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Chapter 201 You really have a problem!

The captain did not make a sound to stop this behavior, so Xu Shuo stepped forward and removed the bloody bandage on Manager Zhang's left arm that was attached to his shoulder.

There was a bloody mess between his shoulders and arms. There was no systematic treatment at all, but the bleeding was simply stopped and the wound was tied up.

"There are medical tools in my suitcase, can you help me get them?" Xu Shuo looked up at the soldier standing behind the chair.

But after he finished speaking, the sergeant in the interrogation room remained silent and turned a deaf ear.

Xu Shuo was helpless, turned his head to look at the captain again, and continued: "I need those tools to check his wounds, and you see that he is bleeding so much, I guess he won't be able to hold on after asking a few words."

Translation: The man may die.

Second translation: I can't support the punishment.

Three translations: Contacting this person can take the opportunity to pass the news.

Four translations: He is an important member of the organization and cannot just watch the other party die.

The captain was indifferent on his face, but he glanced lightly at a soldier at the door, who understood, turned and opened the door and went out.

After a while, Xu Shuo's entire large suitcase was brought over.

He opened the suitcase and took out the carefully wrapped acupuncture needles from the secret pocket. Besides the needles, there were also some light and small scalpels and tweezers inside.

"Who treated this wound for you?" Xu Shuo asked casually while taking tools.

"It's the front desk of the hotel. They have an emergency medicine kit here." Manager Zhang said palely, gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

So, the captain looked at the soldiers at the door again.

The soldier turned and left, and quickly brought over the young lady at the front desk. The receptionist was still holding the medicine box, and she hung her head nervously and afraid, not daring to speak.

She thought it was the guest who was shot and needed help, but when she came in, she saw the elegant man who was about to change rooms was treating the wound.

Xu Shuo stood up with the things in his hands, and said with a warm smile, "I don't have gauze medicinal wine here, I may need to use yours."

"Oh!" The front desk hurriedly handed over the medicine box.

But before Xu Shuo took over, the captain blocked their contact and took the medicine box from the front desk.

The front desk didn't know what was going on, so he could only look at him in bewilderment.

The captain opened the medicine box, checked everything inside with a blank expression, not even letting go of the clean gauze, assuming he could write on it, he didn't stop until all the intact rolls of gauze were removed.

Xu Shuo watched him unpacking things speechlessly, then picked up the medicinal wine on the ground, soaked the cotton ball and pressed it on Manager Zhang's wound.

Manager Zhang suddenly took a deep breath.

"Be patient."

"Thank you..." Manager Zhang's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but he was not only unable to curse, but also thankful.

After washing the blood with medicinal wine, the wound on the arm became clearer.

At that time, the bullet seemed to have grazed his arm, so there was no bullet shavings left. It only lifted off the layer of flesh and blood on the arm, and did not cause serious damage like a cavity, let alone hurt the bone.

At this time, the area around the wound was turned outwards, and it turned dark red after being burned. It looked rather hideous, and blood continued to ooze out.

The captain stood on the side of the chair to watch, staring at the terrible wound but remained silent, like a pervert with some kind of hobby.

Xu Shuo nodded after checking, "It is indeed a gunshot wound, Captain, you..."

"Gunshot wound." The captain said flatly.

"Uh, are the positions the same?" Xu Shuo was taken aback.

"It's too dark, I didn't pay attention."

"..."

This is not the captain's style.

However, he made up the fact that the person he fought with was injured, and even the adjutant was not injured.

As the person involved, Xu Shuo knew better than anyone else, but on the face he looked quite distressed. He frowned and looked at Manager Zhang's wound, as if he was really thinking about the connection.

As for the current party, Manager Zhang's heart skipped a beat.

The conversation between the two seemed endless, but from the point of view of separating the injured from ordinary people in the military area, and focusing on the interrogation of the three seriously injured guests, and thinking about the interrogation of the unlucky ghost just before he was carried out— —

It is not difficult to guess the reason.

I'm afraid that during the power outage, during the scuffle on the second floor, the captain injured someone who escaped, and now he is looking for it.

Coincidentally, he also suffered a gunshot wound to his arm...

Now it sounds like the wound is still in a similar position to the man who escaped from the Captain, so his suspicion is quite high.

damn it!How could it be such a coincidence? !
Manager Zhang curled up his nervous fingers slightly, his expression fluctuated, and when he suddenly noticed that the captain was looking at him, he suddenly became vigilant.

He insisted and said: "Captain, I really stayed in the hotel lobby all the time. After I was injured, there were still a few people standing next to me. They were all businessmen with me. You can ask them."

"Maybe those people are with you." The captain looked at him indifferently.

"Uh, I did know a few people before, after all, my job is here." Manager Zhang gritted his teeth and continued: "But there are still many people around who have seen me, you can ask!"

"It's dark after the power outage, who would really care if that person is you." Du Wei sneered.

"..." Manager Zhang's complexion turned even paler.

"Tell me, what is your purpose." The captain put his hand on his neck, forcing him to raise his chin and look directly at him.

"..." Manager Zhang had nothing to say.

Obviously, he hasn't realized the captain's ability to leverage, let alone his way of thinking.

Because it might have been confirmed that this person was the one who fought against the captain on the second floor, Xu Shuo didn't intervene in the interrogation, let alone exude any extra sympathy.

He calmly took the tools handed over by the front desk, and helped the unlucky ghost who might also undergo a severe torture later to deal with the wound.

The bleeding has been successfully stopped, and the bandage can be put on again after the medicine is applied and the sutures are completed.

But when cutting off the necrotic flesh, Xu Shuo suddenly let out a "huh".

The captain glanced over.

Xu Shuo leaned into his ear and whispered: "Captain, the small wound inside him is neat in some places, which makes me feel like it was scratched by some sharp object. Do you think this is a misunderstanding? The one on the second floor is probably not Him?"

"..."

He pretended to be whispering, but Manager Zhang nearby could hear him clearly!
I misunderstood you @#￥%...#*!
Manager Zhang almost had a heart attack at this moment!
He would rather be mistaken for the person on the second floor than be recognized as having an abnormal wound. It wasn't a gunshot wound!
Although there may be no difference in the results of the two, the biggest problem is that what he has tried so hard to hide may be revealed!
He could justify being regarded as that person. After all, the captain himself said that he didn't remember the exact location of the wound, and at most he suffered a severe beating.

In the end, if you can't ask anything, you may give up.

But if the wound is different—

You obviously injured yourself with a sharp weapon, but why did you disguise yourself as a gunshot wound?

You really have a problem!

This is not a situation that can be skipped after a severe beating, this is the rhythm of beating to death if there is no result!
Manager Zhang glared at the doctor.

From an angle that other people couldn't see, the gentle and elegant young doctor glanced at him, his eyes were meaningful and full of interest.

Manager Zhang: "!!!"

You really have a problem!

　I'm updating on New Year's Eve...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)