Rebirth Hong Kong as a hero

Chapter 324 You Have No Choice

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outside the ward.

The two police officers were originally standing at the door. When they heard the voice inside, they subconsciously glanced back and then looked away.

"Aren't you going to smoke just now?"

Song Zijie's voice came from the ward: "Go, let's watch here."

"Um"

The policeman groaned, watching his companion stretch out two fingers and pinch them in the air:

"Let's go, I'm addicted to cigarettes, go smoke one?!"

"Ah um..."

The companion nodded repeatedly after being stunned for a moment, and the two went to the fire escape one after the other, and quickly left the scene. Those who didn't know were innocent.

In the ward.

The bald man's scream was short and intense, and then his mouth was blocked by a towel, and then he whimpered, his facial features were twisted together, and the expression on his face was ferocious.

"tsk tsk"

Ji Bu's fingers in disposable sterile rubber gloves supported the torn wound on the bald thigh:

"It seems that the wound is recovering well."

"Well"

The bald man's screams were deep and fierce, the blue veins on his neck and forehead were prominent, it was extremely ferocious, and dense beads of sweat came out of his pale face.

"Gudong."

Song Zijie stood aside watching this scene and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stepped back two steps, and looked at Ji Bu with a surprised expression.

Unexpectedly, my knowledge of Ji Bu is still too limited, and I seamlessly switched from a gentle impression to a ruthless character.

"I have seen a movie, I don't know if you have seen it."

Ji Bu let go of his hand, and continued to talk eloquently: "The movie is called "Operation Red Sea". Forget it, you must have never seen it. There was a scene in the movie where those terrorists were tortured." This is the method used when extorting a confession.”

"The wound that has just been sutured is split open, then stitched up again, and then torn apart, and repeated. I think this process should make people feel scalp numb."

He condescendingly looked down at the bald head on the hospital bed, and stretched out his hand to pull out the towel stuffed in his mouth: "I know that people like you are also very courageous, but I don't know how many rounds you can repeat?! Can you persevere?" How many rounds?!"

"Hem home shovel!"

The bald man gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, staring at Ji Bu with bloodshot eyes and wide eyeballs:

"Kill me if you have the guts, get rid of me! If you have the ability, torture me to death. I'm dead. I want to see how you two deal with each other!"

"I'm dead, you fucking wait to be held accountable!"

The bald head was hysterical, and his eyes when looking at Ji Bu had begun to dodge, so he had to use this to force and threaten Ji Bu, warning him not to mess around again.

Under the tremendous pain, the bald head's face was bloodless, dense beads of sweat oozed out, the bald head was dripping with water, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"It seems that I guessed right, you are indeed very courageous."

Hearing this, Ji Bu chuckled lightly, then showed a disdainful expression, shook his head and said:
"However, you are wrong about one thing. If you are dead, I can still do business."

"I've heard of some things in medicine, a little bit, not much, there is such a thing, if you say that after the successful reconnection of a severed limb, people can't smoke during the recovery period, and smoking will lead to continuous The blood vessels of the connected limbs are bad, which leads to the failure of the connection.”

Speaking of it.

Ji Bu retracted the topic and returned to the topic: "Then you said that a gangster who was shot survived the explosion and was sent to the hospital. If the hospital rescued him, he would definitely survive?"

"There are a lot of uncertainties in medicine. The doctor took out the bullet for you, and your gunshot wound is healed, but who can guarantee that you don't have other diseases? Who can guarantee that you were not bombed at the explosion site? Did the shock wave of the explosion cause internal injuries?!"

"If you die, there must be such a possibility, right? It's very reasonable. In other words, there are many unknown uncertainties in medical things."

His hand in a disposable rubber sterile glove rested on the bald head's thigh:

"So, don't you think that you are threatening me with your own life, and this is a very joking topic?"

Say it.

Ji Bu's eyeballs widened a bit: "You think I'm joking with you?!"

"Pfft!"

Ji Bu's gloved hand suddenly inserted into the torn wound on the bald head's thigh, amidst the bald head's screams: "You know what I want!"

