guns on the street, but she prayed in her heart: they won't find you, they won't find you.

In the afternoon, Li Youcai came in a low-key manner.

"Oh, what is the name of the saying? If you don't see you for a day, it's like every other three autumns, right? I said Sister Su, how can I look at you like 'Ten Autumns'?"

Su Qing didn't pay attention to Li Youcai's yin and yang weirdness at all, and seeing that Li Youcai was wrapped in bandages in several places, her face couldn't help but become colder, and she suddenly asked, "You participated in last night's battle?"

Li Youcai looked at his injuries, and was really embarrassed to say that he was bitten by a dog, but then looked at Su Qing's cold face, and he didn't dare to boast that he had participated in the battle, so he had to answer helplessly: "You really look up to me, I'm tired of following those fools to him? Am I as capable as you think? This is a fall in the ditch." ”

Su Qing realized that he was too emotional, and sighed: "How's the situation?"

Li Youcai rolled up his sleeves and walked to the table and sat down, poured himself a glass of water, suddenly felt panicked under his feet, looked down a few times, and actually covered the ground with glass ballast, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, wouldn't it be troublesome to put it on the ground like this if he didn't clean it up? Later, he simply refused to save him, and instead assisted the gendarmes in arresting him, and lay down several more. I don't know the casualties of the gendarmes, I only know that Feng Zhong was shot and sent to the hospital, and I don't know if he was alive or dead. ”

After taking two sips of water from the cup, Li Youcai said again: "You really have a vision, this Chief Hu doesn't know what kind of reincarnation it is, he is ruthless! How can he be like this? If you really enter the gendarmerie, you can come out again, is this still a human being? Thinking about it, I am panicking, what a deadly evil ghost! It is so inhuman! How can this make the imperial army embarrassed?"

was unconsciously speaking, and suddenly felt that Su Qing's expression began to turn cold again, Li Youcai quickly stopped sighing, and said instead: "Ahem, hmm...... The gendarmerie transferred someone from the detective team to the hospital, and it was impossible for the imperial army to do this job to serve Feng Zhong. So...... I guess Feng Zhong may not die, your assassination attempt failed. ”

Unexpectedly, Su Qing didn't seem to care about this result at all, and asked calmly, "How is the matter of investigating the 21st?"

The reason was thoughtful: "Uh...... I've found someone who knows her well, but it's not in the city, and I'm getting ready to pay a proper visit. ”

"There's no need to rush into the investigation just yet. From now on, I want you to collect a qiē message about Hu Yi in the city. Of course, I'm not qualified to order you, I just want you to help with this, okay?" Su Qing looked at Li Youcai very seriously, waiting for an answer.

Li Youcai looked at Su Qing and was very curious, he and her ...... What kind of mess is it? How can the more you look at it, the weirder it feels?

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