The intelligence agent "Garibaldi" of "Panga" in the original city was shot in the street, and it was after meeting with the "Old Tune Team".
Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao stood up.
At the same time, there was another loud gunshot.
A few meters away from "Garibaldi", the right thigh of a man wearing a tattered shirt and gray trousers exploded violently, turning into splattered flesh.
As he fell in pain, a black pistol fell to the ground.
When Jiang Baimian saw this scene, he instantly understood what was going on.
The second man shot was the killer of Garibaldi in the street.
The one who attacked him was Bai Chen, who had reacted from the monitoring station.
She broke the killer's right leg with an "orange" rifle.
Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao didn't hesitate, ran out of Silver Candle Cafe, came to the street, and rushed to the side of "Garibaldi" amid a large number of pedestrians who fled and hid in a hurry.
They crouched down and examined Garibaldi's injuries.
The "Panga" intelligence officer's chest was red with blood, and his injuries looked quite heavy.
He didn't fall into a coma, looking at Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao's eyes full of pleading and longing.
Until this time, Jiang Baimian could see his appearance clearly:
He is not a man of gray soil, at most he has partial blood, with a thin face, dark eyes, a handsome appearance, and a messy lock of black hair.
The intelligence officer looked to be in his early twenties, still very young.
Jiang Baimian checked the wound on his chest to see exactly where he was hit, then took off his tactical backpack and took out a non-card biological agent from it.
Emergency treatment of injuries is an ability that every qualified relic hunter must master, and it is also a required course during the training of the "old tune group".
"Hold on." Jiang Baimian said simply, and started the initial rescue on the spot.
As soon as she finished speaking, she glanced sideways at Shang Jianyao:
"Look at the murderer's situation and try to figure out who ordered it."
Shang Jianyao immediately stood up and walked towards the gunman whose blood had been drenched in a large amount.
Jiang Baimian's side first quickly finished injecting the non-card biological agent, then made a cover with the tactical backpack, and took out the walkie-talkie.
"Xiao Bai, you and Genova stay in place, monitor the surroundings, and prevent accidents. Xiaohong, you drive to the intersection in front, but don't rush over, wait for my follow-up notification." Jiang Baimian quickly arranged The task of the other three members of the "Old Tune Group".
A few meters away, Shang Jianyao squatted on the edge of the blood, looked at the man in the tattered shirt, and said in Honghe:
"What are your last words?"
The man had an ordinary Honghe face. He had just woken up from the coma brought on by the severe pain.
His grey trousers were extremely tattered, completely blood-stained.
As a gunman, he has seen too many deaths of his companions. Although he is not reconciled to his own ending, he is not surprised at all.
He wanted to shut his mouth and wait for the moment when his life ended, but for some reason, he suddenly felt that he should say something and should not just die like this.
"I, I just, collect money to do things." He said with difficulty.
"Who ordered you?" Shang Jianyao remained in a squatting position.
He did not attempt to inject the gunman with a non-carrying biological agent to treat the wound.
The gunman gradually entered a state of dying, with a mentality of dragging a person to hell when he died, and replied weakly:
"Yes, it's old K..."
He slowly closed his eyes, breathing out more and inhaling less.
Shang Jianyao stood up and walked back to Jiang Baimian.
Jiang Baimian had preliminarily treated Garibaldi's wound, raised the back of his hand, wiped his forehead, and said in gray:
"Fortunately, you didn't hit the heart directly. As long as the doctor is qualified, you should not die."
Hearing the words "a qualified doctor", "Garibaldi"'s expression changed, and he didn't seem so confident.
There are really fewer qualified doctors these days.
Of course, thanks to the chaotic environment, there are more doctors than qualified doctors dealing with gunshot wounds.
Jiang Baimian immediately turned his head and looked at Shang Jianyao, who was squatting down:
"What's the gain?"
"It was said that it was ordered by someone named Old K." Shang Jianyao relayed the gunman's words.
Hearing the name "Old K", "Garibaldi"'s expression changed again.
Jiang Baimian didn't point it out, and instead asked him:
"Are we going to take you directly and find a doctor, or leave you here and let the sheriff take over?"
