Green's face turned red and he looked like he was about to die on the spot.
The bodyguards' poker faces, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, suddenly turned extremely ugly. If something happened to Green, they would inevitably be held accountable!
George looked at the empty water glass next to him and laughed heartlessly.
"You're not going to take that pill, are you?"
"No way, no way!"
Green's red cheeks became even redder, but he was unable to say a word because he was shot in the chest.
He could only keep retching, trying to spit out the pills in his mouth.
But now it seems that it has no effect at all.
The two captured killers laughed: "George, your brother is about to die, and you are still laughing!"
"That's medicine made from highly poisonous toads. He won't survive."
George held the pill in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth at this moment, slamming it in. The killer wanted to press it with his tongue.
But George didn't give him this chance at all, and directly forced him to swallow the pill.
The killer stared at George in horror, fear flashing in his eyes.
George sneered and said: "Now that you are also poisoned, why don't you consider handing over the antidote?"
The killer looked around and sneered: "Hand it over? Will I survive?"
"cannot."
The killer chuckled: "In that case, why should I hand over the antidote? It would be good to have someone to support me."
George sighed and said, "Green, look no matter how hard I force them, they won't hand over the antidote."
"These two killers are going to risk their lives for that bastard Dodge. There are still such stupid people in the world."
Green stopped struggling and released a pill, which was exactly the poison.
Seeing such a change, everyone was stunned for a moment.
Looking at the two people, I don't know why they did this.
George chuckled and explained: "Don't get me wrong, the two of us are just too bored here and want to have fun."
"It's just such a drama."
"Green, I told you that this script was terrible, but you didn't listen. Think about it. In this case, we caught two spies and refused to kill them. We also gave them poison and forced them to hand over the antidote. Who made the poison? You can make antidotes, otherwise how can you poison people?"
George looked at the two killers and said to himself, "Are you right?"
Green waved his hand in protest. He was based on those popular martial arts novels from Longyan.
This kind of plot can never be tired of in martial arts novels.
Green curled his lips and did not continue speaking.
Only then did the killer realize that the scene just now was a improvised script between two people, a poor performance.
"You're playing tricks on us!"
"If you want to kill, just kill. Why is there all this nonsense!" the killer said angrily.
George shook his head and said with a faint smile: "I'm afraid you don't know that since the two of us were protected by General Amotis's bodyguards, Dodge has been unable to come."
"The two of us have also seen his expression anxious to kill Green every day, but there is no way to do it directly here."
"That expression is so interesting."
"It's a pity that we won't be able to see each other again. It's a good thing you came and gave us such a performance."
Hearing George's words, the killer was slightly startled and stared at George steadily: "You are waiting for us to kill you!"
George nodded.
He changed his previous exaggerated expression and said calmly: "Yes, the two of us are just waiting for Dodge to come and kill us both."
"Even without General Amotis' bodyguard, the two of us were still waiting for Dodge to take action, but that coward never dared to take action."
"Later, when General Astimo proposed to protect the two of us, I was still a little disappointed, but when I thought about it, it would be more difficult with bodyguards, and it would definitely force Dodge to take action."
George took out a revolver from under his pillow and sighed: "It's a pity that he has been preparing for so long and hasn't even put it to use."
The killer raised his eyebrows: "So he will die if Dodge takes action?"
George nodded.
The killer laughed again. He originally thought they were plotting against others, but he didn't expect that they were plotting against them from the beginning to now.
As long as the two of them are caught, even if they don't die, sooner or later they will investigate Dodge.
He must die.
He was convinced by George again and again.
George said: "However, I still hope that the two of you will personally explain the crimes that Dodge committed. This will make his charges more solid, and when the time comes, there will be no objection to taking action against him."
"No, I will never..."
Snapped!
The killer's words and expressions stayed for a moment, and the color in his eyes gradually dissipated.
George gently blew away the dust and smoke from the revolver in his hand, and said indifferently: "I didn't ask you to really explain."
George made a gesture with his eyes, took out a letter of Dodge's accusation that had been written long ago, and the two bodyguards pressed the fingerprints of the dead killer on it.
George looked indifferently at the nurse killer next to him who was frightened by this scene, and said calmly: "How do you choose?"
When she didn't answer, George raised his gun again.
"Forget it, whatever you choose, the result will be the same."
Just when he was about to pull the trigger, the nurse killer hurriedly shouted: "I said, I will confess all the guilt of Dodge."
George pulled the gun back without pulling the trigger and grinned at her.
"If I had told you earlier, there wouldn't have been so many things."
George said to the bodyguard: "Someone who committed the murder has been killed. The counter-murderer confessed that frontline commander Dodge sent them here."
The bodyguard took note of George's words.
It was immediately submitted to Clancy's office in the British Colonial District.
Another bodyguard is now leading a team to the front line to arrest Dodge and others.
After George and Green finished all this, they lay quietly on the bed, but the guards were alerted by the sound of gunshots coming from inside the hospital.
But seeing the presence of General Amotis's bodyguards, he realized the seriousness of the matter, but he only helped clean the room.
The hospital also prepared to transfer a ward to George and Green, but they refused.
For the two of them, it was commonplace to spend the night guarding the corpses of enemies and comrades on the battlefield.
Sleeping in a room where people have died has no psychological burden on them.
However, tonight, George rarely had insomnia.
He thought of what Dodge had done to Green, and of Chull's death.
He took out the oil painting that Qiul gave him before he died and took a look at it. He had no clue about the lifelike little girl who looked like a Dragon Flame.
America is so big, I don’t know how long it will take to find a girl with this kind of appearance.
And when this painting was painted, the little girl must not have been very old.
I don’t know how many years have passed now.
It's a bit incredible to find someone based on such an oil painting.
George sighed and tried his best to complete this matter. Maybe Mr. Qing Yangshuo would have some clues.
With this thought in mind, George pressed the painting on his chest and fell into a deep sleep...
