Today is also bald for Ke Xue at the winery

The advanced wards have an excellent isolation effect, not only isolating the uncomfortable smell of disinfectant, but also isolating the aftermath of the police’s chaos.

Yane Asama was lying on the hospital bed, with a needle in her left hand attached to a hanging bottle, and her lips were lavender because of the cold medicinal liquid entering her body.

Zhu Xingda sat beside the hospital bed, lowering his head to peel fruit.The thin knife turned, and the apple peels piled up like flowers.

"I want rabbit apples." The sick lady made a request.

"The doctor ordered fasting within 24 hours." Zhu Xingda took a bite out of a peeled apple and said expressionlessly, "So there are no rabbits and no apples."

The sick person was very emotional, and he pursed his mouth in dissatisfaction: "But I'm so hungry now."

Zhu Xingda showed indifference: "Please follow the doctor's advice carefully, Eswain. You don't want to go into the operating room again."

Asama Yane argued: "I didn't go into the operating room just now, my stomach is just a problem left over from history, and I'm fine now."

Zhu Xing took a big look at her and said, "I'm going to ask the nurse what you can eat in this situation. This may be the last time I will take care of you. Be good."

Behind him, Miya Asama looked confused: Huh?the last time?

After leaving the ward, Zhu Xingda did not go directly to the nurse, but stood by the window at the corner of the stairs, watching the police coming in and out of the main building of the hospital.

Although she did not want to leave traces in the sight of the Japanese police, Miya Asama was in critical condition at the time, and Mohohoshi University could only send her to the nearest police hospital first.

According to his reasoning, the bomber chose the police hospital to install the explosives in order to provoke and retaliate against the Japanese police. Such criminal activities must have a crime warning.Moreover, due to the limited identity of the bomber, he is destined not to enter and leave the confidential ward affiliated to the police.

Therefore, as long as he sent people to the secret advanced ward of the police department and evacuated before the explosive time of the first bomb, it would not affect the safety of Eswain.

But I didn't expect that the Japanese police were quite capable. Before the people from the explosives team arrived, the explosives were basically cleared up.

The phone vibrated, and Zhu Xingda stared out the window to answer the call.

"Moryohoshi, where are you now?" Amuro Toru's voice was in a bad mood, "Where did you send Eswain?!"

"We are in the hospital now." Zhu Xingda said, "Eswain has a stomach problem, and the doctor asked to be hospitalized for recuperation."

Amuro raised his voice: "What?! How do you take care of people?"

Zhu Xingda said: "Calm down, now is not the time to shirk responsibility. The top priority is Eswain's body." And there will definitely be attacks after the organization.

Toru Amuro sneered: "Useless guy, I really can't count on you. Tell me the address, and we'll be there right away." The call was cut off neatly.

"What happened?" Lu Chuanguang asked worriedly.

"Eswain was hospitalized due to a stomach problem." Amuro said angrily, "It seems that the cold medicine you prepared will not be needed, but you should prepare more stomach medicine."

"Which hospital are they in?"

Amuro looked at the content on the phone screen and said blankly, "Tokyo Police Hospital."

Lu Chuanguang's gentle smile faltered: Huh?

The boss who controls life and death is sick and hospitalized because of their unfavorable care. They have to break into the dragon's lake and tiger's den, let alone a mere police hospital.

Pressing the bridge of his nose, Toru Amuro took a long breath, telling Hikari Midorikawa not to disturb his online at the Metropolitan Police Department, and got in touch with the contact person of the Police Department through emergency channels.

After telling the situation by phone, the contact person was more anxious than Toru Amuro.

"Mr. Amuro, just got the news from the Metropolitan Police Department that the bomber who escaped two years ago installed an unknown number of explosives in the police hospital. After preliminary investigation by the warehouse department, the explosives were distributed in the outpatient clinic. Currently, the explosion department It has not yet arrived, and the First Search Section of the Metropolitan Police Department is maintaining the situation."

