A hotel is a hotel after all.
The difference between it and home is that
If you stay in a hotel for a long time, you will get bored;
Now, you will never get tired of living here for a lifetime.
We have been staying in this hotel for more than ten days. It is comfortable. After all, this is the biggest benefit we have received in the company since we joined the library.
It’s just that everyone was confined to the hotel, and the boss and the Taoist priest didn’t know what the situation was.
It is impossible to truly relax and enjoy the sun, beach and sea without any worries.
Lawyer An knocked on the door of Lao Zhang's room, holding a lot of jade in his hand.
A few days after the little boy was cheated by the jade shop opposite the hotel, Lawyer An stepped in.
He was an expert in jade, and with some hypnosis techniques, he was able to buy up basically all the jade pieces of genuine quality at the bottom of the jade shop's cabinet, at extremely low prices.
You cheated and deceived my friend first, so I am just giving him a taste of his own medicine, and no one can find fault with it.
Besides, Lawyer An never claimed to be a good person, and he and Feng Si had partnered up to do a lot of evil things, such as framing loyal officials and deceiving superiors and subordinates.
These jade articles,
Anyone who sees it can share.
After Lao Zhang opened the door, Lawyer An was somewhat surprised to find that there was someone sitting in Lao Zhang's room.
He was about 40 years old, with a clear scar on his face, which looked like it was caused by a gunshot wound.
To be honest, this kind of scar is the most manly thing there is. You don’t even need to take off your clothes or pants, everyone can see it when you walk on the street.
Moreover, scars left by bullets sound much more impressive than "I used to fight in Causeway Bay".
Some people even say that tattoos, to a certain extent, are a continuation of human obsession with "scars".
"Lao Zhang, a friend?"
Lao Zhang nodded, "Qin Sheng, from Hainan."
After that,
Lao Zhang turned around again and pointed at Lawyer An and said:
"My friend, his last name is An, he's a lawyer."
"Hello."
"Hello."
Lawyer An and Qin Sheng shook hands. At this point, there was naturally no need to divide the jade artifacts they brought.
The other person's temperament is obviously that of a policeman.
Moreover, Lao Zhang is not the same Lao Zhang as before. This Qin Sheng should know the former friend of Lao Zhang's body.
It's hard for Lao Zhang to deal with it as another person for such a long time.
At this time, Qin Sheng's cell phone rang. He picked it up and hung up.
"Something happened at the First Municipal Hospital. I have to go there. Want to come with me?"
For Qin Sheng, when the two of them were drug enforcement officers together in the early years, they had a true life-and-death friendship. Later, Qin Sheng was injured, not only in the face, but also in the body. After recovering from his injury, he retired from the front-line drug enforcement work and returned to Sanya, doing the same job as Lao Zhang.
Lao Zhang was a little hesitant because Lawyer An had said before that it would be best for everyone not to run around outside for a while and to wait for the final news from the boss and others.
The reason why he met Qin Sheng was because Lao Zhang was eating noodles in a small noodle restaurant outside the hotel at noon and caught a pickpocket. When the police came, Qin Sheng recognized him at a glance.
Since I was bored anyway, I went back to the hotel with the other person to chat and listen to the story of this body's past.
"go."
What surprised Lao Zhang was that Lawyer An made the word "go" with his lips.
"Okay, let's go and take a look together."
"Okay, I'll go down and start the car first, you change your clothes and go directly to the hotel entrance."
Qin Sheng left first.
Old Zhang looked at Lawyer An with some doubt, "Can I go?"
"Go ahead."
"But we don't know what's going on with the boss yet. If I go out rashly, will... "
Lawyer An yawned, rolled his eyes at Lao Zhang, and said:
“It is precisely because we are still unclear about the future of our bookstore that we need to be politically correct.”
“… …” Lao Zhang.
… … …
"Oops, we went the wrong way. We went the wrong way."
The old Taoist slapped his forehead. He was pressed by the opponent for several times and he was a little flustered in dealing with it, which directly turned him into the embarrassing situation of a general pulling out his car.
"I lose this time. Admit defeat. Admit defeat. Try again. Try again."
Knowing his opponent's level, the old Taoist simply admitted defeat and did not expect any comeback.
The masked young man just nodded slightly and started placing his chess pieces again.
Whatever he did, he seemed to be so slow and orderly.
The lame man was still sitting on the bed next to him, watching the two people in front of him playing chess. He didn't look at his phone or watch TV, but he didn't feel bored.
At this time,
The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.
The first to come in were two younger men.
Holding a short stick in his hand.
"The lame one, which one, this one!"
"Hit me!"
Without saying a word, he started to deal with the guys.
The lame man sitting on the bed turned his head blankly.
"Bang!"
The leader kicked the lame man.
The lame man fell to the ground, and the people behind him followed him, surrounding him and starting punching and kicking him.
"I told you not to pay back the money!"
"I told you to play missing!"