"Well!"

The bald head almost fainted for a while under the new round of huge stinging pain, but he still gritted his teeth and stood firm, but the determination just now was no longer in his eyes.

"All right."

Looking at the silent bald head, Ji Bu raised his mouth slightly, turned his head and stretched out his right hand to Song Zijie who was standing beside him: "Where's my needle?"

"Needle come!"

Song Zijie took out a stainless steel medical equipment box that he had prepared in advance, opened the lid and put it in Ji Bu's hand.

Ji Bu stretched his neck, and under the bald-headed gaze, he took out the suture needle and connected it with the suture thread.

During this process, his movements were very slow, which was not intentional, because he was really busy, and this slow motion put a lot of pressure on the bald head.

"All right."

Ji Bu sat down holding the suture needle between the tweezers and motioned Song Zijie to hold the bald head's thigh: "Bald head, my technique is a bit poor, and I don't have a medical magnifying glass, and it's my first operation. Understand."

"Long live Sister Li."

Say it.

With the suture needle between the tweezers, Ji Bu stabbed at the torn and bleeding wound on the bald head's thigh. The bald head stared at Ji Bu's movements with wide eyes. For a moment, he felt that the speed of the needle was a little slower.

"Snapped."

The bald head finally struggled violently, resisting with all his strength, it was obvious that he didn't want to suffer any more.

"Hey."

Ji Bu looked at the pale and panting bald head, and said again: "Don't say I won't give you a chance, it's the same sentence, tell me what you want, and I will let you live."

"More than that, I can also promise you that as long as you help us understand this matter, I can also help you get a Hong Kong Island permanent residence permit, allowing you to have the identity of a Hong Kong Island citizen and stay here openly .”

As soon as these words came out, the corners of the bald head's eyes shrank obviously. This condition was very attractive.

"I know, it's definitely not the first time for a person like you to do things. You have done a lot of things and made a lot of money over the years, but you don't have the status of Hong Kong Island. You can't stay here to enjoy the glory and wealth if you have money. .”

Ji Bu seemed to have guessed the bald head's thoughts a long time ago, and continued to speak at a leisurely pace: "So, I think that if you can have a legal identity, it is just what you need. With a legal identity, the meaning of making money is also reflected."

"You think I'm stupid?!"

The bald head retorted subconsciously, but his tone was no longer as firm as before: "You think the identity of Hong Kong Island is so easy to get. If it was so easy, I would have already done it."

"You don't know that, do you?!"

Ji Bu shook his head disapprovingly: "If you assist us, then you are a tainted witness, and you have done meritorious service."

"You have to know that the one you are going to kill this time is the superintendent, which has greatly provoked the dignity of the police force. In order to solve the case, the police will make an exchange in due course."

The bald man frowned and said nothing immediately, the expression on his face was uncertain, and his mental activity was abnormally active, as if he was thinking about something.

"do not think too much."

Ji Bu stared at the bald head with burning eyes, and gave appropriate guidance: "What we want to solve is the current case. What you did before and how much money you made have nothing to do with us. Your money is still yours." .”

"If you report them, you have performed meritorious service, and you will be sentenced to a few years less in the future. After you come out, take your own money and legal identity, and be as chic as you want. What do you think, my friend?"

"Of course, if you provide enough clues, the more credit you will make, the fewer sentences you will be sentenced, and the faster it will come out."

"Squat in the kiln and study for a while, and when you come out, you will be chic and unrestrained, drinking and eating meat with women, wouldn't it be fun to go in and out every day?!"

Ji Bu has already helped the bald head describe the subsequent life, which is also the ideal life of the bald head.

"I have made enough money, it's time to find a chance to change my face, this is your chance, a rare chance, whether you want it or not is up to you."

"That's it."

Song Zijie looked at the bald head whose expression had already started to waver, and chimed in: "If you continue to hesitate, your legs will run out of time. If you procrastinate any longer, your legs will be useless. You can only enjoy the passiveness of women when you come out. Can't take the initiative anymore!"

