Chapter 199 A Letter

Dean and Phil. Nanke shook hands and said in panic, "I'm the dean. You came just in time. This patient was only admitted to our hospital last night. Our doctor has operated on him overnight. He was seriously injured and his arm could not be preserved and needed to be amputated. We will wait for the family to sign. Not long ago, when the nurse gave him an injection, she found that he was dead. As soon as the dean saw these "big officials" with epaulettes on his shoulders, he knew that the comers were not ordinary people.

Fell. Nanke took out his ID and said, "I'm XX military adviser. Please block the scene and leave the matter here to me."

The dean waved his hand and sent away the medical staff who were huddled at the door and the patients wandering nearby.

"John, I'm sorry I'm late!" Rose called in a low voice, "You're so stupid. You're still so young, aren't you just wasting an arm? You still have your left hand. You can shoot with your left hand. It's all my fault. I'm too careless. I should stay with you."

"Papa", clear tears rolled down from the delicate face. Rose cried in a low voice.

"No way?" Locke was surprised.

"Isn't that enough?" Phil. Nanke stared incredulous eyes and stammered, "He...he committed suicide? Just because one hand was wasted? You can still be a one-armed hero without an arm.

"You...it's all you, you killed John!"

"Brush", Rose pulled out the dagger in the boots and suddenly crossed Phil. On Nanke's neck. The beautiful police officer's eyes spewed anger, "I want you to pay John for his life!"

"Wangle", Edipps pointed * to Rose, "If you dare to touch the master's hair, I will immediately break your head!"

Fell. Nanke waved his hand to Edipps and motioned him to put down his gun.

"Hmm!" A trace of anger flashed in his brown eyes, and Edips snorted coldly, which reluctantly put down the gun in his hand.

Fell. Nanke glanced at the deceased, and his eyes stayed on John's chest for a moment. A cold look flashed in his amber eyes, Phil. Nanke said coldly, "Kill it. I said, my life is yours. Since you want it, just take it. But I can guarantee that you will definitely regret killing me."

"Miss I regret that I didn't put you on the spot earlier!" The beautiful police officer gritted her teeth, and her turquoise eyes were full of hatred.

"Don't, don't, calm down, calm down, okay?" Locke was very anxious, "How can John commit suicide? He must have been murdered. Miss Rose, you are a police officer. Take a good look and look for clues. How can you insist that he committed suicide?

"Don't you have eyes? Didn't you see it? The dagger inserted in John's chest is exactly the same as the one in my hand. It is John's dagger, a police dagger uniformly equipped for us by the organization, with the emblem of ICPO. If you hadn't humiliated and hurt him and caused him to be disabled, how could he not think about it? There were tears in her big turquoise eyes, and the beautiful police officer scolded fiercely.

"This...this..." The reason of the beautiful police officer seemed to be sufficient, and Locke didn't know how to refute it. He was anxious and angry, and he was already sweating profusely. Urgent, because he was worried that the beautiful police officer's dagger would be pulled down, so he was eager to find any evidence to prove that John did not commit suicide. He was angry because he saw Phil. Nanke had an expression of "save his body for righteousness" and was willing to die under the peony flower. Locke is spinning around. Ding, there was a strange sound under his feet.

"What is this?" Locke lowered his head and found a shiny metal piece on the soles of his feet. He picked up the metal piece and raised it in front of the beautiful police officer. "Isn't this a hidden weapon hidden in the 'soul*'? What's the name of...? Locke patted his head and thought fiercely.

Fell. Nanke glanced at the thing and said coldly, "There is nothing to complain about."

"Show me." Rose stared at Phil fiercely. Nanke glanced at it, put away the dagger and took over "Ku Wu". "This thing should be a hidden weapon. How do you know that it calls Ku Wu?" Rose looked at Phil doubtfully. Nanke.

"I don't believe to search on Baidu. Really, my hair is long and short-sighted!" Phil. Nanke muttered angrily. He felt ashamed when he was put a knife around his neck by Interpol and a female criminal policewoman.

"You...huh!" Rose was so angry that she raised the metal sheet and was about to fall to the floor. The sunlight shining through the skylight shone on the metal sheet.

"Huh? There seems to be blood stains on it. Rose widened her eyes and brought the metal pieces closer. She could see more clearly. There were indeed a few dark red blood stains on the cross-shaped pointed corners, "Who is this thing?"

Fell. Nanke glanced at the beautiful police officer without saying a sound, because he was very annoyed.

"Come and have a look." Locke suddenly shouted.

Everyone squeezed into the hospital bed when they heard the sound.

