MTL - The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash-Chapter 110

"Mr. Jianggu!" Feng Jianyu also motioned for the stretcher to come forward. Although he knew that his boss was going to bring an injured person, he didn't say that the injured person was the protagonist who was currently scolding. He was stunned for a moment. With excellent professional quality, there is no abnormality.

The person was quickly carried into the operating room, and Feng Jianyu also said: "This is the test result of the previous piece of clothing. I contacted you yesterday. Although the scheduled time is next week, I brought it here by the way..."

Drop to zero:…

Matsuda Jinping felt that his friend's subordinate was a little dumb, and said: "Your boss is worried about the situation inside, and he has no time to care about the test results."

Kazami Yuya: "Eh? But..."

Isn't Mr. Fukutani always the first to work?

He remembered the scolding he had received, and for a while he couldn't look directly at the word of worry in the other's mouth.

Jiang Guling squeezed his eyebrows and reached out to him: "Give me the things first."

Feng Jianyu also hurriedly handed it over and whispered: "Mr. Jianggu knew the Matsuda Police Department?"

"Huh? Has my reputation spread to the police?"

"I usually work in the Metropolitan Police Department, and the Matsuda Police Department is... famous..." he said implicitly.

Drop to zero: "We are in the same period."

"This guy used to be my defeated general." Matsuda Jinping curled his lips, put his arms on his shoulders, and smiled with a shapeless face, "Oh, it turns out that our police officer Jianggu is usually so serious. Tsk tsk , The guy with two faces is really unbelievable."

"Winning is obviously me." An Shi revealed a smirk, "There is a third deputy, but it's not suitable to show in front of the police officer, and it's not very friendly to you."

Matsuda Zhenping raised his eyebrows, his arm secretly exerted force, and he broke his wrist with Jiang Guling. The eyes of the two met, and sparks flew.

"Ha, you're not afraid of being arrested by me, are you? The defeated generals have not made much progress in becoming an outlaw fanatic."

Feng Jianyu also watched as the bickering between the two of them gradually went in the direction of childishness and never returned, and finally turned into a situation where I am me, and immediately revealed Doudou's eyes.

So, it turns out that Mr. Furuya looks like this in front of his friends, obviously he has four faces!

Finally, before the verbal battle further evolved into a physical conflict, the door of the operating room opened, and the two who were originally tit-for-tat stopped at the same time to look over: "How is the situation?"

The doctor shed a drop of cold sweat under the gaze of the two: "All I can say is, prepare yourself mentally."

"The wound has been treated properly, and the blood type O has been used. But because it dragged on for too long, we can't make a conclusion about the specific result."

Having said this, he couldn't help but say: "And even in this situation, drinking alcohol, the inflammation of the wound and the shot were not taken out in time, the messy things were stuck in the ballistics, the blood did not flow, and the bandage was too tight to compress the wound, Drinking alcohol increases blood circulation, do you think you have lived too long?"

How should I put it, it is true that they think they have lived long, and they succeed in committing suicide any time later.

Jiang Gu Ling pursed his lower lip forcefully, "Is there not enough blood?"

The doctor euphemistically said: "Fortunately, the problem is not actually the blood volume. His wound has been mildly infected, and there is no inflammation for the time being. We injected him with antibacterial drugs, and the wound was treated. But there is still no guarantee that it will not continue. If it worsens, if it develops to a serious level, the situation is more dangerous..."

Seeing the heavy expressions of the two of them, he sighed and comforted: "But you don't have to worry too much, this gentleman's physical fitness is very good, and his willpower is also very strong. As long as he persists until tonight, it is generally not a problem."

It is indeed strong enough. When they dealt with it, they felt that it was a miracle that this person could persist until now, which shows that the desire to survive is strong.

But I don't know why, the two people on the opposite side looked a little strange after hearing his explanation, doctor?

What should have been a thrilling night passed very peacefully.

The doctor was deeply surprised. After repeated inspections, it was confirmed that there was no mistake. What he said before was to lean in the right direction as much as possible. The actual situation is not that simple at all. In such a dangerous situation, it was as safe as driving on a flat ground.

Surely the desire to survive is the best medicine?

Jiang Gu and 2 people didn't sleep much all night, and Feng Jianyu didn't sleep well either. This well-equipped medical facility was built underground, and the air circulation was not very good. But the victory lies in concealment, and it is safe to do anything.

But even so, living in this environment is not conducive to recovery. So after the situation is stable and does not require medical attention, the position can be transferred.

Feng Jianyu also followed his boss and his friends into the operating room with a decent environment. His eyes wandered over the white hair for many times, and finally confirmed that it was indeed the original hair color. He glanced slightly haggard. The two of them said, "Mr. Fukugu, you have worked hard all night. Just leave the next thing to me. You guys should rest here for a while before setting off. Fatigue driving is prone to accidents..."