"Humph."

Ji Bu snorted softly, and brought his hesitant bald head back to reality: "Opportunities don't come every day. When they arise, you must seize them. If you can't, you can't blame others."

"It's still the same sentence, are those people your own brothers? If not, your righteousness is stupid in my opinion."

"If you refuse to cooperate, you can only stay in prison. You are studying in a bitter kiln, and they are chic outside. They eat meat, drink alcohol, and play with a lot of women. By the time you come out, the world will have changed a long time ago. Your righteousness It seems to me nothing but stupidity!"

"That's right, stupid!"

Song Zijie didn't know when he started to flirt with Wu Fly, he was simply Wu Fly "just" the deity: "Look, it's been more than ten hours since you were caught, and they came to save you when you were in the hospital ?"

"No, they dare not come. They are afraid of death. They are afraid that they will not be able to escape if they enter the encirclement of the police. What about you? Still thinking about resisting yourself? Stupid!"

After the two sang together, the bald head finally couldn't help it, and looked up at the two of them.

"several years?!"

The bald head finally spoke in silence, with a somewhat urgent tone: "Can I reduce my sentence by a few years?!"

"several years?"

Ji Bu sneered when he heard this, "We don't decide how many years you'll be sentenced, and the judge has the final say on how long you'll be sentenced. These are based on the clues you provided."

"The specific number of years will depend on the weight of the clues you provide. If the clues are important enough, the sentences will be less."

the end.

He changed the subject and said, "The judge's specific judgment is based on the case report provided by our police, and based on your performance in this operation. How we write will be an important basis for the judge's reference."

"For example, when you assassinated the superintendent during the day, were you the supreme commander? The implementer? Or were you coerced by your accomplices to appear at the scene?! These are very learned things !"

"If you provide enough clues without reservation, I think you were coerced by them to appear at the scene. Coupled with the clues you provided, I think you are the least guilty of this group of gangsters."

It has to be said that Ji Bu's level gesture touched the bald head's sleeping heart in an instant. The cake drawn by Ji Bu was so tempting that the bald head couldn't help but want to take a bite.

"Shh."

After the corners of the bald-headed eyes twitched, he didn't hold on anymore, and almost blurted out: "If I not only tell you where the rest of you are hiding, but also tell you where this batch of munitions is located, can you save a few years in prison?"

"Oh?!"

Song Zijie froze when he heard the bald head's words.

Good guy, I thought it would be great if the bald head could provide clues to catch other people. Who knew that this guy would know so much.

"Let's put it that way."

Ji Bu suddenly remembered the words that the ghost Mai Billy, who had already rushed to the street, caught Lin Kun when he was too arrogant, and said to Lin Kun, "I will take your surname if the sentence is less than 30 years", so he opened his mouth and said:

"If what you said is indeed true, the sentence is more than five years, and you screw my head off and kick it like a ball."

"."

After the bald head heard Ji Bu's words, I was stunned for a moment, my lips twitched a few times, then I gritted my teeth and nodded:
"Okay, then I'll say it."

"Then how can I be sure that what you said is true? Then I said that you didn't keep your promise to me"

"You have no choice now."

Ji Bu interrupted him straight away: "You have to trust us, or you can carry it on yourself. You decide how to choose."

The bald head, who had already been defeated in terms of momentum and psychology, naturally had no need to resist at this moment, his face changed a little, and he gritted his teeth and did not speak again.

"Ask the doctor to re-treat the wound."

Ji Buchong said to Song Zijie: "Let the doctor use the most expensive and best cosmetic thread in the medical field to suture his wound. Don't make the scar too ugly. In addition, ask the doctor with the best suturing skills in the hospital to suture his wound."

"it is good."

Song Zijie nodded and went out to make arrangements.

Listening to Ji Bu's words, the bald head inexplicably trusted him a little bit. He said that he treats him really well now, and this person does things well.

Soon.

The doctor came in and pulled the bald head down and started working on the wound again.

(End of this chapter)