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- "I can't do it anymore." God climbed up the last step and collapsed on the ground from exhaustion, not wanting to move a finger.
Yang Zongbao was also tired. He knelt on the ground with one hand on the ground. He took out one trembling hand and took out the chocolate from his arms. Without peeling it, he stuffed it directly into his mouth and chewed it, even though there was a layer of wrapping paper between them. But there is still a hint of sweetness seeping into the mouth. Even though it was only a little bit, Yang Zongbao felt that he had finally regained some of his vitality.
"Let's go." Yang Zongbao's legs could no longer stand, but he still managed to hold himself up. Time was very tight now.
"Let me take a break." God has not yet recovered and is unwilling to move.
"If you want them to die in there, just rest." After Yang Zongbao finished speaking, he stumbled towards the truck that the Japanese ghost drove over, opened the door and got in.
"Wait for me." Shenya then climbed up and sat in the passenger seat.
"Don't rest, do something." Yang Zongbao handed the camera that the Japanese ghost handed to God before leaving: "Before you arrive in the city, make a copy of the things inside. I will use it."
"But my sister" Shen hesitated.
"Make a copy first, it won't affect your search for your sister." Yang Zongbao was tense all over, because time was very tight, and even he, who had always been calm, felt the tip of his heart trembling.
"Okay." God took it.
Yang Zongbao was driving, God was doing something, and the two of them were speechless all the way.
After finally entering the city, Yang Zongbao stopped the car: "Get out of the car."
"What?" God didn't understand.
"Get out of the car." Yang Zongbao explained his approach with practical actions - he opened the door and jumped out.
God was helpless. Although he was very angry at Yang Zongbao's actions, he still jumped out of the car.
"Something?" Yang Zongbao hurriedly stretched out his hand to God.
"Here you go." Shen handed the plate to Yang Zongbao as if he was angry.
"boarding¡¡"
"Well¡¡"
In just a moment, Yang Zongbao hailed a car, opened the door and let God get in.
After changing cars three times in total, Yang Zongbao and Shen returned to their residence.
Immediately taking a shower and washing himself, Yang Zongbao put the CD in his pocket and said to God: "You just need to find information. Just disclose the video to the public a little bit. Don't let others find your IP address. I'll get back to you when I get there." "Yang Zongbao explained a few words and went out.
God was infected by Yang Zongbao¡¯s attitude, so he took a shower to wash away his fatigue and started making videos.
The place Yang Zongbao went to was none other than Donglin Hospital.
When Yang Zongbao rushed to Donglin Hospital, he found that there were police officers inside and outside. He didn¡¯t know what happened. Could it be that the Dongchuang Incident happened? But without the slightest hesitation, Yang Zongbao walked into Donglin and quickly rushed to the breast department.
"John"
Yang Zongbao was stopped by the head nurse as soon as he entered the breast department.
"What's the matter? What happened?" Yang Zongbao pretended to be confused.
"Dr. Semba died in bed No. 41. The patient in that bed is missing. Hogarth is missing. Where do you think a woman with high paraplegia can go?" The head nurse never associated Hogarth with the murderer. No one could imagine that a woman with muscle atrophy who had been lying in bed for two years would do something to hurt others. Therefore, among the internal staff of the Nurse Doctor Hospital, an explanation spread: Dr. Semba made rounds in the middle of the night, encountered a villain, and was stabbed to death. The 41-bed patient may have been killed and then dumped in some place in the hospital.
"oh."
Yang Zongbao frowned. I thought the matter was about to be resolved, but that Hojias couldn't keep her temper and attacked Samba. Although he knew that Huo Jiasi was definitely not in the room, Yang Zongbao still decided to go and take a look.
Bed 41 has been cordoned off, and two policemen are guarding the door.
Yang Zongbao was stopped as soon as he arrived at the door.
"I used to be a nurse for patients in this ward. I'm going to see if anything is missing." Yang Zongbao said sincerely.
"Okay, I hope you can help with the investigation." A policeman accepted the request and let Yang Zongbao in, but followed him.
As soon as Yang Zongbao entered the room, he smelled a strong smell of blood. But after being devastated by the smell last night, Yang Zongbao has become immune to this level of smell in the ward.
Samba¡¯s head was stuck on the edge of the door. His temples on both sides had been broken by the door, and he was bleeding from all his orifices. Yang Zongbao reconstructed the scene in his mind. It should have been caused by pushing the person against the door frame, then opening and closing the door hard, and squeezing Samba's head. But this is not a fatal injury. The fatal part isSamba's lower body was cut and he bled to death. My mouth was covered with tape, so I couldn't ask for help
"Have you taken a shower?"
The policeman behind Yang Zongbao suddenly asked.
Yang Zongbao¡¯s whole body tensed up, but he immediately replied: ¡°Well, we are always very busy at work and smell bad, so we have to take a shower before getting off work every day.¡±
¡°Oh, look at the room and see if there¡¯s anything missing?¡± the policeman then asked.
"Let me take a look. Nothing is missing, but the person is missing." Yang Zongbao said innocently.
"Okay, please get out now and thank you for cooperating with the investigation." The policeman pushed Yang Zongbao outside.
"Okay." Yang Zongbao achieved his goal and found nothing.
