Chapter 79 Shock
The human body accelerates and sprints, jumping and landing on the roof of the opposite building. This sound is actually not loud at all during the day.

Even in the dark night, on the empty street, the sound was extremely obvious, especially when Shoqiu Taguchi landed, he was unable to release his energy like Taro Aoda.

But after all, there was a buffer length of a building, so the several team members monitoring in the car actually didn't hear it.

Except Wang Yong.

Wang Yong was sleeping in the back seat of the car.

He doesn't have as good a mind and analytical skills as the section chief, but he is patient.

After coming off the battlefield, it would be nice to have a place to lie down. Sleeping in a car is already very comfortable, and he doesn't mind it at all.

Especially since tonight's joint looked like it had been discovered, he had to keep an eye on it even tighter.

When Taguchi Shoqing landed, there was a pop, and Wang Yongyong woke up with a start. He subconsciously touched the gun and shouted.

"Where to shoot?"

The member in the front seat turned back with a smile: "Captain, why are you shooting in your dreams?"

"Dream? Didn't you hear the sound?" Wang Yong frowned.

"There's no shooting, there's no sound." The team member in the driver's seat looked at the co-pilot: "Did you hear that?"

The co-pilot also shook his head: "No sound."

"Impossible, how could there be no sound." Wang Yong stubbornly searched for the source of the sound in the dark night.

It doesn't sound loud, but it must be there.

The team member in the driver's seat said with a smile: "Captain, it must be the voice in your dream. Please sleep a little longer."

"Fart! Be careful."

Wang Yong took out his gun, opened the door and got out of the car without hesitation.

Can he tell his men that what he just had was an erotic dream?
Young people are very angry, so it is normal to have erotic dreams, but who has ever seen the sound of gunshots in erotic dreams?

There must be a problem.

"Really or not." The team members became nervous when they saw Wang Yong being so serious.

"Captain has been on the battlefield, and I heard that those who survived were particularly sensitive to gunfire."

Unable to help but become nervous, the two men took out their guns and watched the captain go away.

Wang Yong first checked the surveillance points on the back floor and found that everyone was there and nothing unusual happened, then he patrolled around the outer wall of the stairs.

He walked to the open space between the two buildings. The source of the sound seemed to be here, but it seemed to be a little further away.

A gun fired inside the house?

There are walls that attenuate the sound, which makes sense.

Wang Yong nodded slightly, and then his eyes widened. Could it be that Liang Daping was silenced?

The contact person discovered that Liang Daping was being followed. In order to prevent the information from being leaked, he simply silenced him?The Japanese seem to be capable of such a thing.

That's not right. He confirmed with the people at the surveillance point that no one had entered the building in the middle of the night.

It can't fly.

Wang Yongyong raised his head and looked upward, damn, he knew where the sound was coming from.

He walked quickly towards the entrance of the building, and when he reached the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

What if I guess wrong?
The section chief said that you must be careful in everything and never scare the target.

For example, Wang Yong felt that he had the ability to infiltrate. He could sneak into Liang Daping's residence during the day and search to see if there were any plans or drawings.

He was confident that he would not be discovered.

But Zhou Qinghe said no.

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that there is no need to risk surprising the target by entering the house to investigate. Not to mention that there may not be any drawings. Even if there are, what if I see them? If not, I still have to follow? There is no difference."

What the section chief says always makes sense.

Thinking of this, Wang Yong went to the public phone booth on the roadside instead.

Jingle bell jingle bell.

"Hey, Section Chief, there is something wrong with disturbing you late at night."

"Say." Zhou Qinghe's voice came.

"I just heard a noise and I suspect the target may have jumped from the rooftop to the rooftop of the opposite building and escaped."

"Run away? You want to go in to check, right?"

"Yes, if someone tries to run away, I'll chase him right away. It might still be too late."

"What if I didn't run away?"

"This is a bit troublesome." Wang Yong choked on his words for a moment, so he could only shock the target.

"It's okay, just run away."

Zhou Qinghe said: "Two things. One, the director said that we must not scare the target, we cannot take risks.

Second, it’s okay if you run away. If you run away, you will be an ordinary Japanese and worthless. If you are unwilling, send a few people to guard the city gate and the train station.

But if he didn't run away, as long as he continues to act, we just need to keep an eye on Huangpu Road. The source is still there, do you understand? "

"understood."

"Well, we'll have to decide if he can go out tomorrow. Go to sleep."

"Good night, section chief, sorry to disturb you."

"It's okay, hang up."

Wang Yong exhaled and listened to the lazy voice of the section chief who had just woken up, feeling relieved.

I no longer felt nervous at all.

The section chief is right. A monk who can escape cannot escape from the temple. As long as the operation continues, Huangpu Road is the key.

He waited until eight o'clock in the morning.

"It's time to come out."

Wang Yong looked at his watch.

Usually this person leaves home around eight o'clock. He has to go to the car dealership for work at 08:30, and should leave the house at [-]:[-] at the latest.

Wang Yong waited for another 15 minutes.

"Let's break down the door!"

If the guess is true, [-]% of the time this person has run away.

