Evil Awe-Inspiring

"You can take a look. If there is no problem, please sign it." A policeman who looked very young and polite took the recorded confession in front of me.

I didn't raise my hand, but the lawyer beside me took it up and looked at it carefully before giving me a K look.

I signed my name and gave it to the police.

"If there is any problem, we may need to come to you again." The police closed their confession.

"I would love to cooperate with the police." I smiled.

"By the way, I pay tribute to your bravery! You are great behind me, and that also impresses me." The policeman stood up.

I didn't speak, and the lawyers around me used my professional calm tone: "Well, my client needs enough rest. Mr. Sergeant, if you have no other questions, I think we can leave."

It's as simple as that, I don't even have to spend too much effort.

why? Because I have the power and money now!

God knows, not long ago, I was killing someone with brutal methods on the roof of the police station! But now? The police came to my room, first booed and asked for warmth, and then politely spoke to me. After that, I wrote the confession and the lawyer was on the side to check it.

"I will help you settle this matter." The lawyer is a Chinese, yellow-skinned, second-generation Chinese immigrant in Canada: "You just have to follow me. This matter is not difficult to handle. You also suffer now In case of injury, we still have a hospital certificate. At the same time, the explosion at the police station can be characterized as the deceased's ... We are in a favorable position. The police will not embarrass you ... "

In fact, I didn't listen to what he said later, but just nodded at random, and absently answered two sentences.

After the lawyer went out, I was still thinking.

What am I thinking?

I'm afraid it's funny.

I was thinking that I was in the country when I was unnamed, without power, and without money. I was caught at the police station, cold handcuffs were squatting on a radiator, cold water was in the basin, and I was beaten with an electric baton ... When I was caught in the police station. Beaten by the police ...

now what?

I smiled a little, it was a little evil, a little cold. I was lying in bed. I killed someone, but the police wanted to look at me.

That's the difference.

I rested for a while, and Siro rushed in like a whirlwind, and almost didn't crash the door of the ward.

Seeing that I was lying in bed well, my eyes were open. Siro breathed a sigh of relief and looked at me very seriously: "I thought you had something big ... But it scared me. This is the situation now. If you fall down, everything is over."

I was lying on the bed, but now my heart calmed down. A glance at Siro: "Are there any cigarettes?"

"Have."

Siro was smart enough to close the door and hand me a cigarette.

I took a good sip and smiled: "Look, we smoke so fiercely, we will get old in the future and die of lung cancer sooner or later. But everyone will die a few decades later. Either cerebrovascular or lung cancer, or just Other problems ... no matter what kind of disease you get, are n’t they all diseases anyway! It ’s about to die. It ’s almost the same because of lung cancer or other problems. ”

Siro was a little dazed by what I said, and glanced at me: "What's wrong with you?"

I smiled, spit my cigarette, and looked out the window: "Look at the sky, bright, right? It's coming, it's coming soon! Up to three days, Vancouver is not like this."

Siro saw that my mood was a little weird. He didn't dare say anything, but just sat aside and waited for me to finish smoking a cigarette.

I threw a cigarette **** and then pulled out the drips that were stuck on the back of my hand and sat up. The ribs are still a little painful, but I can bear it.

"Fill me, I'll be discharged." I exclaimed.

"Are you okay ... your injury!" Siro frowned.

I smiled: "Hey, did you forget the reason for the smoking I just said? Afraid of a fart! It hurts a little bit, and the patience is gone, isn't it just a little more painful. Besides, now this situation, brother It ’s not that I do n’t speak well. Without me, I worry that I ca n’t play alone. ”

I reluctantly sat up. Although it hurts, I still smiled, frowning and smiling, making myself feel like a lunatic.

I nudged Siro's chest and asked him to help me up.

I changed clothes in the room, put on my shoes, and put myself on Siro's body and walked out of the door of the ward. I saw several brothers standing outside in the corridor outside. These are my ties, one by one with a dull complexion and a stubborn look. They don't look like good people at a distance, and the nurses or whatever are hiding from them.

When they saw me and Siro come out, they immediately surrounded me, seeing that I was not in the big trouble, they were all relieved.

"Well, don't stand anymore. I'm so hard that I can't die." I frowned, but still laughed aloud. When there was a quick response, I quickly found a wheelchair to push me out, and I refused.