As he walked out, he wondered where Hogarth had gone. I just told her yesterday that I was going to visit the underground hospital at night, and she killed Samba that night. As expected, she was very impatient. She made an appointment with herself to meet at the hospital in the morning, but she disappeared. But what is certain is that the Hojias person must still be in the hospital, but where they are is a question. There is still a man who was beaten to death in the underground hospital who has not been dealt with. He must have been discovered by now, so things are in trouble.
After Yang Zongbao left the ward where bed 41 was located, he always felt that the policeman's eyes were always on him, so he walked calmly and naturally. Finally, when I reached the corner, I felt a little relaxed.
Where is it? Yang Zongbao suddenly felt something, so he started moving again. When he reached the end of the corridor, Yang Zongbao opened a small door and leaned his upper body in, as if he was looking for something.
As soon as Yang Zongbao put his head in, he felt a pinprick-like pain in his neck.
"It's me, you're too anxious." Yang Zongbao said softly.
"Is it you?" The other party's tone relaxed.
"Here's something, hurry up." Yang Zongbao handed over the CD in his pocket.
When my hands were empty, the CD had been taken away.
"If I were you, I would get in there. Do you think you are safe? Do you believe someone is staring at my butt?" Yang Zongbao said, pointing to a clothes bucket.
A dark figure got in without any hesitation. Yang Zongbao stuffed some clothes in easily. Among them were Yang Zongbao¡¯s wet laundry clothes that he hadn¡¯t washed in a long time.
¡°It stinks.¡± The other party complained softly.
"Really? I think it's okay." Yang Zongbao told the truth. After grabbing a few more mops, Yang Zongbao closed the utility room door.
"Where is that?"
Someone behind Yang Zongbao suddenly asked.
"Ah?" Yang Zongbao seemed to be frightened and turned around: "Za, utility room."
"Really?" The policeman just put Yang Zongbao aside and put his head in to take a look: "Where is it? So dark? What smells so bad?"
"My changing room." Yang Zongbao was a little embarrassed. I don't like changing clothes with others.
"Are you gay?" the policeman suddenly asked.
"Huh?" Yang Zongbao was really frightened now.
"He is." The head nurse suddenly came to the rescue.
"Really? Then you go." Yang Zongbao pushed the clothes bucket and left.
"etc¡¡"
As expected, Yang Zongbao knew that the matter was not that easy to solve when he was stopped.
The policeman slowly came to Yang Zongbao¡¯s eyes and stared at Yang Zongbao¡¯s eyes for a while. Yang Zongbao was afraid to dodge, but his performance was flawless.
"Let me take a look." The policeman opened Yang Zongbao's clothes bucket.
Even Yang Zongbao was a little nervous at this time and was secretly on guard. If that didn't work, he would have to rush outside and be caught by the police outside. That way he could still identify himself and be safer. Because the police here don't know yet if there is a problem.
¡°What is this?¡± The policeman suddenly touched a milky white viscous liquid and asked Yang Zongbao in disgust.
Yang Zongbao felt that he had been wronged, and it really had nothing to do with him.
Yang Zongbao¡¯s silence showed something in the eyes of the police.
"Gay is dirty, go away." He wiped his hands clean on the other clothes in the clothes bin in disgust.
"Yes, I'm sorry." Yang Zongbao pushed the clothes bucket and left.
He pushed the clothes bucket directly into the elevator and went down to the underground laundry room. When he saw no one, Yang Zongbao said to the person in the clothes bucket: "Come out."
Hogarth emerged from the clothes bin.
"The FBI will be in place within an hour."?Yang Zongbao demanded.
"I'm afraid this will be difficult." Hojias began to bargain.
Yang Zongbao has thought of this a long time ago: "Do you think I will leave nothing behind and give it all to you? One hour, otherwise I will destroy other evidence."
"You are really going too far." Huo Jiasi took a deep look at Yang Zongbao and said, "One hour."
"I will wait for you in the hospital."
After Yang Zongbao finished speaking, he closed the laundry door and returned the same way. He didn't care how Hojia Si got out, because if Hojia Si didn't know how to get out of the hospital, she wouldn't have the strength to kill Samba.
There is no doubt why Huo Jiasi suddenly stood up and walked. In Yang Zongbao's eyes, this was a matter of course. If you do not cherish the conditions created by others, then you are not worthy of your responsibility and are not worthy of cooperation.
"Where have you been?" The head nurse wanted to know Yang Zongbao's whereabouts.
"Send the clothes to be washed." Yang Zongbao felt that the head nurse's question was unnecessary.
"I don't know what you are doing, but don't make it too obvious now." The head nurse left a confusing sentence and went out.
Yang Zongbao smiled and started his daily work. Although he knew that what he did last night might have been exposed, the work was done and the news was passed on, but Rigui was still in danger, which was why Yang Zongbao did not leave the hospital.
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Ramo Willis has been restless recently. In front of him is a piece of information about the caregiver John. The more Ramo looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.
"What's wrong?" The red-haired woman walked into the study carrying a cup of coffee.
"Do you think this person looks familiar?" Ramo pushed the information to the red-haired woman.
"Some, but don't all Asians look the same?" the red-haired woman took a look and said.
"Well, the same talent, the same superb skills" Ramo counted carefully. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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