Chapter 50

Bella avoided the flow of people and police cars, and went around to the other side of the parking lot to pick up the car with her big bags.

The appearance of her pickup truck is extremely domineering. As an inland city, Phoenix City has a lot of idlers in society.Strolling in the city, looking at other people's cars, there are many black homeless people who used to slash twice.

Ordinary cars can be parked as soon as they are parked, but the ghost pickup is different, the lady of the pickup can pull those bastards in and kill them!

In order to prevent such incidents from happening, Bella usually parks the car in the corner, and at the same time tells Miss Pickup to turn on the ghost stealth mode. Except for those who are about to die, ordinary people will definitely not be able to see the corner. There is also a car parked there.

This trick has been tried and tested. Who would come to the parking lot if they are about to die?Normal people come, and without Bella's consent, he can't see the ghost pickup.

However, something unexpected happened today.

The bloodstains were very faint, and it was really not easy to spot without a certain degree of vision and smell.

Bella looked around and couldn't help but sighed.

Wherever something went wrong, I must have been affected by Natasha's black physique!

She opened the car door and found that Miss Pickup was wearing a white dress and sitting in the passenger seat, with a man covered in blood lying on the back seat.

This man was the middle-aged cashier at the convenience store who hid behind her because of his wit and was shot three times in a row.

This guy is dying, otherwise with the spiritual sense of ordinary people, he would not be able to see the invisible ghost pickup at all.

"What's the situation? This is?" Bella asked the female ghost.

Since Miss Pickup devoured the ghost of the ghost truck, her spirit body has become much stronger than before, and her memory and way of thinking have recovered by [-]-[-]%, and occasionally she will show emotions such as anger, frustration, confusion, etc. come out.

"send me home."

Bella carefully understood the emotions she felt in her psychic power: "You mean this guy is your friend? Do you know each other?"

Miss Pickup seemed to think about it this time: "Take me home."

"Oh! So I don't know you! That's easy."

There is definitely a big problem with the identity of a middle-aged person. Bella doesn't want to be nosy, but she is a little curious.

She looked through the middle-aged man's wallet, and there were a few notes in it, which were in a mess, but there were four or five documents mixed in.

The driver's license is in English, and the name is Christopher Da Silva. No matter how you look at it, this name looks like a pseudonym. The letters on the other documents are not in English, and one of them looks like Russian.

The middle-aged man was unconscious. He was shot in the shoulder, chest, and lower abdomen. Now his body was covered in blood, and he was about to die.

Bella patted each other's shoulder lightly.

"Comrade, vodka?"

The other party didn't respond.

"Comrade, Bobosha?"

Still no response.

"Ula!"

After Bella yelled, she stopped chanting at all. Recently, she learned these three sentences of Russian with Natasha, and she won't know any more.

"Comrade, I'm sorry, it's my fault for implicating you, but unfortunately, I don't have the ability to heal! It's definitely too late to do research now, this is life that can't be cured, wait for death, and leave!"

Bella held the middle-aged man by the neck, pulled the thing out of the back seat of her car, and threw it on the ground.

Turning around to leave, the middle-aged man suddenly grabbed her ankle.

"Save me, save me! Save me! I am an agent of MI6, codenamed 006. I know important information. I have the value of being rescued and being rescued."

The man had a strong desire to survive and repeatedly called for help in English.

Bella opened the opponent's fingers. The opponent was not as strong as hers in normal conditions, let alone now that he was seriously injured. It was just that the middle-aged man was very persistent, and he was unwilling to let go of any life-saving straw around him. Grab it, break it apart, and grab it again.

After three times in a row, his physical strength was completely exhausted, and his blood-stained right hand grabbed the air, trying to grasp the illusory last hope.

Bella was really shocked by the middle-aged man's strong will to survive. She felt that if she walked into the other's position, she would accept her fate at this moment.

"It's useless for you to catch me. How can I treat the gunshot wound? I can't!" She scratched her head and improvised a healing spell?Sorry, she doesn't have that ability yet.

"Take me home." The erratic Miss Pickup said, pointing at the middle-aged man.

Bella frowned: "You mean you know how to do first aid on the battlefield?"

"send me home."

"That's what you said, okay, I'll run again and find some first aid medicine."

In a hurry, many medicines were hard to find. Bella thought of Dr. Brandon who was on the jury before. The doctor’s clinic was not far from the parking lot, and the effect of the previous obsession was still there. I got it back.

The ghost pickup will not leave stains, and the blood that flows out will be automatically sucked away by the car body. Bella put Comrade 006 flat on the back seat, and then gave him first aid under the guidance of Miss Pickup.

"send me home."

"OK, OK." Bella sprinkled alcohol on Comrade 006's wound, then sterilized the scalpel, dug open the wound, and took the warhead.But she stared and dug for a long time, but she didn't see anything.

"send me home."

"What? The warhead didn't stay in the body, it passed through at that time? Then you didn't say it earlier! It made me dig here for a long time"

"send me home."

"Don't think I sew well? Please! I am a high school student whose hands are covered with blood, and I am here to give first aid. It is already amazing! You are standing and talking without back pain. Let's ask the person concerned, hey! You said I sew beautifully. Is it? You see, he didn't say a word, which means he thinks I can still sew!"

Several kinds of injections that Bella couldn't name were injected into Comrade 006's body to maintain body functions, after which debridement, sutures, and blood transfusions were performed.

The whole process took less than half an hour, and the movements were a bit rough, but on the surface, the person was saved.

However, if you receive treatment in the ghost pickup, there must be some sequelae. The negative energy in this car is extremely large, and normal people are fine. Comrade 006, who is about to die, will probably have some minor problems due to negative energy accumulation. .

Bella and Miss Pika pondered for a long time. They thought that Comrade 006 would experience a small amount of symptoms such as epilepsy, dizziness, and insufficient blood supply to the brain in the future, or simply awaken the ability of yin and yang eyes. It's all normal, and if you have any problems, go to the hospital!

Comrade 006 lost a lot of blood and passed out a long time ago. Bella can't throw him in the parking lot to die, and send him to the west. At least let this man have a relatively warm place to rest.

"send me home."

"OK, OK! Go home, go home first!" Bella threw Comrade 006 into the back seat, and drove the pickup truck out of the parking lot.

(End of this chapter)

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