"Stand out." I said lightly: "Now, secretly, I don't know how many people are staring at us. When I get home, it hurts to lie down and roll down and roll on the ground. But outside, I want Stand up straight and go back! "

The brothers were speechless. Only Siro stood by me, and everyone walked behind me without speaking. The atmosphere made me laugh a little bit, and I turned back and laughed: "What's wrong? How many brothers, why are you squinting ... It's like Chuyang, I'm not dead yet."

When he reached the end of the corridor, he saw Yang Wei coming. She looked a little gloomy. Seeing that I changed my clothes and was put on by Siro, she was immediately annoyed, and whispered, "Chen Yang! What do you want to do?"

I slowly said: "Go back. My injuries are all traumas. I can be cured in the hospital, and I can also go back. I was stared at here. I don't know how many policemen are waiting outside. I won't go back. What are you doing? "

Yang Wei thought for a moment, sighed, and took over the position of Siro. Siro hesitated, and did not refuse, and obediently allowed Yang Wei to take his place.

"Well, Xiaowu. I'll take you back ... I still have something to tell you on the way."

I didn't see Hansen following her, but vaguely, I seemed to guess what Yang Wei might want to say to me.

really. There are indeed policemen waiting in the hospital. When my natives went through the discharge procedure, there were policemen next to them. They followed me with a fair and honest attitude, but did not interfere with my actions.

The only thing that surprised me was. Stepping down the elevator and into the first floor lobby of the hospital, I just turned a corner. I saw that there were actually many reporters head on!

Before I could react, I was stunned in front of me ... the flash was on. Siro and the others reacted immediately, flying over and stopping in front of me, and police rushed behind to help stop the reporters.

I looked at Yang Wei strangely: "What's wrong? I'm just a gangster. How did I get hurt when I was admitted to the hospital?"

Yang Wei smiled rather than smiled: "Now it's not as young as these media are staring at the police station. As a result, the police station exploded and the whole of Canada shook! As for you, God knows how these reporters got inside information ... but also It may be a misunderstanding. There were policemen with minor injuries in the explosion at the police station. They were all sent to this hospital. These reporters may not know your identity, or they may have mistaken you as a police officer. "

I was happy and laughed: "Me? Police?"

In fact, it turned out that, as I guessed, the next day there were some photos in the newspapers. The photos showed me being framed with a solemn and surprised expression ... The following text: Police station bombing Police officers were injured ... "

"I'm afraid to go back first." On the road, in Yang Weidi's car, her face was gloomy.

"Oh." I responded vaguely, looking out the window.

"Hanson, a nerdy guy, told my family about this place. My uncle called me just now, and severely ordered me to go back immediately, not allowing me to go to this muddy water." Yang smiled, The tone was a little scornful: "Hey, he's old, and he's worried I'll cause trouble outside."

When she said that, she glanced at me and saw that I didn't speak, but just looked out the window: "You ... why don't you speak?"

I turned my head and looked at her: "Go back ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ It's okay to go back. The situation is a bit messy ... the planning stage has passed, and now it's time to work with real swords."

"You ... don't mess around!" Yang Wei calmly.

The two of us were in the car. She drove and I sat next to her. The front and back of our car are all Siro's cars. Yang Wei's bodyguard Hansen did not know where he had gone.

"That mercenary organization, I asked Hansen carefully, it was a bunch of war tools! A bunch of killing lunatics. I think this time the Vietnamese are having a big trouble by themselves! Such lunatics are not easy to control, Come to this kind of person, please be careful to ask God to send God easily! I'll give you a suggestion ... First tolerate the police to carry out large-scale blackouts. This blackout storm will not be small ... but experienced this incident After that, the other organizations on the underworld must have suffered a lot of losses. After the incident, there will definitely be a lot of forces into a vacuum ... At that time, you will take the lead again! Just wait for the cheap. It is you and Vietnam. When the real sword is really dry! Now, you have to be patient! Be careful the police have swept you together. "Yang Wei said slowly:" My biggest worry is that you are still impulsive ... the cobras, this kind of mercenaries Organizations, just passers-by, they will leave after completing this ticket. Vietnamese cannot always support this expensive thug ... "