Jiang Gu Ling looked at him suddenly: "Huh?"

Matsuda Jinping yawned and patted his friend's shoulder: "Did you not explain clearly to Kazama-kun, he seems to have misunderstood something."

Kazami Yu is also reflexive: "I'm Kazami, Matsuda Police Department."

Matsuda Jinhei said insincerely, "Sorry, I'm a little sleepy... Ha-ah-" Then he yawned again, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Qiu Ze was not arrested by me as a suspect. He doesn't need to go to the Metropolitan Police Department, and the Police Department does not need to."

Jiang Guling's face was not very bright, Feng Jian Yuya's tacit understanding with him was not as high as before, and it was true that the general reaction would be like this, he forgot to explain, he softened his tone and continued, "Remarks on the Internet It's all fake, and the previous positive reports aren't all true, but he...is indeed a very good policeman."

Feng Jianyu also understood: "Are you going to conceal his news? But the Metropolitan Police Department will issue a warrant for him today. This is... to cover up the prisoner."

A police officer and a police officer, including him, are two, and the three of them work together to protect the prisoners. This…

Jiang Gu Ling blinked his eyes with an innocent expression: "What are you talking about, didn't you stay at home last night, but didn't hear the alarm when the alarm went off, and hurried to work, in order to save time, I bought fast food at the convenience store Breakfast, but I was almost late." He looked down at the time and added, "If you don't go, you'll be late."

Kazami Yuya:…

Is that how you are a police officer?

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The subordinates who were forced to work overtime were forced to squeeze the morning rush hour.

The transfer location was finally selected at Amuro Toru's residence, and the people were settled. Matsuda Jinping rubbed his sleepy eyes and drove to work without stopping.

And Amuroto, who has no job, can make up for sleep at home.

He didn't rush to sleep, but took out the test report Feng Jianyu also gave him last night and looked at it.

Because there is only a little bit, and it is diluted by sweat, there are very few things that can be detected, and the specific components can almost be analyzed. They are all drugs that target the brain and play a role similar to certain hormones. Compared with normal vomiting It can also relax people's spirit, eliminate alertness, and be in a trance-like state similar to hypnosis, making them more susceptible to external disturbances and suggestions.

Basically, it is to further strengthen the effect of True Truth, it seems that there is nothing special.

Amuro habitually wrote down the contents, destroyed the carrier, and then got up and went back to Mr. A's bedroom. Inside was Qiu Zeyao, who was lying on the bed. A bottle of glucose was hung from his wrist, and antibacterial drugs were added. Needle through hand prick.

Although this is the first time to do this, thanks to his good learning ability, he has mastered the skills after trying it a few times on himself, and the final result is not bad.

He glanced at the pinhole on the back of his hand, and after confirming that there was no more bleeding, he stopped paying attention, pulled the chair and sat down, thus falling into a light sleep.

The snow fell on and off all night, and now it has finally stopped.

Mr. A arrived at the destination airport in the early morning. After paying a huge fare, he quickly got off the bus with the driver's smiling goodbye. He bought the fastest ticket and set off before dawn.

He looked at the dark blue sky outside the porthole, calmed down and reconsidered the unusual scene before, he was having a headache at that time.

In any case, I can't imagine a scene of kissing someone else without warning. It's still in the first person. Although the senses are vague, it is indeed there.

The only answer seems to be Qiu Zeyao. Could it be true... No, no, Toru Amuro would not do such a thing. Mr. A patted his face and thought of a more reliable guess.

It should be the dream of Qiu Zeyao who passed out, which can also explain why it feels as unreal as a veil.

Because I just experienced it last night, it is not surprising to have such a dream.

This should be the truth.

Mr. A had a big thing on his mind. He narrowed his eyes and slept for a while. After getting off the plane, he went to a stronghold organized in this area, gathered his equipment, and slept in a hotel for the whole day. Go to the villa where the target lives now.

He was holding the gun, and the cold, hard and reliable hand didn't make him feel at ease. It always felt... strange...

This villa gave him a strange feeling, but he didn't take it to heart. This kind of crisis similar to the sixth sense intuition that he could actually encounter it for a long time. But at most it only caused a little turbulence to his actions.

After half an hour...

The two men in black pushed open the door of the villa and walked in with light. There were tragic marks on the walls and on the ground. One of them took a breath and said, "There is no need to kill them all, this kind of defense requires It's not too difficult to sneak in, you have to make such a big move."

The other shook his head, "This is also a way to sneak in."

"Kill everyone who sees it, so no one will find him?"

"Bingo, that's it," he said. "Okay, don't waste your time, take the person to the job quickly, and remember to make it up later. Otherwise, if the guy wakes up, we both have to explain it here."

They followed the trail all the way to the bedroom, and when they opened the door, they saw two people lying on the ground. The dead one was a pretense, and the living one was their target. Both of them were a little surprised.

"So young?"