"Garibaldi" hesitated for two seconds:
"Stay here.
"But remember to inform the company that I was shot."
Well, there must be more than one intelligence officer in the first city of the company. "Garibaldi" has many companions, so we don't need to worry about it... Jiang Baimian quickly put back the various tools for wound treatment into the tactical backpack.
She and Shang Jianyao waited for nearly a minute before the sheriff arrived late with seven or eight subordinates.
"Are you friends?" the sheriff looked at "Garibaldi" on the ground and asked in the accented Red River language.
He has an impressive physique. Except that he does not grow up, he extends from front to back, left and right.
He wasn't too fat, just thick shoulders and broad body like a wall.
"No." Jiang Baimian, who had been disguised, shook his head without hesitation, "We were in a roadside cafe, eh, that house, a coffee-drinking relic hunter, saw this person was injured, and came out to do it. First aid, sir, you know, it's an essential skill for our ruin hunters."
"Yes, yes." Shang Jianyao nodded in agreement.
The sheriff who looked like a wall looked down at "Garibaldi":
"Your first aid skills are not bad.
"However, I still have to go back to the police station with me to record a statement. Also, if I didn't pay for the coffee, I'll go back and make it up now."
"We paid when we ordered." Jiang Baimian wanted to say that we are not the ones who eat Bawang's meal.
Shang Jianyao pulled the topic aside:
"Maybe the boss will waive the bill because of our righteous deeds."
He wanted to say "righteousness and courage", but for a moment he forgot what the corresponding phrase in Honghe dialect was, so he could only use "righteous deeds" instead.
The sheriff ignored him, and while taking two people to check the gunman's body, he asked other subordinates to ask bystanders in the surrounding shops and the onlookers on the roadside to collect more clues.
In the process, he did not forget to ask a vigilante to drive Garibaldi to the nearest hospital.
"It's very well-organized..." Jiang Baimian praised in a low voice.
She found that the "prime city" was not too degenerate, and there were still many talents at the grassroots level.
"Yeah, his most sensible move was not to respond to my words." Shang Jianyao agreed.
Because all the witnesses confirmed that Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao went out from the cafe later to rescue the injured, they were “expelled” from the police station after they recorded their statements, and they did not manage dinner.
They also learned that the sheriff's name was Wall, who seemed to be descended from a noble family.
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In the Red Giant Wolf District, in the previous rental house, the five "Old Tune Team" reunited again.
"Who did it?" Long Yuehong asked impatiently.
"It was ordered by a man named Old K. I don't know why, but I just need to report it to the company." Jiang Baimian smiled and said, "I see the appearance of 'Garibaldi', and I suspect it is a personal grievance."
"He looks okay, maybe he robbed the other party's wife." Shang Jianyao made a guess.
Long Yuehong muttered:
"And not everyone is Weller."
Weller is Redstone's forensic doctor, a playboy who once seduced his boss's wife and had to flee.
"But there are many such people," Genova told the truth.
Jiang Baimian cleared his throat, took out the pieces of paper given by "Garibaldi" and said:
"It's none of our business anyway, Lao Ge, let's project it out, and let's watch this information together."
Because he had already browsed the test report of the cigarette butts, Jiang Baimian focused his attention this time on the assassination of the elder Sols by the real "priest" and the current political situation in the "First City".
Sols was targeted by "anti-intellectualism" because he advocated civic education. As a veteran, he certainly did not lack protection, and the method of the real "priest" is still his habit of attacking the east and the west. After thinking that he was out of danger and relieved, he suddenly appeared and completed the harvest under the weakened security force.
The key to the success of that assassination was surprise. The elders of the "First City" learned their lesson and strengthened measures in particular.
Since then, several sporadic actions of "anti-intellectualism" have failed.
In the current situation of the "First City", Jiang Baimian noticed that the contradiction between the reformists and the conservatives was indeed intensified. The latter's chief consul Beuris wanted to keep the elder Varo, while the former's representative Gaius was aggressive. .
It was mainly two people who kept the two sides from tearing their faces. One was General Phokas, who led the operation of Zhao Family Manor, and the other was Inspector Alexander.