Zhang Feng squatted near Building 10 for more than half an hour, and found that if he didn't go in yet, he couldn't take it by force, so he had to take it out of his wits!
If you take it forcefully, it will immediately attract all the forces, including the police.
If that was the case, Zhang Feng's lurking these days would be in vain and he would fall into passivity.
The louder the noise, the more detrimental it is to his actions. This is not in line with Zhang Feng's formal style. He always tries his best to get things done as quietly as possible. He is in the dark, and the initiative rests with him. in hand.
So, this time it’s better to outsmart him!
Zhang Feng took out his mobile phone and typed a few words: "Stay where you are!" and then sent a group message.
There are only a few of them in the chat group, why would they use this? Because if you use a walkie-talkie, the other party will search for the channel. Even if the other party cannot break the channel, it will already let them know that a group of people with bad intentions are approaching nearby, and they will become alert.
Using online chat software is much more hidden.
At this moment, Zhang Feng was resting in a car near Building 10, lighting a cigarette.
Because there are many people like this near the hospital, all of whom are family members of patients accompanying them.
No one pays attention to a car where ordinary people are sleeping in it.
Zhang Feng kept squinting his eyes until he sent a message to them at midnight asking them to rest on the spot, and then he fell asleep.
Zhang Feng woke up before it was dark, but did not get out of the car. Instead, he quietly looked at the people around the building. Except for the doctors and nurses who were coming and going from the patients' families, and the few people at Solomon who were changing shifts, there was no one. Someone else.
Zhang Feng noticed that the trash can under the building was full, and suddenly a plan came to his mind. Not long after, a man in his fifties wearing a peaked cap came out with two large black garbage bags and went to the trash can. Organize and classify garbage.
It was a coincidence that his body shape was almost the same as mine, but he was a little hunched over and his movements were slow and heavy.
But this is not difficult for Zhang Feng to imitate!
In another fifteen minutes, a garbage truck will come here to take away the garbage.
Zhang Feng smiled and took out his mobile phone to send them a message: "Go back and be back at your original position at five o'clock tomorrow morning!"
After sending the message, I put my phone away and left here!
Go to the back door of the hospital and wait. After the cleaner comes out, follow him up.
He lives alone in an old house more than a thousand meters away from the hospital. He is probably a bachelor, and he is also addicted to smoking.
Zhang Feng thought of it, went to get some things, put them in the cigarette, and then casually discarded them at his door. Zhang Feng sat in the corner and waited.
After waiting for more than half an hour, he opened the door and came out. At a glance, he saw the discarded cigarette on the ground. It was still intact. He was overjoyed. He picked it up and put it in his mouth. He took out a lighter to light the cigarette. His hands were shaking a little, but he lit it anyway. Well, I took a deep breath and sprayed it out, feeling ethereal.
After taking two puffs, he returned to the room and forgot to close the door.
Zhang Feng shook his head helplessly. Things were progressing too smoothly. It seemed that this old man was an addict.
What Zhang Feng threw there was good cigarettes with added ingredients.
In less than two minutes, the room became completely quiet before Zhang Feng slowly walked in.
This is a house of less than forty square meters, with only simple and shabby furniture. The old man cleaner lay on the shabby bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Zhang Feng fiddled around inside for a few minutes and took what he needed, including his changed work clothes, work permit, hat, and mobile phone.
The cleaner's name was Gudean, and he saw many photos on the wall, all of which were of a pretty girl, dying on the hospital bed, and then in the cemetery.
Presumably it was his daughter who died of illness in the hospital, and he worked here!
He is a person with a story.
Zhang Feng dropped two hundred dollars on him as payment, then walked out and closed the door.
He will sleep well here for two days and one night until Zhang Feng finishes the matter, which is tomorrow morning.
The next morning, Zhang Feng appeared under Building No. 10 very early. He was holding a garbage collection tool in his hand. His back was slightly hunched, his steps were heavy, and his face was already covered with makeup. He looked very much like Gudean. This was enough. .
Who would take a second look at the cleaner
Fan Yongxi and Xu Wenhao were already on standby at their positions. They took a long black leather suitcase filled with equipment.
Originally, they wanted to go in with Zhang Feng, but Zhang Feng refused because the goal was too big with too many people.
Zhang Feng wanted to control Solomon in his ward and disintegrate the enemy from within. Zhang Feng liked to do this and get the maximum reward at the minimum cost.
What is this called? Artists are bold!
Zhang Feng, who had just arrived to collect garbage in the corner of the first floor, felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.
Zhang Feng took it out and read it. It was a message from Fan Yongxi: Brother Feng, the policewoman Alice is here. She is alone. She may be going to Solomon.
Zhang Feng replied with one word: Yes!
What is she here for? So reckless, can the case be completed? The female traffic policeman Zhang Feng beat up on the roadside last time was the police beauty of the Roman City police force. She was her.
Zhang Feng only found out about this afterwards.
I hope she doesn't ruin her career.
"Hey, Good morning, you got a new phone!"
Suddenly, a male doctor next to Zhang Feng said. Zhang Feng lowered his head slightly, but he was still able to catch the doctor. He was holding a small bag of garbage in his hand. Zhang Feng said nothing and put the phone back, thinking something bad in his heart. He probably couldn't tell.
Zhang Feng took the garbage in his hand and continued to collect it with his head down.
"Gudian, you can go to Ward 1001 on the 11th floor to pick up the garbage later. They are the ones who specialize in making garbage. There is so much garbage in less than a day!" said the male doctor.
Zhang Feng smiled inwardly, this was good news, because that was Solomon's ward.
Zhang Feng nodded to the male doctor and said nothing.
"Oh, Gudian, your daughter..."
When the male doctor said this, Zhang Feng turned around and left, seemingly very sad. The male doctor sighed, shook his head and left. Gu'an's temper was still the same.
This is Zhang Feng's step into the role of the janitor Gu'an, and he plays it very well.
In this way, Zhang Feng did not go straight to the eleventh floor, but cleaned up the garbage layer by layer, as clean as usual.
More than an hour later, Zhang Feng finally arrived at the eleventh floor and happened to meet the doctor just now. He complained: "Gudean, why did you come here? There is a lot of garbage here, including in the ward. The patient has rested, please be gentle!”
Zhang Feng nodded.