Chapter 38 Above 36 degrees Celsius

Chapter 38 [36 degrees Celsius] (Part I) "You can have a look. If there is no problem, please sign it."

A policeman who looked very young and polite put a recorded confession in front of me.

I didn't raise my hand, but the lawyer next to me picked it up and looked at it carefully, and then gave me a POK look.

I signed my name and handed it to the police.

"If there is any problem, I'm afraid we still need to come to you."

The police put away their confessions.

"I'm very willing to cooperate with the police."

I smiled.

"By the way, I deeply respect your bravery! It's great behind you, which I admire very much.

The police stood up.

I didn't say anything, and the lawyer around me took my place in a professional calm tone: "Okay, my client needs enough rest.

Mr. Officer, if you have no other questions, I think we can leave.

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

Why? Because I am powerful and rich now! God knows, not long ago, I killed a man with my own cruel means on the roof of the police station! But what about now? The police came to my room, first asked for warmth, and then spoke to me politely. After that, I wrote a statement, and the lawyer checked it for me, and I can even ignore these people in uniforms at any time... "I will help you deal with this matter."

The lawyer is a Chinese with yellow skin and a second-generation Chinese immigrant in Canada: "You just need to do as I say.

This matter is not difficult to do.

You are also injured now, and we still have a hospital certificate. At the same time, the explosion case at the police station can also be characterized as the death of the deceased... We are in a favorable position.

The police won't embarrass you..." In fact, I didn't listen to what he said later. I just nodded casually and answered absent-mindedly.

After the lawyer went out, I was still distracted.

What am I thinking? I'm afraid it's a little funny to say it.

I recall that when I was in China, I had no name, no right or money. I was caught in the police station. My cold handcuffs were squatted on the radiator, the basin was filled with cold water, and I was hit with an electric stick... And when I first came to Canada, I was caught in the police station.

I was beaten by the police... What about now? I smiled, a little evil and a little cold.

I'm just lying **.

I killed a person, but the police wanted to see what I looked like.

This is the difference.

After I took a break, Ciro rushed in like a whirlwind and almost knocked down the door of the ward.

Seeing me lying well in **, my eyes are open.

Ciro was relieved and looked at me seriously: "I thought something big happened to you... It scared me. It's like this now.

If you fall down, then everything is over.

I lay in **, but now my heart calmed down.

took a look at Silo: "Do you have any cigarettes?" Yes."

Ciro was so smart that he closed the door and handed me a cigarette.

I took a pleasant breath and said with a smile, "Look, we smoke so fiercely that we will die of lung cancer sooner or later when we get old.

But everyone is dead, decades later.

Either cerebral blood vessels or lung cancer, or other problems... No matter what disease you get at that time, it's all a disease anyway! Anyway, I'm going to die. I'm going to die of lung cancer or other problems. In fact, it's almost the same.

Ciro was a little confused by what I said and looked at me: "What's wrong with you?" I smiled, puffed out of smoke, and looked out of the window: "Look at the sky, is it bright? It's coming, it's coming! Three days at most, the sky in Vancouver is not like this.

Ciro saw that my mood was a little strange. He didn't dare to say anything more. He just sat aside and quietly waited for me to smoke a cigarette.

I threw away the cigarette butt, then pulled out the drops on the back of my hand and sat up.

The ribs still hurt a little, but it can be tolerated.

"Give me the formalities. I'm going to be discharged from the hospital."

I said loudly.

"Are you all right...your injury!" Silo frowned.

I smiled and said, "Hey, have you forgotten the truth of smoking I just said? I'm afraid of bullshit! It's just a little injury. Just put up with it. Isn't it just a little painful?

Besides more, in this situation, brother, it's not that I don't speak well. Without me, I'm worried that I can't play alone.

I barely sat up. Although it hurt a lot, I still smiled, frowned and smiled so much that I felt like a madman.

I pounded Ciro's chest and asked him to help me up.

I changed my clothes in the room, put on my shoes, and put my body on Ciro's body and walked out of the door of the ward.

I saw several brothers standing outside in the corridor.

These are all my direct lines. They all look gloomy and evil. They don't look like good people from a distance. Those nurses and so on are hiding from them.

Seeing that Ciro and I came out, they immediately gathered around. Seeing that I was fine, they were all relieved.

"Okay, don't stand still. My life is so hard that I can't die."

