After climbing through the window of the police station room, No. 1 was helped forward by another agent codenamed Trigger. They had just left the police station, so they didn't have much scruples and could discuss it in a low voice. After all, there are members of his own team surrounding the police station at this time, monitoring the situation.
So No. 1 took the time to say: "It's dark now, and the color of the fake police uniforms is also black, so even if someone walks across from us, others may not be able to see the blood stains. However, I have lost a lot of blood now and am walking unsteadily. You still need to support me, and you have to find a reasonable behavior to cover up."
Trigger said: "It's easy to handle. When we meet someone, the two of us can pretend to be drunk. Once we get out of this area, we will do that. In addition, there are very few pedestrians in the middle of the night, so we may not be able to meet anyone. Can you still hold on?" "
"Don't worry, I can hold on." No. 1 said, "Then I'll do as you say. Let's walk faster. The longer the time goes by, the weaker my feet will become."
In this way, the two people discussed a countermeasure in a few words, Trigger supported him, and walked out of the police station area. Although the two of them had discussed it, they still didn't dare to take the main road. If they ran into a patrol or the like, there would still be a relatively high risk. Therefore, the two of them walked specifically to places similar to Horn Alley.
That's it, all the way to the safe house before Huazhang. This place is fine for the time being. In addition, they discussed it again quietly along the way and felt that this house is okay for a temporary stay, but if they want to recuperate stably, it is not safe enough. .
So after entering the house, Trigger held No. 1 on the bed and helped him take off the coat he was wearing. He then checked the belt tied around his shoulders and found that it was still OK and not loose. So he said: "Just wait, I'm going to get some medical supplies now. If it's daytime, people may pay attention to my whereabouts."
Number 1 understood that the trigger might be to steal some medical supplies, but this method might also attract someone's attention, so he reminded: "I'm fine. Look, I've walked so far, didn't I feel faint? It means that your tourniquet is tied well. But the bullet inside must be taken out. If you try to mess with something, as I just said, I can stand it, so don’t get close, go far away The place you clicked. Also, if the risk is too great, just give up and we can discuss it again when you come back."
"Don't worry." Trigger smiled and said: "It's just stealing something, a piece of cake. You should rest for a while first, but try not to sleep." After saying that, he helped No. 1 to the head of the bed and let his upper body lean back.
"Okay." Number 1 said, "Go into the house and knock on the door three times with long intervals." As he said that, he put the gun beside the bed with his right hand, where he could reach it.
"Understood." Trigger replied, turned around and came to the door. He listened to the movement in the corridor and looked at the watch. It was already three o'clock. The journey was not short. One of the two people was injured, but he still tried hard to walk at a faster pace. So it's quite far from the police station.
But Trigger knew that he still had plenty of time. There were still several hours before dawn. Even if there were pedestrians who went out early or people doing small business, they would not be able to go out until four o'clock.
So he went out directly and stole a bicycle three streets away. After riding it, he still went through some small alleys. He pedaled very hard every time because of his high speed. He rode forward for about half an hour. . Finally I found a small clinic located at the intersection of Central District and East District. But the plaque above says Yamamoto Dental Clinic.
Okay, in this situation, what kind of bicycle do you need? A dentist is a dentist. But some basic medicines are definitely still available. The door was locked, and it was a security door with an iron grille, so the trigger went directly back. In the back street of the clinic, there were still windows. He looked at no one on the left and right, and tapped a piece of glass with his elbow.
With a crash, the glass was smashed directly by him. Trigger knew that this sound was likely to be heard by someone, so he had to hurry up.
He reached in and opened the upper and lower latches inside, pushed open the window, and jumped in. There was no light yet, so he didn't dare to turn on the light. Therefore, when I came to the consultation room, I stole a pair of scissors, pliers, etc. and put them in my pocket. He turned around and entered the small pharmacy next to him.
Using the most ordinary match, he struck a match and looked closely at the medicines on the small medicine shelf. Today’s dentists are naturally incomparable with those of later generations. But there is not much difference in some basic medical systems. Painkillers, hemostatic drugs, cotton gauze to bite in his mouth after tooth extraction, and he even found a few bottles of very precious anti-inflammatory drugs.
In fact, in this war period, anti-inflammatory drugs are life-saving drugs. Wherever these drugs are available, even in large hospitals, the supply is limited. Judging from the word "Yamamoto" on the sign, this small clinic is probably opened by a kid. Otherwise, it would be difficult to get anti-inflammatory drugs in such a small clinic. Let alone a dental clinic.
Trigger pulled off the tablecloth from a small table, put all these things on it, packed it up, and quickly jumped out of the back window again. It was easy to see that there was no one on the street. The clattering sound made when the glass was broken by itself may not have alerted the people around, or maybe someone heard it but did not pay attention.
Trigger carried his baggage and quickly came to the alley next to him, got on the bicycle hidden here, and started to go back. It was still the same as when we came, walking all the way through small alleys and rushing back as quickly as possible.
Although he rode very fast when he came here, he always paid attention to the situation on both sides to see where there was a pharmacy or hospital. But now that you have it, don’t look for these anymore. So he pedaled all the way and rode the car back.
He used technology to open this bicycle, not direct violent dismantling. So when he put him back in his original position, he tried his best not to disturb anyone. Then use technology to lock it again. I observed the surrounding situation with my peripheral vision. He quickly crossed three streets, entered the unit door, and went up to the fourth floor.
Standing at the door, Trigger reached out and knocked gently on the door, "Tuk - Tuk - Tuk" three times with a long interval, and then began to use technology again to quickly pry open the door. Entering the house, he turned around and closed the door gently.
