If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 61 Prelude to the War
"Should we block the hospital? We can contact the Mayor of Chicago to apply for the right to block as soon as possible." Gloria took out her mobile phone.

"No, no, it will make him terrified of our energy." Schneider stopped her, stepped over the cordon and walked into the ward. His iron-grey eyes swept the details of every room coldly, and finally he was pacing. Between steps, he stopped in front of the curtain in the corner of the room.

Seeing where Schneider was standing, Gloria and Ryder subconsciously reached out and touched the gun under the windbreaker. This ward is facing the sun, so the curtains were thick printed thick cloth curtains, and the curtains fell to the ground and hid a person behind them. Is that enough?Could it be that the murderer is really confident to such a degree, or that the previous Chicago PD business ability has eaten shit to the point where even the prisoners hiding at the scene can't find it?
Schneider opened the curtain expressionlessly, and there was no bloodthirsty murderer hiding behind him. A dead head was lying where he touched.

That was Andrew's head.

"I was kicked here." Schneider looked back at the position of the corpse, and then looked up at the bloody ceiling: "After beheading him, the murderer kicked his head into this corner like a ball, and his neck The spray of blood covered up the rolling blood, and the Chicago PD people didn't dare to move our site so they didn't find it here."

The anger in Gloria and Ryder's eyes almost turned into reality. A commissioner of the executive department should not be treated like this before or after his death. The murderer expressed incomparable contempt for Andrew after killing him!

"This is a good thing, gentlemen." Schneider lowered the curtain to cover the head as if to give him rest, he raised his head and glanced coldly at the two of them: "This kind of contempt means that our enemies do not know about us. Real wrist and strength, so even if we don't block this hospital after tonight, he won't choose to flee in a hurry, but will wait until he is satisfied to peel the face of his prey with his own hands, then he will choose to leave here to find the next one. Target."

"Minister, what should we do?" Gloria asked in a low voice, her fingers trembling slightly, not in fear but in anger.

"Although he unknowingly expressed contempt for the commissioner of the executive department, this kind of person is very suitable for public execution." Schneider said: "Notify the college headquarters and say that the freshman war practice class can start early. "

"War practice class?" Both Ryder and Gloria were stunned.

"You seem to have a lot of doubts, didn't you take a war practice class in your freshman year?" Schneider glanced at the two and asked plainly.

"No, it's just that the target of this mission is too dangerous? Andrew can be regarded as a senior commissioner, but he only had time to fire a shot in the face of the murderer, and he probably missed it." Ryder tried to dissuade Schneider from taking the murderer. Dangerous ideas for hands-on training for freshmen.

"No, it's not empty." Schneider interrupted Ryder, his eyes fixed on the ceiling: "Look above."

Ryder and Gloria raised their heads subconsciously. When they carefully examined where Schneider was staring with their excellent eyesight, they were surprised to find that there was a dark bullet hole in the ceiling.

"He didn't shoot in the air, but he only had time to shoot in the air before he died." Schneider looked down at the headless corpse and said lightly: "The moment he stepped into the house, he knew that he was dead, dodge. He knew that the only thing he could do was not to save his own life, but to save the life of the girl in the room."

"So he used the only shot he could fire to fire a warning shot, gave up self-defense and attracted the security guards on the night watch, and saved the life of the girl in the ward, otherwise the murderer would have a lot of time to strip him after killing him. Get off the girl's face and escape from here." Schneider lowered his eyes slightly.

After taking a deep breath, Ryder and Gloria let out a heavy breath. They seemed to be able to feel the last awakening left by the man on the ground in this slaughterhouse-like ward.

"If that's the case, the freshman should not be included in it. When Andrew was tracking, the executive department estimated that the opponent was a 'B'-level hybrid, but now it seems that the enemy is likely to have reached the 'A' level. This task should be handled solely by the executive department commissioner, it is too dangerous for a freshman to meddle in!" Gloria whispered.

"No, it's decided like this. I said that the goal of this mission is suitable for public execution." Schneider said coldly. Gloria wanted to say something, but after seeing the determination in the eyes of the executive department, she finally chose silence.

"Minister, the victim in Ward 303 on the fourth floor seems to be a little more awake." At this time, a commissioner reported on the channel in the headset.

"Coming soon." Schneider pressed the headset and replied in a deep voice.

Ryder stood up from the corpse, Gloria stepped sideways to get out of the way, Schneider stepped over the headless corpse and walked out the door, and suddenly asked, "Does anyone know where his hometown is before stepping out of the door with one foot. ?"

"Andrew?" Gloria paused and looked back at the corpse on the ground and replied softly, "I remember it was in Honduras. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with coral reefs, whale sharks, and seahorses. It is a place where spring flowers bloom."

After listening, Schneider nodded without saying a word, and left the ward in silence.

Leaving Gloria and Andrew, Schneider walked through the corridor from the elevator to the fourth floor. The lights in many wards on the fourth floor were lit. The patients who were supposed to be asleep seemed to be woken up by the noise brought by the Chicago Police Department. There was a lot of discussion, and they looked at the end of the corridor with their heads probed. Schneider who got down from the elevator did not attract attention. Occasionally, people glanced at him and thought that he was an ordinary patient who was dragging the oxygen cylinder cart.

Schneider walked all the way through the crowd to the end of the corridor, where several men in black trench coats were guarding the door of a ward. After seeing him, they bowed their heads and moved out of the way. The corridor has been paying attention to the patients here. He also watched in amazement as Schneider, who was more like a seriously ill patient than a detective, jumped over the stern black super.

"Are people inside?" Schneider asked coldly, standing in front of the door.

"Yes, she has regained some composure." The gatekeeper nodded.

Schneider nodded and pushed open the door of the ward. He looked up at the hospital bed inside. The moment he saw the girl sitting on the bed, the iron-blooded executive director was obviously stunned for a moment.

Because at this moment, Schneider probably understood why the prisoner was so persistent in taking risks and leaving alive only to wait for the next visit. The reflection in his iron-grey eyes was enough to make the whole hospital dark at night. A bright and beautiful face has said it all.

That's right, with this girl alone, the blood-faced killer will definitely come back.

But at that time, the executive department will inevitably let him use his life to pay for the provocation of the secret party's authority and the desecration of the dead.

(End of this chapter)