"..."

What is house leaks and rainy days, what is misfortune never comes singly, what is unlucky, it is about today's situation.

After appeasing the anxious contact, Toru Amuro hung up the phone, walked out of the phone booth, and saw Midorikawa Hikaru's cracked smile when he looked up.

The squad leader, Date Ko, was assigned to the Metropolitan Metropolitan Police Department's first search department as soon as he graduated. Matsuda Jinhei and Hagiwara Kenji were obviously in the investigation team at the beginning, but for some reason, they also appeared in the first search department's office yesterday.

Yesterday I racked my brains, dodging left and right, not wanting to run into my former classmates.

Now, because of an unexpected situation, the five members of their Onitsuka class still cannot avoid getting together in the hospital.

Damn accident.

The two looked at each other, smiled bitterly and drove to the police hospital.

To be cautious, Toru Amuro parked the car at a parking spot two streets away from the police hospital, and walked separately from Hikaru Midorikawa.

Before getting out of the car, Lu Chuanguang took out two baseball caps from the storage box, one on his head, and the other on Faxiao's head with his backhand.

"Bring it on, and cover up the conspicuous features to some extent."

Toru Amuro lowered the brim of his hat and said, "Matsuda and Hagiwara have definitely spotted us, you must be careful."

Midori Chuanguang pondered and said: "Hagiwara has always been bold and careful, and Matsuda's reasoning ability is not bad. They probably have guessed our situation, and they might help to transfer the squad leader. We just need to hide and walk away later. Exposure is unlikely."

"I hope everything is as you said." Toru Amuro opened the door and got out of the car, flashing into the crowd.

Unfortunately, God did not wish.

Toru Amuro stared at the police officer with curly hair and sunglasses in front of him, thinking: My luck is really not very good.

"Hey, what are you here for?" I only heard the young police officer say strangely. "This is an area not open to the outside world, what are you sneaking around for?"

Reflexively, Amuro Toto's blood pressure suddenly rose, but in the face of a crisis, he forcibly calmed down: "Hello, police officer, I'm here to visit you in the hospital."

"Visiting a doctor?" Matsuda Jinhei put on a villainous face, looked around Toru Amuro and said, "Why do I think you are a criminal? Show me your ID."

Toru Amuro: It's hard, the fist is hard.

He swallowed his anger and took out his driver's license from his breast pocket, and Matsuda Jinpei snatched it away.

"Toru Amuro. Good name. I'm 23 years old, so I'm already an adult."

Matsuda Jinpei closed the ID card and played it up and down, "Tell me about your occupation? Do you have any companions? Also, which ward does the person you visit live in?"

Toru Amuro gritted his teeth in the dark, lowered his head and answered carefully: "I am Dr. Asama's life assistant. I learned that she was hospitalized with a sudden stomach problem. I came to take care of her daily life with two colleagues. According to the notification of my colleagues, Dr. Room 306 on the third floor of the intensive care unit."

Matsuda Jinhei smiled inexplicably, and threw the driver's license to Toru Amuro: "There are dangerous items waiting to be checked in the hospital, don't wander around, and be careful to delay the police officers from handling the case, and arrest you all."

Toru Amuro grabbed his driver's license tightly, with a modest smile on his face: "Thank you for the reminder, officer."

"Okay, let's go." The police officer with curly hair and sunglasses turned his back impatiently and waved away.

Toru Amuro lowered his head and clutched his driver's license tightly, and hurried upstairs through the safe passage.

At the corner of the unmonitored stairs, he took out a small note from the interlayer of the driver's license.

[A new type of equipment has appeared in the police department, which can detect the killing intent of the current murderer and communicate with the prisoner's brain to obtain information.Pay attention to concealment. 】

Familiar fonts, fangs and claws, and strong writing.Except that there is no signature, it is the same as when I was in school.

