chapter 2

This office fell into silence for about 0.5 seconds.

Immediately afterwards, Ziliang wished to slap on his face.

Because the police officer obviously thought that his joke was not funny at all, he began to spread a large set of knowledge about personal safety with himself very seriously.

When he finally walked out of this hospital, it was almost 1 pm.

Zi Liang sighed like a weight and collapsed on the back of the chair. He felt that he was really sick of this city and everything in this city ... But unfortunately, he could not leave.

So, he picked up a notebook on his desk.

This is a very ordinary book, just a little bigger than the palm of your hand, wrapped in black leather, and the four corners have some burrs. It looks like it should be a few years old ... Zi Liang opened it easily , And did not care which page will be turned.

Immediately ... he saw a blank sheet of paper.

"Hey--"

Zi Liang sighed inexplicably, as if he had been expecting to see something on the blank sheet of paper, but it seemed a bit lost anyway.

Then he leaned on the back of the chair, preparing to use the residual temperature of the police officer's long talk to try to sleep.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something.

Yes, there are still several bags of garbage piled at the door.

He was even more depressed at the thought of this.

Oh ... By the way, Ziliang said he had seen the murderer.

This is not a joke.

Because in the early morning of this morning, the murderer really broke into this hospital to avoid tracing.

At that time, Zi Liang was in insomnia because of the noise outside. He sat in the office and turned over his notes. He was arrested directly, and the fugitive also put a gun on Dr. Zi Liang's.

At that time, it was about two o'clock. When it was the darkest day, the murderer has abnormal smile in the dark, and he still had a gun in his hand. Tragic accident, zi liang killed him and had to put the murderer in a garbage bag.

He packed five big bags before he finished.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning when the floor was cleaned and I changed into a new white coat and washed the blood from my hands.

Zi Liang recalled this very unpleasant night, and then looked at the raindrops on the window, and felt that he really had no intention to deal with the garbage.

So, he took out his phone.

"Hello, Joey?" He said, "Yes, I have a little feed here ..."

As soon as the words fell, the person on the opposite side seemed very happy.

Ziliang continued tepidly and said, "Well, it's right next to the door. You have time to come and take it away ... It's better not to be too late, I just wrapped it in garbage bags, you know It smells awful ... Thank you. "

After saying this, Zi Liang hung up the phone and he yawned for a long time, feeling that everything should be done, and then leaned on the back of the chair, scratching his shaggy hair with satisfaction.

There seems to be a lot less traffic outside. The wild cat stopped crying, and no one should be bothered. The raindrops were photographed on the glass in a rhythmic manner, like he was a sheep for him ...

So he nested on the sofa and slowly closed his eyes ...

I can finally get a good night's sleep.

...

...

If the police officer on Halloween was the first visitor, then when the second person entered this small hospital, it was already two days later.

When Ziliang first saw this man, he knew that he was a gangster. This can be seen from his colorful hair, tattoos all over his body, and the intentional gunshot marks on his shoulders.

Similarly, this person does not come to see a doctor.

"Two days ago, on the night before Halloween, where were you?" The bastard asked directly.

Zi Liang felt a little embarrassed for a while, and he usually said this kind of thing, and he should be a police officer.

But he was too lazy to think about it, he just wanted to send the bastard away quickly.

"Forgot." He said with empty eyes that seemed to be always unconscious.

"Damn it! Don't try to fool it!" The bastard suddenly hit the desk with a punch, so Xuan shook the ashtray: "A person came here that night!"

Along with this roar, a series of footsteps came from Ding Ding Biao in the corridor, and then a group of strangely dressed guys came in and packed the office full of people, some with iron bars, some He directly showed a switchblade knife, and those who stood in the back row with only one head exposed, desperately put their expressions on the back.

Anyway, when people see this posture, they should be scared enough to cry and cry, and even those with poor psychological qualities can even squeeze a urine out on the spot.

Ziliang stared blankly at the scene in front of her, and his face was bitter.

He wanted to understand at this moment.

The "people who came that night" in this confusing mouth is undoubtedly the prisoner who escaped from prison, and these people are obviously in the same group as the fugitive because Ziliang was in the crowd and saw at least 5 people. The tattoo is the same as that of the fugitive.

"It seems to be an important person in the gang ..." he thought, and the fugitive should carry a mobile phone or some other thing on his body. Anyway, these people followed the final signal to find here.

There is only one shop on the whole street, so it is certainly not impossible to find a reason to mix up with the fierce posture of the full house.

As for telling them, your boss should be in Joey 's farm now. If you move faster, you should be able to find him in the feces that have not been dumped ... such as teeth, after all, that 's not too much Easy to digest ...

Hmm ... such an answer doesn't seem to work either.

So, Ziliang was very depressed, lit a cigarette, and had no choice but to start to think about it, so many feeds, Joey should not be able to transport at one time ...

"Asshole! Have you listened to me again!" The shit named Shou banged Ziliang's desk again, pulling Ziliang's thoughts back.

I have to say that this person is unfortunate, because this time he successfully shook the ashtray off the table, and with a crunch, he fell in half ...

Zi Liang's fingers stiffened with cigarettes stiffened in the air, and seemed to be panic. He thought about it carefully, and then sadly confirmed that he should only have this ashtray.

Looking at Ziliang, he did n't realize how wrong he was, and thought the doctor was scared by himself ... While he was proud of his strength ... ....

"It's really annoying."

He seemed to hear a light murmur, and then a cigarette hit his eyeball ...