I will practice more in the United States

Chapter 39 Sharing the same bed
Li Ang's little heart trembled suddenly.

No, Sir, are you still coming?
But the sudden smell on the tip of his nose made him relax a little, and the next moment, his heartbeat started to speed up again.

The smell was very familiar, but it was the smell of the shower gel he had just used when taking a shower.

Then, the figure carefully got into his bed.

The room was eerily quiet at the moment, and the two figures on the bed were motionless.

Perhaps the only thing making any noise in the whole room was the beating hearts of the two people.

Finally, Silla stopped holding her breath and suddenly took a big breath of air.

Li Ang couldn't help it and laughed.

"Dear Li, I know this is a bit disrespectful to you, but... this is the only way I can sleep more peacefully."

Silla's voice was like a mosquito, and it didn't sound as domineering as when she defended Li Ang before.

What can Li Ang do?
As the saying goes, help people to the end.

"Can I hold your arm and sleep?"

"If you want."

Li Ang continued to think silently in his heart, help people to the end.

"Miss Sheila, your hand seems to be a little too far."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Silla said this without moving her hands at all.

A lot of things happened that night, and some things didn't happen.

After all, they had just experienced such an incident, so it was difficult for the two of them to have too many other thoughts.

However, they both slept comfortably, and both the police station and the hospital worked overtime until midnight.

Isabella frowned and looked at the test results in front of her.

"Comminuted skull fracture, massive intracranial hemorrhage, severe concussion"

"It appears to have been a violent blunt force blow to the head."

She knew that there was no hope that this patient could be rescued. Even if he was lucky enough to be rescued, he would still be in a vegetative state.

She turned to the next test result, and even though she was well-informed, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"Fracture of cervical spine, comminuted fracture of mandible, perforated eardrum of right ear, ruptured kidney, two testicles"

Although it is not as severe as the previous patient, it is even more tragic.

She could tell from the photos that all these injuries were man-made.

This made her shudder. How terrible of a person must this be?
She couldn't even imagine how these injuries were caused.

"Don't be stunned, prepare two doses of epinephrine, no, four, and prepare for surgery."

Hearing the voice of the surgeon, Isabella finally came back to her senses.

In the police station, the police officer responsible for this case was sorting through the transcripts and surveillance videos.

"Hi, Katina, are you bringing your brother a midnight snack?"

The person on duty in front said hello to the red-haired girl with glasses at the door.

"Yes, that's right, Uncle Mike."

The girl's voice was a little timid,

"Oh, I wish I had a daughter as cute as you. Unfortunately, I only have two brats who can do nothing but make me angry all day long."

Uncle Mike in the girl's mouth sighed and muttered.

Katina took small steps and found her brother Taylor's office with familiarity, smiling and nodding to everyone she met on the way.

"Dear police officer, Tyler Beyer, how long do you have until you get off work?"

Katina put the lunch box on the table and imitated a child's tone.

Taylor didn't look back, still staring at the computer screen, and sighed: "It may take a while until I finish writing this report."

Katina was bored on the sidelines, and followed with interest to watch the surveillance video on the screen.

"Gee, I think we need a lock on the window at the back of our house. If someone can get in so easily, I don't think I'll be able to sleep at night."

Taylor said with some pride: "Our house is not so easy to enter. Dad spent a lot of money to install an anti-theft system."

The two continued to look at the footage on the surveillance camera.

After only seeing it for about seven or eight minutes, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the window.

Following closely behind was naturally Li Ang.

"Of the two people who came in just now, is there only one left now?"

Katina was a little surprised. She didn't expect that a person would be subdued in the house so quickly, and she didn't seem to hear any gunshots.

"Watch carefully, the excitement has just begun."

Taylor smiled and said to his sister.

"This black man is running so fast! How can he catch up with him this late at night? Moreover, he only has a baseball bat in his hand. Can he be beaten by him?"

Katina lamented that in the surveillance footage, the black man almost ran out of sight.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Li Ang throwing a baseball bat and knocking down the black man.

"A good hit, but now his only weapon is gone."

It was really not easy to hit a running black man with a baseball bat this late at night.

Katina couldn't help but become worried.

The picture shows that the Asian young man's body shape is not even the slightest bit different from that of the black man.

Now that I have lost my weapon, is it strange that the roles have been reversed, from hunter to prey?

Katina discovered that her prediction was indeed correct. The black man who originally fled in panic found that he could not run after falling. Instead, he turned around and wanted to attack the Asian young man.

Her whole heart was clenched.

But the next moment, her eyes widened.

She saw the young Asian man, who seemed to her to be quite thin, quickly closing the distance, and with a set of moves that could be described as gorgeous, he hit the black man like a stake, with no power to resist.

"Brother, are you sure what you're showing me isn't some Chinese action movie?"

Katina asked, squinting her eyes and looking at Taylor suspiciously.

But when she asked the question, she also felt that her question was a bit stupid. How could her brother work overtime and watch movies here? He has always been a workaholic.

After Taylor rolled his eyes at her, he continued:

"Perhaps there is other news that will surprise you even more."

"what?"

"This guy is a high school student. He is only seventeen years old."

"He's even two years younger than me."

Katina was a little emotional.

As if to retaliate for her brother's glare at her just now, Katina turned around and asked again:

"What about you, brother? If you were at the scene, you would definitely be able to kill this bad guy faster than him, right?"

Taylor's breath stagnated, and then he said easily:

"Of course, I have a gun."

"Brother, can you play it again? I want to watch it again."

Taylor didn't find it strange. After all, he had watched it no less than ten times.

But Katina behind him raised her phone.

(End of this chapter)