"I told you not to lie to our leader!"
"Don't fight, don't fight, someone will die."
The old Taoist immediately got out of bed to pull the person away.
In contrast to Lao Dao's performance,
The masked young man who was obviously with the lame man just sat cross-legged on the hospital bed, his face still expressionless, and he didn't say a word.
To be honest, if the old Taoist priest had not been admitted to the hospital, even though these thugs all had weapons in their hands, it would not be a big deal to knock them down directly when they were one against three.
The old Taoist does have some skills.
But you came to the hospital with a car accident, a fall, and food poisoning. Even the strongest person would be exhausted by you.
Someone next to me pushed him.
“Mind your own business!”
The old Taoist's feet are weak.
He fell back onto the bed.
"Don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me!"
The old Taoist is a warm-hearted person who is always willing to help others. After being pushed down, he immediately got up and continued to pull people up.
"If you hit someone again, you will beat me to death. Something bad will happen."
The old Taoist pounced on a gangster.
This gangster was the only one holding a switchblade, the others only had steel sticks at most.
Of course, he didn't dare to really do it.
Beating someone up and leaving him with a bruised face and some broken bones is fine, but this knife has more symbolic meaning.
It’s a bit like the generals in ancient island countries who liked to hold fans during wars.
But the old Taoist pushed
It was well-intentioned.
Unexpectedly, the young man slipped and lost his balance, and fell forward after being pushed by the old Taoist.
"puff!"
Switchblade in hand,
It stabbed directly into the lame man's neck.
“… … ” Lame man.
For a moment, blood splattered.
The knife-wielding thug was stunned.
The thugs around were also confused.
The masked young man reached out and picked up a piece of fruit that the lame man had cut and placed next to him, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.
… …
The gate of the First Municipal Hospital was just ahead, and many police cars had already driven in.
Sitting in the co-pilot seat, Lao Zhang heard the initial feedback from Qin Sheng's subordinates on the intercom.
Somewhat surprised:
"Someone still dares to be so arrogant at this moment, is he crazy?"
Lao Zhang knew about Tongcheng. In the past, the boss and his subordinates of the loan sharks all went on a trip and didn't dare to go home.
The security department of the demolition company is completely deserted and they don’t dare to keep anyone.
But here, someone actually dares to lead his men to rush into the hospital in broad daylight
This behavior is comparable to transporting coal from the Northeast to sell in Shanxi.
"If you have a good brain, you won't be a gangster."
Qin Sheng smiled.
After getting off the car,
Lao Zhang also went down with them.
Go up,
The thugs were already being forced to squat against the wall with their heads pressed down, all handcuffed.
When they saw someone being killed, they were actually already panicking. Then when they saw the police appear, no one dared to resist and they all raised their hands in surrender.
"Did someone die?" asked Lao Zhang.
"We are still rescuing him." Qin Sheng replied. His expression was no longer as relaxed as before.
If it was just a provocation before, the situation would still be controllable, just like watching an experienced baby coming to your door.
Now the situation is different.
"Take everyone away, collect evidence as quickly as possible, clean up the scene, and do not disrupt the normal operations of the hospital."
"Yes, Captain."
"Where did you stab?" asked Lao Zhang.
If he had only stabbed his arm or leg, Qin Sheng wouldn't have been so serious.
Qin Sheng turned his head and looked at Lao Zhang.
He poked his neck with his finger.
"here."
"here?"
Lao Zhang also touched his neck.
"It's penetrated."
"Wearing it?"
"Um."
"Still rescuing?"
"Yes, we are still rescuing them."
Lao Zhang didn't know what to say.
I can only sigh subconsciously:
"It's really the blessing of the Bodhisattva."
… … …
Ward 1214,
The door of the ward was closed.
The air-conditioning temperature is just right.
The window was opened slightly to keep the air circulating.
Boss Zhou, sweating all over, crawled from under the bed on this side to under the bed on the opposite side with great difficulty.
Just a few meters away,
It seemed as if he had been crawling for a whole century.
At this time,
Zhou Ze held on to his body which was already beginning to spasm.
Raise your hand,
Trying to reach the button above.
once,
twice,
three times,
“Bang!”
Unable to reach, unreachable, his arm fell to the ground somewhat weakly.
Zhou Ze was lying on his back.
His chest kept rising and falling, but only extremely hoarse sounds came out of his throat.
His whole body was already soaked with sweat.
His face was as pale as paper.
Zhou Ze has tried his best.
But the problem is that the button for calling the nurse station is designed to be a little high. Actually, it is not that high, but it is convenient for patients to press it while lying in bed...
Boss Zhou gave up.
Just then,
Zhou Ze suddenly felt something blocking him from under him.
Hard,
Icy,
Reaching down with difficulty,
Boss Zhou's expression immediately became even uglier.
In the trouser pocket of the hospital gown,
He reached for his cell phone.
“… …” Zhou Ze.