Trigger came to the house and whispered: "How are you? Are you okay?"
"Don't worry." No. 1, smiling a little weakly, said, "I'm sure he won't die. Have you got the stuff?"
"No." Trigger directly put the bundle on the bed, took out the scissors and cut off all the clothes around the No. 1 gunshot wound, and said: "I didn't get any anesthetic, so take some of this to top it off."
With that said, he put down the scissors, unscrewed the cap of the painkiller, poured out two pills, and after thinking about it, poured out two more pills. Number 1, however, only used his good arm to take two pills and said, "This stuff has the effect of paralyzing nerves. Two pills are all it takes. Once it's done, we'll leave." He took the trigger and handed him the cup. , chewed two painkillers.
Trigger smiled and said: "After we finish, let's see how you are doing." As he said that, he lit an alcohol lamp, put the styptic powder next to it, and then used the alcohol lamp to burn the knife and pliers on the flame for several times. All over, disinfected.
Then Trigger glanced at No. 1 and joked: "Can I find you a bone to bite?"
"It belongs to you." No. 1 rolled his eyes, used his free right hand to take off the pillow towel from the pillow next to him, folded it a few times, bit the middle part in his mouth, and then covered himself with his hand. on the nose and mouth. He nodded towards the trigger.
Seeing this, Trigger used cotton gauze dipped in alcohol to wipe the area around the wound, and then cut open the middle of the original wound with a knife. Number 1 hummed twice and then stopped.
"It will be very painful next." Trigger said: "You have to find the bullet head. Just bear with it. I will... I will torture you as much as possible. Hehe!"
Deliberately distracting No. 1, he used gauze to absorb the blood. Taking advantage of the small amount of bleeding, he accurately found the location of the warhead. The position is quite deep. Fortunately, the opening he just made is enough, otherwise he would have to use a knife. After pinching it with pliers, he took out the bullet, used gauze to suck the blood again, and applied the styptic powder as if it was free. Throw it in.
Don't think about suturing. I couldn't find the needle and thread, so I disinfected the outside with alcohol again, and applied gauze and tape to the wound.
"Bah." After No. 1 took off the pillow cover, he vomited twice and said, "The technique is not bad, it was taken out smoothly, but the cut was a bit big."
"You think it's cheap." Trigger said: "It's good to find these things in the dentist's office. Okay, you sweaty guy, take a nap first and recover your strength. I'll go do some reconnaissance and find one. The backup safe house, when you think it's okay, we'll move there. Then bring back some food."
No. 1 leaned back and said, "Don't forget to bring back two pairs of clothes. My clothes are all ruined."
"Okay." Trigger said, turned around twice and said, "How is it? Is there any flaw?"
"It's pretty good." No. 1 said, "It's just that the police station's coat is a bit conspicuous."
Trigger took off his outer coat and said, "What about this?"
Number 1 said: "In this weather, just wearing a suit is a bit cold, and something seems wrong."
"Huh." Trigger said, "That's all we can do. I'll buy some clothes first and just put them on." He took out a wad of money from his inner pocket and counted it: "It's okay, that's enough." ”
In fact, the current Security Bureau is really not short of money. In the previous stage, large-scale and crazy robberies of banks and other financial institutions in the Japanese-occupied areas made the Security Bureau extremely rich. Therefore, all Security Bureau agents who perform tasks outside have relatively sufficient funds for their activities.
Trigger also took a rest, and at seven o'clock in the morning, he went out. On this day, it was damn cold just wearing a suit. After walking a few streets. I saw a tailor shop and bought two sets of finished woolen coats. I wore one set myself and kept the other one here. After paying the money, we went out.
First, Trigger spotted a safe house about ten minutes' drive away. It was a six-story building, or the room on the left side of the fourth floor. In this house, lived a woman in her fifties. If Trigger and the others move in, they can capture this woman very easily.
Another place is a four-story building. On the top, someone has built an attic privately, but no one lives in it. It's just that this time period is a bit bad, a bit cold. It is mainly built with wood and is well ventilated.
Choosing a safe house is actually very particular. Trigger's luck was pretty good, but I only saw two suitable places in one morning. I bought a canvas bag and bought ready-made food in different streets. After filling my pockets, I returned to the tailor shop. Another set of coats was retrieved.
In fact, at this time, he had already felt that the number of pseudo-government police officers on the street had begun to increase. In addition, he had not heard any big noise last night. This meant that whether it was the police station or the actions on Huisong Road, , should have been completed as planned.
The number of pseudo-police officers and patrols on the streets increased, which must be due to the actions of himself and others last night. In order to avoid trouble, he still walked into small alleys and alleys as much as possible. Went back to the temporary safe house in circles.
Knocked the signal, opened the door and entered the house. No. 1 may have fallen asleep when he went out and woke up when he heard the door knock again. Seeing this, Trigger smiled and said: "Just in time, I got some food. Take a bite. Then I took the anti-inflammatory medicine after a while."
As he spoke, Trigger placed the food package directly on the bed very casually, but in this way, No. 1 could eat it by himself with his right hand. The two of them ate and drank while discussing what to do next.
Trigger swallowed a mouthful of food and said, "There are a lot more patrols on the street now, and when I came back, I saw two fake policemen coming out of a pharmacy from a distance."
"Huh?" No. 1 was startled. After swallowing a mouthful of dry food, he frowned and said, "They know I'm injured? This is impossible."
"Maybe it's a pretense." Trigger said: "We killed a lot of people at the police station, and the ground was covered in blood. How could we possibly see that? Maybe...it was the brothers who were rescuing another person on Huisong Road. Was anyone injured and visible?"
No. 1 threw the dried tofu into his mouth again and chewed it slowly for a while. When he turned his head, he happened to see the belt that had been used as a tourniquet. Said: "Maybe this thing is leaking."
Trigger was also startled and said: "Is it possible? It's just a belt, what does it mean? But... I'd better go out to find out the situation in the afternoon. What if you say it. But we don't need to scare ourselves, I just said When you go out and come in..."