As expected of Matsuda, the word without beginning and end can be said to the police to provide support for the undercover colleagues, and it is also convenient to quibble to the undercover organization in case of an accident, saying that the intelligence informant is a black policeman.

Toru Amuro stuffed the note into his mouth without changing his expression.

He can only appreciate Matsuda's kindness now.

After I get away, I will be well, well, thank him!

Arriving at the nurse's station on the third floor, Toru Amuro saw Zhu Xingda and Midori Chuanguang talking around the nurse on the left and right.

Hikaru Lvchuan looked up and saw Toru Amuro, and said with a smile, "It's finally here, and you also encountered a random inspection?"

Toru Amuro shrugged: "Yes, the police officer with curly hair and sunglasses who stopped me had a fierce look on his face. He not only asked for the ward number, but also checked the driver's license. What are you asking?"

Zhu Xingda said: "The doctor asked Ms. Asama to fast for 24 hours, and we are consulting the nurse about what food to eat after 24 hours." He looked a little distressed, "I can't eat cold, hot, irritating, or greasy. You can’t eat raw, you can’t eat too nutritious, you can’t eat too much, and you can’t eat too little... I didn’t expect that there are so many requirements.”

Lu Chuanguang smiled and said, "Fortunately, it's all something that can be done carefully."

Toru Amuro sneered at Zhu Xing: "But some people can't even do the most basic care."

Zhu Xing said without raising his eyebrows: "According to the doctor's diagnosis, Ms. Asama's recurrence of stomach problems this time is due to a large amount of coffee intake after staying up late on an empty stomach. cause acute gastric bleeding."

The implication is that he was not the only one who made a mistake this time.

After all, Hikari Midorikawa and Toru Amuro are not without responsibility.

Toru Amuro rolled his eyes, and pushed the responsibility away: "Tsk, in the final analysis, the police are too bad. It's not that they are too stingy and don't even care about food, Miss Asama won't be hospitalized with a stomach problem."

"From now on, before Ms. Asama goes out, I will prepare lunch for her." Lu Chuanguang smiled warmly, which made people feel chills on the back, "I hope such useless police can learn from the company and go bankrupt quickly when the business is not good. Reorganization."

Zhu Xing put his big hand in his pocket, and walked leisurely to the ward.

"Compared to those, think about how to deal with the boss who will be hungry for the next 24 hours."

The infusion tube was ticking, and the feeling of foreign body intrusion in his left hand was hard to get rid of. Asama Yami lay on the bed and did not dare to move. She could only stare and start flashbacking the progress of the memory collection test.

The first group, progress 60, cell culture problems, redo.

The second group, the progress is 50, there is a problem with the drug configuration record, low-level mistakes, and the replacement is redone.

The third group, the progress is 65, the data performance is too perfect, it needs to be reviewed and redone.

……

Lab data loops through the brain.

On the bedside table, the phone rang suddenly.

An ominous foreboding.

Asama Yane covered her ears with one hand, trying to pretend she didn't hear.

The screen was on and off, off and on, very persistent.

Asama Yane could only reluctantly reach out and connect the phone.

"Heh, aren't you usually very bold, why don't you dare answer my phone this time?" The voice on the other side was not kind.

"It's just that I didn't have time." Miya Asama felt a little guilty.

Gin said coldly: "Don't explain it to me, explain it to Belmode. I just came to inform you of one thing. The three of them have enjoyed the happiness by your side for long enough. It's time to come out and do their best for the organization. After death."

"?" Asama immediately relieved her stomach pain, and said loudly into the microphone, "I don't agree! Did you hear that, Gin? I don't agree!"

However, there is only a hollow "beep beep" echoing on the other end.The phone was hung up.

Gin really just came to inform her.

Asama Yami stared hard at the phone, as if it contained an enemy.

The order was issued so quickly, there must be Gin's eyeliner secretly complaining!

hateful!

Hasn't she already had several rounds of cleaning?

Why is there an eyeliner around to report to Gin!

Damn, hate, hate! ! !