"You go up and sort out clues with them first."

Ethan took out his cigarette case and turned the lighter: "I'll call and take care of something." ”

“OK。”

Erin threw a stack of autopsy reports and ran up the stairs quickly, she just wanted to catch the murderer now, and as for what the other party wanted to do, she didn't bother to care so much.

Picking up his cigarette, Ethan walked over to the Ford.

Eyes swept around.

The drooping wrist is firmly pressed against the hilt of the gun.

Crossing the street, braving a little snowflake, I soon came to the driver's seat.

"Buzz."

The window of the car was lowered, and a smell of blood suddenly poured out, which made him feel refreshed after not sleeping all night.

"Is she alright?"

Borden tugged at the corners of his mouth, squeezing out a smile.

"It's hard to say, but I've already had surgery." Ethan looked at the guy he hadn't seen in a long time, and a puff of smoke came out: "You don't look like you're okay. ”

The other party was wearing a black suit.

My hair, which should have been neatly combed, is now a little messy.

Inside the shirt, there was blood.

The lips are also a little pale.

"Hmm." Boden grabbed the steering wheel hard, and said with a grim look in his eyes: "I dealt with a few miscellaneous pieces and was shot, but I couldn't die." ”

The smell of blood is also mixed with the smell of gunsmoke.

This guy.

There should have been a fierce battle.

"Alright."

Ethan sighed and waved, "Climb to the co-pilot, I'll drive you to the hospital." ”

"You can't mess with the police." With a slight movement of his eyes, Boden looked at Ethan: "I was injured by a gunshot wound, I can't explain it clearly, and things are very troublesome now, I'm not sure if anyone else is chasing after me." ”

"They have a lot of energy."

"I'm a police officer, I don't need you to explain." Waving his hand angrily, Ethan rolled his eyes and said:

"My energy is not small, get out of here."

After the other party struggled to climb to the co-pilot, Ethan opened the car door.

Start the car and head straight for the Chicago Hospital.

Similar to gunshot wounds and the like, generally Taoist people will go to a black clinic with a personal relationship to deal with it, and they dare not go to the hospital.

It's not that the hospital doesn't save it.

It's just that after being rescued, there may be a few policemen around him.

The tires were spinning rapidly, but the interior of the car was dull, and the smell of blood, gunpowder smoke and smoke mixed together was a bit of a rush to the nose, and Ethan pressed the window to let in the fresh air.

"Aren't you going to tell me something?"

He held the steering wheel firmly with one hand and glanced to the side.

There are no words.

Borden just covered his shoulders and looked quietly ahead.

This person's character has always been like this, he can't make a fart for half a day, he just silently does all kinds of things well.

To say, Ethan is still very envious of the dead Procott.

To have such loyal men.

"Don't speak?"

He popped the cigarette butt out of the car window and sneered, "Don't forget that you are asking me for help, don't believe that I threw you into the Chicago River, and I have to drill a dozen holes in you beforehand." ”

"You think I can't handle you?"

Boden's eyes narrowed, wiping the sweat from his forehead: "I was betrayed, and the other party's energy is very great." ”

"We escaped from Indiana."

"Five gunmen were eliminated last night, but our men are almost dead."

He exhaled slowly, and continued, "It should be safe for now, and as for other things, I'm not sure if Miss Bowman should tell you or not, or wait until she's sober." ”

Treachery.

Can send gunmen to chase all the way from Indiana to Chicago.

Of course, this energy is great.

Rebecca is not without people, and if she can be forced to do this, her enemies should be quite formidable.

He didn't want to say, and Ethan didn't ask anything more.

The car sped away and soon came to the Chicago Hospital.

As soon as he stopped, Borden struggled to pull his pistol, dagger, wire rope, and spare magazine, and so on, and threw them on the passenger floor.

Seeing this, Ethan couldn't cry or laugh.

This guy is smart enough to know that these things can't be brought into the hospital.

"Don't worry."

Facing Boden's hesitant gaze, Ethan shook his head and said, "I'll help you deal with it, you can recuperate first." ”

"It's not."

Borden took out another M1911 from his body and handed it to Ethan: "After the surgery, try to help me bring it in, I'm not sure if anyone will find me and Miss Bowman." ”

"Actually."

Taking the pistol and checking it, Ethan smiled slightly, his eyes were cold, and he said: "Why do you ask me for help like this, I am not friends with you, right?" ”

"I feel like killing you now is what I'm supposed to do."

The air inside the car suddenly became cold.

Boden's dead eyes were filled with a ripple.

The other party suddenly turned his face, causing his whole body to tense up, like a wounded trapped beast, ready to rise up at any time and solve any danger he might face.

Two seconds later, that murderous aura disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the muzzle of the black hole, Borden slowly lowered his head: "Miss Bowman kept calling your name until she was completely unconscious. ”

"To save or not to save, of course it's your choice."

"Mr. Morgan!"

The action tugged at the wound, causing his body to tremble slightly, but the guy continued to keep his head down.

Ethan's fingers, but they were pressed against the trigger.

Saving people is okay.

But there is a premise, and that is that you have to be obedient.

It's a little test.

And Boden's reaction made him very satisfied, and the other party's behavior was like an animal showing its belly in front of a more powerful existence than himself, showing that he was not in any danger.

"Hmph~"

Ethan grabbed the handle of the gun and poked Boden in the head nonchalantly, "It's just a joke, don't care, I like your loyalty." ”

"Trust me, that's a valuable quality."

"Let's go."

With his support, the two walked to the emergency area together.

Coincidentally, the person who received the patient was also Will, and Ethan didn't need to explain too much, so he had an excuse to change his mind, and told the other party that this was an undercover agent, and let him deal with it in a low-key manner.

Friend, it doesn't make sense.

Two friends were shot in the hospital in two consecutive days, which is a bit unreasonable.

An undercover sentence can turn things around.

After Borden was wheeled into the operating room, Ethan went to the intensive care to see Rebecca, who had not yet woken up, and then drove back to the police station.

"Boss~"

As soon as he walked into the Chase room, a dark shadow pounced.

"Haha."

After high-fiveing and walking through a set of procedures, Rusek smiled and handed over a small basket: "This is a gift for you, a Hawaiian floral shirt and a pair of sunglasses, which Wendy and I carefully selected." ”

"A few copies are exactly the same hand-picked, right?"

Atwater complained in the back.

"Of course not." Rusek hurriedly defended: "Of course the one given to Boss is different, the $99 sunglasses, I have paid a lot of money!" ”

"Oh~~~"

The crowd coaxed and expressed their dissatisfaction.

It's different from the people around you.

After a week in the sun, Rusek's complexion turned wheat and looked vibrant.

"Thank you, I love it."

Ethan took the gift basket with a smile and nodded with satisfaction: "You are recovering very well, and you are finally not as red as a monkey's ass!" ”

"Hahaha."

The sound of laughter suddenly resounded in the chase room. (End of chapter)