Funny, no spies were injured on the second floor.
And "only" the captain who made up this incident knew the truth.
What could Dr. Kong know?
He was just fulfilling his duties, seeking truth from facts, telling all the problems he knew and discovered, trying his best to help the military region find the real spy, and then clearing himself of suspicion.
So, Xu Shuo asked in confusion: "Manager Zhang, did you suffer any other injuries before you suffered the gunshot wound?"
The captain's sharp and cold eagle eyes stared at Manager Zhang, his expressionless face quite intimidating.
However, Manager Zhang gritted his teeth and was no longer willing to say anything at this time.
He knew that even if he said there was something wrong with the doctor in front of him now, it would probably not have any effect.
The only thing I can do is to refuse to admit it!
The girl next to him looked at him in surprise, as if she didn't believe that the man she spent time with would do something strange, and her worries were palpable.
"It seems that Manager Zhang has a lot of secrets hidden in him." The captain raised his lips with a ferocious smile.
"I don't know what you are talking about. I did stay in the lobby and was accidentally hit in the arm by a gun that went off." Manager Zhang said through gritted teeth.
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it now."
The captain squinted at him mockingly: "I'll make you speak."
Manager Zhang looked ugly: "Are all the people in the military region so unreasonable? Anyone with a clear eye can see that I have a gunshot wound, but they insist on saying that my wound is wrong, and then accuse me of an unfounded crime?"
Although he didn't mention it by name, the meaning is self-evident.
Xu Shuo pointed at himself, with an innocent look on his face, and couldn't help but say: "I have obtained the senior medical certificate a long time ago. I have been practicing for ten years and have rich experience in judging various types of wounds."
Manager Zhang almost couldn't help but roll his eyes.
If I hadn't seen your scheming just now, I would have almost believed it!
The captain looked calm, took the white gloves handed over by the sergeant and put them on, then glanced at the girl in the corner who was shrinking her presence.
"Take her with you."
Two sergeants quickly stepped forward and grabbed her arms. The girl looked up in shock and shouted in panic: "Why are you arresting me? I...I don't know anything! My dear, tell me about him..."
Manager Zhang turned a deaf ear. He looked uglier than anyone else now, not to mention that he himself was in doom.
And pleading for mercy is nonsense. As Manager Zhang's female companion, even if she really doesn't know anything, she can't escape unscathed.
The enchanting and gorgeous girl was tied to another chair without mercy, and her fair and delicate wrists were soon strangled with red marks. She struggled for a moment, and then looked at Xu Shuo with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful.
Xu Shuo: "..."
Maybe it's because Dr. Kong is too kind.
So Xu Shuo looked away as if he couldn't bear it.
Then, he saw the captain pick up the small scalpel from his acupuncture bag, as if he wanted to make it draw blood.
"Wait..." Xu Shuo hesitated.
The captain gave him a cold look.
After thinking about it, Xu Shuo handed over the medical scissors in his hand: "Let's change it to another one."
Girl: "..."
Manager Zhang: "..."
The lady at the front desk: "..."
Xu Shuo maintained his personality very well, changed the limited edition scalpel back, carefully wiped it clean and put it back in the bag.
However, the captain did not use a weird tool like scissors. Instead, he pulled out a saber from the soldier next to him. This was much sharper than anything else, and it also had a bleeding slot.
"It's still too late to say anything now." The captain looked at them.
"I, I, I really don't know anything! I am innocent, Captain! Please let me go!" The girl cried directly.
Manager Zhang gritted his teeth and just stared at him angrily.
He shook his hands behind his back, but looking at the closed door of the lounge, the soldiers standing in a circle around him, and thinking about the more sergeants outside, he finally endured it.
You can't escape, you can only hold on!
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Second floor.
Room 214.
The male waiter sat on the chair in fear, as if he had been greatly frightened, while his hands tied behind his back were rubbing slowly.
The current situation is not right. Just because he had a little connection with delivering coffee to Dr. Kong, he was actually caught. Does this mean that guy has been exposed a long time ago? !
And he should be suspected of being in a group now.
Because I had to deliver coffee to the other party's room just in time for the power outage, even if he was really innocent, it would be hard not to think of him. The captain didn't look like someone who could turn over the story just by fooling him.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have controlled him without saying a word.
His luck was really bad. He could pick out a spy just by naming a room number.
The male waiter quietly loosened the rope.
He couldn't wait to be interrogated, and it was almost ten o'clock.
Even if he hasn't found his contact yet, the time and place agreed upon before will not change. What if the other party finds a way to wait in the hotel backyard?
Wouldn't that mean missing the opportunity to complete the task?
The world is huge and the task is the biggest!
The male waiter grabbed the loose rope and looked up at the two soldiers standing not far away, watching him intently.
The next moment, the figure on the chair suddenly blurred. One of the soldiers shook his body, and then closed his eyes and fell down without warning.
The soldier next to him was shocked, but before he could react, his mouth was covered, and then he was slashed behind the ear with a knife.
After quickly putting down the two people, the male waiter calmed down his rapid breathing and listened nervously to the door.
If it weren't for getting another thin body, with his speed, he should be able to knock down two people instantly, but now when the first person fell, he didn't have time to stop him, causing him to make some noise.
Fortunately, there was no movement outside the door.
The male waiter breathed a sigh of relief, then walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain and peeked outside.
In the dark night, there was a faint red light flickering from the commanding heights of the building in the distance.
This is room 214, and room 311 is diagonally above. If the corridor is not accessible now, we can only use the wall outside the hotel.
But I don’t know how strong the snipers here are.
The male waiter turned to look at the two people on the ground.
After thinking about it, he walked over and took off the uniform of one of the soldiers who was similar to himself. After the two changed clothes, he tied the soldier to a chair and dragged the other one to a blind spot.
Then, the male waiter rubbed his own face for a long time based on the soldier's face shape.
After rubbing it, he looked somewhat similar to the other person, except that his bones looked a little thinner.
Lowering his military cap, the male waiter opened the door.
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