spy ace

Chapter 3847: Clean

Bang, after Sangbo fired his last bullet, the whole house returned to silence. Dama raised his hand and turned towards the void. Sangbo, Axing, and Amei quickly changed the magazines. They began to rush to each room of the house. They needed to check the whole house to see if there were still people hiding. Although the probability was small, they had to check it once to be safe.

Dama and Guishou took the bag to the front, then came to the window and pulled the curtains. They put the bag on the table and took out a pile of towels and gloves. They put them on the table. They put on gloves first, then put the gun in the bag and started picking up the shells on the ground.

"No one is here." "Yeah, no one is here." "No one is here." After a while, Ah Mei and the others came out from several rooms, holding a pile of sheets and quilt covers in their hands. They put them on the table first. They took out gloves and put them on.

"Amei, you clean up first. We'll put the body in the truck first, it's safer." Dama came to the window and looked out through the gap in the curtains. Seeing that there was no one there, he said, "Sangbo, go to the back door of the truck first."

Sangbo agreed and turned to walk out. Dama, Axing, Guishou and a few others started to spread the bed sheet on a place without blood stains, then lifted the body and placed it on it, then wrapped the cloth on both sides and that was it, and then they moved on to the next one.

When they got the fourth one, Sangbo came back and immediately joined the ranks of wrapping the bodies, saying, "The rear door is open, and there's no one outside. I checked."

Ah Mei stopped what she was doing, threw the collected shells into a bundle, and stood by the window, watching, waiting for someone to come. You know, there was a dead body in the back of the truck, so she had to keep an eye on it.

The rest of Da Ma and the others were wrapping the bodies. After a short while, they had wrapped all twelve bodies with cloth. It was necessary to do so. Because the bodies were shot to death. Blood and other things would seep out from time to time. With the shroud, it was different. Blood would still seep out, but with the cloth to absorb it, it would not flow all over the floor. Especially after being thrown into the carriage, blood seeped out halfway and flowed out through the gap of the rear door. If they were exposed, wouldn't all the previous efforts be wasted?

After playing around, Da Ma asked, "How is it?" He was asking the girl who had been standing at the window. The girl said, "No one, it's OK!"

The door opened, and two people worked in a group, carrying the body forward and backward, to carry it out. As soon as they walked out of the door, they arrived at the rear compartment. Sangbo's car was parked very close, so they didn't have to walk far, just two steps outside the door. Throwing it into the compartment was enough. They went into the house again and carried the next one. The two groups trained like this, and each group moved the twelve bodies six times, and threw all the bodies into the car. However, after Dama came back, he took out the remaining sheets, quilt covers, etc., shook them out, and spread them at the door of the rear compartment, between the body. It seemed to form a small dam, which was to prevent the blood from flowing out on the road from being blocked and absorbed by these "dams". It was a safety measure.

As soon as the door was closed and locked, I returned to the house and started picking up the shells with everyone else. There were no bodies this time, so there were fewer obstacles. It was easier to clean up. After a while, all the shells were picked up. The other people took towels and each of them started to wipe the blood on the ground. Ah Mei asked everyone how many shots were fired, and after calculating, she started counting the shells.

Blood stains are not easy to clean, so they first soaked up the blood with a towel, then fetched a few basins of water from the kitchen on the first floor, cleaned them up, and then began to wipe. Cleaning up the blood stains from the gunshot wounds of twelve people was quite troublesome.

Fortunately, they still had a lot of time. In addition, there was no need to clean it spotlessly. You have to know that places like the gaps between bricks and tiles are almost impossible to clean quickly. Unless you scrape the tiles, how can you clean them cleanly? But they didn't need to do that. As long as you can't see the bloodstains with your eyes, it's done. After all, the whole Hong Kong Island belongs to their Affairs Bureau, and the people in the Coordination Department are not gods, how can they find this house accurately?

After changing the water several times, the bloodstains were finally cleaned up. Ah Mei had already counted the shells, and went back and forth to carefully inspect them several times, and collected several bullet heads. One of the bullet heads was embedded diagonally in the solid wood table leg. Another bullet head was embedded in the wall. She took them all down. Then she joined the cleanup work, and told Da Ma about the two situations, saying: "The traces of these two bullet heads are difficult to remove. I suggest that the table be lifted into the car and transported to the dock. As for the bullet hole on the wall, we need to go back and buy some white lime and scrape it again."

"Yeah." Da Ma said as he worked, "We miscalculated this time. We should have prepared some white putty in advance so that it can be scraped away. But it doesn't matter. Let's act according to the plan. When we were shooting before, there were a series of firecrackers. It's impossible for anyone to hear our gunshots. Even if they heard them, they would only confuse them with the firecrackers and gongs and drums. After getting rid of the bodies, I'll go back and get some white putty and scrape it away."

After cleaning up, everyone looked around. OK, there was nothing wrong with the place. Dama walked around twice and said, "OK, it's very clean, there's nothing wrong with it. I'll use some white putty to scrape the bullet hole on the wall and it will be completely fixed. Let's lift the table up first. Then we'll go to the dock as planned."

Sang Bo went out first and opened the locked trunk again. Then several Malaysians came out carrying a large wooden table and threw it into the car. They took a look at the corpse inside. It was okay. Some blood did seep out, but it was absorbed by their shrouds. A small part of it flowed out, and only the edge of the shroud barely touched the edge of the "dam". It was impossible for it to seep out again.

  "Get in the car, get in the car, let's go." Dama gave the order, and everyone got in the car. Dama turned around and closed the door of this room. Then he got on the first car, started it, and drove towards the dock.