I frowned in pain, but I still laughed loudly.

With a quick response, I quickly found a wheelchair to push me out, but I refused.

"St here and go out."

I said lightly, "Now, in the open and dark, I don't know how many people are staring at us.

When I got home, it hurt so much that I lay down and lay down. It doesn't matter if I roll on the ground.

But outside, I'm going to stand up straight and walk back!" The brothers were speechless. Only Ciro was holding me, and everyone walked behind me and didn't say anything.

The atmosphere made me laugh a little. I turned around and said, "What's wrong? Brother, why are you holding your face... It's like a funeral. I'm not dead yet."

At the end of the corridor, I saw Yang Wei coming head-on.

She looked a little gloomy. Seeing that I had changed my clothes and was held by Ciro, she was immediately a little annoyed. When she came up, she whispered, "Chen Yang! What do you want to do? I said slowly, "Go back.

My injuries are all injuries.

It can be cured in the hospital, and I can treat it when I go back.

I'm stared at here. I don't know how many policemen are waiting outside. What if I don't go back? Yang Wei thought for a moment, sighed, and took over Xi Luo's position. Xi Luo hesitated for a moment and did not refuse. He obediently let Yang Wei take over him and held me.

"Okay, Xiaowu.

I'll take you back... I have something to say to you on the way."

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

Sure enough.

There are indeed police waiting in the hospital. When my local people go through the discharge procedures, there are policemen next to me. They follow me openly, but they do not interfere with my actions.

The only thing that surprised me was.

I got off the elevator and came to the lobby on the first floor of the hospital. I just turned a corner.

I saw that there were a lot of reporters in front of me! Before I could react, there was a flash in front of me... There was a flash of light.

Ciro and the others immediately reacted and flew to stop me, and the police rushed to help stop the reporters.

I looked at Yang Wei strangely: "What's wrong? I'm just a gangster. Why did I get injured and go to the hospital and startle these paparazzi? Yang Wei seemed to smile: "Now it's not as good as Qingshi. These media are staring at the police station. As a result, the police station exploded, and the whole of Canada was shocked! As for you, God knows how these reporters got the inside information... But it may also be a misunderstanding.

There were police officers who were slightly injured in the explosion at the police station.

are all sent to this hospital.

These reporters may not know your identity, or they may have mistook you for a police officer.

I was happy and laughed, "I? The police?" In fact, later, as I guessed, some newspapers really published photos the next day. In the photos, I was being framed, with a solemn and surprised expression... The following text: Police officer injured in the police station bombing..." "I, I'm afraid I have to go back first."

On the way, in Yang Wei's car, her face was gloomy.

"Oh."

I answered vaguely and looked out of the window.

"Hansen, a brain-headed guy, told my family about this place. My uncle just called me and strictly ordered me to go back immediately and not allow me to go through this muddy water."

Yang smiled and said in a disdainful tone, "Hey, he's old and worried that I'll cause trouble outside."

She said this and looked at me. Seeing that I didn't speak, I just looked out of the window: "You... why don't you talk?" I turned my head and looked at her: "You can go back, it's okay.

The current situation is a little messy... The planning stage has passed, and now it's time to work with real knives and guns.

"You...don't mess around!" Yang Wei is awe-inspiring.

There are only two of us in the car. She drives, and I sit next to her.

The front and back of our car are all Ciro's cars.

Yang Wei's bodyguard Hansen didn't know where he had gone.

"That mercenary organization, I asked Hansen carefully, that's a bunch of war tools! A bunch of murderous crazy people.

I think the Vietnamese made a big trouble by themselves this time! This kind of madman is not easy to control at all. Find this kind of person. Be careful, it's easy to send God away! I'd like to give you a suggestion... Let's tolerate the police to carry out a large-scale crackdown first.

This anti-black storm will not be small... But after this incident, other organizations in the underworld must have a great loss. After the event, there will definitely be many forces turning into a vacuum... At that time, you will rise again! Just wait for the cheaper one.

That's when you and the Vietnamese are really dead! Now, you have to be patient! Be careful that the police will sweep you together.

Yang Wei said slowly, "What I'm most worried about is that you are still very impulsive... Those cobras, this kind of mercenary organization, are just passers-by, and they will leave after finishing this ticket.

It is impossible for the Vietnamese to support these expensive thongers all the time..."