Locke shouted excitedly: "Look, John's left hand and right hand. His left hand was injured and should have been scratched. Looking at this dagger, almost all of them have not entered the chest except for the outer handle. Look at his right hand. His right hand has been bandaged by the doctor, and the dean said that his arm can't be preserved and needs to be amputated. How can such hands hold a dagger? How can you have so much power to stab a dagger into your chest? And it's so deep."

Edips cast an approving look at Locke and said, "That's right. In my experience, this hidden weapon should have been shot through the skylight. John is an Interpol, and he should be able to avoid it with his skills. Presumably, he was injured and it was inconvenient to move. He wanted to catch the hidden weapon. Maybe the wound was painful or he was not used to receiving the hidden weapon with his left hand, so he didn't catch it. The hidden weapon scratched his hand. Seeing that the hidden weapon did not kill the target, the killer broke into the window, killed him with John's dagger, and then put his hands on it, creating an illusion of suicide. However, he didn't know that John's right arm was disabled, so he left a flaw.

Breaking the window? Several pairs of eyes looked at each other, and everyone looked up at the window, and then some had some heads and shook their heads.

Locke said, "It shouldn't have come in through the window. Look, the window is plugged in from the inside. Besides, after the killer murdered John, it was impossible to insert the window back, unless he went out of the door, or the medical staff found the open window and plugged it in.

"No, your inference is too doubtful." Rose shook her head and said, "John's hands can pick up the hidden weapon, even if he is injured and slow to catch the hidden weapon, which also means that he has found the killer. But there is no trace of struggle here, and John died peacefully. This shows that he was assassinated defenselessly.

"Yes, he should have been assassinated without defense." Phil. Nanke raised his finger to John's chest, "Look, judging from the blood flow in his chest and the degree of blood coagulation, John should not die for more than an hour. The killer probably came in disguised as a medical staff and stabbed the dagger into his chest while he was not paying attention.

"Yes, just block the hospital and search the medical staff, right?" Locke suddenly realized.

"Well, this reason makes sense. But it has been so long, and the killer has already fled. Do you think he will stay here and wait for you to be captured? Alas!" Rose sighed.

This lament was sad and resentful, and Phil could hear it. Nanke's heart trembled.

John, I'm sorry, I hurt you. Don't worry, I will definitely catch the murderer and smash him. I owe you an arm and a life, but I can't return it to you now. I want to keep this life for you to pay off your blood debt. Rest in peace! May your soul ascend to heaven as soon as possible. Phil. Nanke reached out to close John's half-open eyes.

"Oh, what is this?" Phil. Nanke found something in John's shirt pocket, which was a corner of the paper thing. He pulled it out and unfolded it. It's a delicate letter. Phil. Nanke quickly glanced at it, with a few lines written in English:

January 1, 2011

Dear Rose,

If I die one day, I hope you can see this letter. You always ask me to call you sister, you know? I don't want to call it that. I really don't want to do it at all. I just want to call you dear Rose. Do you know? Dear Rose, during my training in Alaska, I wanted to be a deserter and escape from that devilish area many times. However, I saw you, a girl can receive devilish training, why can't I? So, I gritted my teeth and persisted.

Dear Rose, do you know? I stayed in ICPO because I fell in love with you.

Dear Rose, if I die one day, I hope to die in your arms, and I hope my hand can be held in your palm. Oh, honey, please don't close my eyes. I want to look at you in heaven...

Love you forever,

John

Do you know? Dear Rose, I chose to write this letter on this day because I want to love you for the rest of my life.

"Show me." Another line of words was not scanned, and the letter was taken away by Rose.

"Dear..." Rose thought it was John's information, but when she found out that it was John's message she wrote to herself, she hurriedly stopped. Looking at it, Rose's eyes turned red.

"Stupid brother, it's my sister. I'm sorry. My sister didn't take good care of you. Whoo-hoo..." Rose fell ill**, clenched John's disabled hand into the palm of her hand, hugged him and cried.

"*! Am I still a man?" "Pang" Phil. Nanke punched the wall.

Locke's heart also trembled, and he saw a red ** from Phil. Nanke's hand flowed down from the back of his hand.

"Head, shall we go out first?" Edips saw a little sign, and he was worried about Phil. Nanke will really cut off his arm on impulse.

Locke hurriedly said, "Let's go and let them stay alone for a while."

"It's gone!" Edipus waved his hand and stood outside the door and followed the gun sergeant guarding the stairs. Everyone surrounded Phil. Nanke left the inpatient department and walked to the door.

Fell. Nanke has a gloomy face. As he walked, he called Dulo. Perez's mobile phone: "Second, go to Manhattan immediately and connect the Hoshino group to me. Keep your hands and feet clean, and be sure to keep chickens and dogs!"