The car door opened, and eight people in two cars rushed directly into the building and went straight to 206 on the second floor.

The team member just raised his foot and was about to kick the door, but Wang Yong slapped him aside.

Ninety-nine percent is ninety-nine percent, isn't there still a chance to escape?

Wang Yong made a shushing gesture and knocked on the door.

No one opened the door, and then the force was increased, boom, boom, boom.

"He must have run away, I'll come." Gangzi pretended to kick him again.

"Don't worry." Wang Yong was calm even though he was like this, "Pry the door open, don't kick it."

"Huh?" The team member was puzzled.

The Secret Service always opens doors with their feet, and people have noticed and run away, so why should they pry so politely?

Wang Yong did not explain to them how cruel the Japanese were. People who have never been on the battlefield don't know.

The Japanese ran away, and ran away from the rooftop. This means that they discovered that something was wrong, and maybe they left something fishy.

"The captain has beaten Little Japan, you just do it." A team member said.

"Yes." Gangzi took the wire and started to poke it.

"Slow down."

"Know.

It was easy to open this kind of door. The door clicked open. Wang Yong pressed Gangzi's hand and slowly checked whether there were any traps.

After checking around and finding nothing, the doors gradually opened.

Taguchi Shoqing is an assistant to the manager and earns a good salary. He wears a suit and tie every day and goes to places like dance halls.

This home is not bad. The environment of two bedrooms and one living room suits his status.

"Just say no, captain, this is an urban area, not a war. How dare the Japanese play grenades here."

"Be careful."

Wang Yong also felt that he was a little too cautious, and he didn't know if he was infected by the section chief?

"Search quickly and see what you find. Radio, code book, look for it. The radio is too heavy and he shouldn't be able to take it with him."

"Yes."

When everyone came forward, Gangzi stepped forward and kicked open the bedroom door with a gun.

boom!
A shocking loud noise suddenly exploded.

Gangzi's body was so shaken that he flew up, his face facing the ground, and he hit the ground heavily, making no sound.

Pieces of the broken door, rubble from the wall, fragments of bombs flying, and screams rang out in an instant.
Wang Yong at the door reacted very quickly. At the moment of the explosion, he flew out of the door with pure muscle reaction. Even so, he could not escape the baptism of the explosion, and his back was bloody.

Zhou Qinghe arrived at the secret service.

He is in good spirits.

Although Wang Yong's phone call made him dream back to the night shift in the hospital, it was obvious that forcing him to fall asleep was also one of the doctor's skills.

If you don't learn this skill well, you will easily get bad tempered and suffer a psychological breakdown, which may indirectly lead to death.

He went to the technical room first to get the photos.

The film that Wang Yong went to secretly shoot was delivered that night. He called the technical room. The people in the technical room were obviously very hard-working and had already developed it overnight.

"Chief Zhou, you can use it." The person in the technical room offered a magnifying glass.

"Thanks."

The camera captures a page of paper, the font is a bit small, and the proofreading is line by line, which is easy for ordinary people to strain their eyes even with a magnifying glass.

However, Zhou Qinghe has a good memory and can remember it after looking through it with a magnifying glass.

The next step is to compare the lists.

People from the Secret Service have gone to the police station to do this part of the work in the past two days. The list of nearly a thousand people in those seven days can be compared directly.

It will be clear at a glance whether anyone in the car dealership has returned from the boat or not.

He has an accurate passenger list in his mind, making it easier to compare.

He actually already knew the newly hired rickshaw drivers. In addition to the one he knew, two other names also appeared on the list of passengers returning home.

But it just can’t be used directly, you have to go through a procedure.

I went to the Information Section to get the list. Before I could go out, the phone rang rapidly.

Jingle bell jingle bell.

"Hello, I'm Zhou Qinghe."

"Chief Zhou! Something happened to the captain! Liang Daping's house exploded. When we kicked in the door, the house exploded, killing and injuring many brothers."

The voice on the other side was obviously panicked and overwhelmed, and the voice was extremely loud with emotion.

Zhou Qinghe frowned, his hand holding the receiver a little tight, but his tone was calm, and he asked: "How many are injured?"

"what?"

"I asked you how many were injured so I can send an ambulance!"

"A dozen, no, seven or eight."

"Okay, I see."

Zhou Qinghe hung up the phone and called the Central Hospital immediately: "Central Hospital? Secret Service! Send ambulances to No. 28 Zhuqiao Street immediately. Ten ambulances! Not that many? Send as many as you can get!"

Click, Zhou Qinghe hung up and continued to call the surgical office: "Look for Su Weiyong, hasn't he come yet? Send someone to get the operating room ready. All non-emergency surgeries are stopped. No one in the operating room is allowed to be occupied. Who am I? Am I? His teacher."

Zhou Qinghe hung up and continued the third call: "Secretary Mao, is the director here? When he comes, inform him that the situation has changed and ask him to cancel the 10:30 trip. Well, I will go to the hospital later. , you just need to notify him, and if there is an emergency, ask him to call the hospital to find me, okay."

Zhou Qinghe hung up, picked up the surgery box, and went out directly.

When going downstairs, Zhou Qinghe caught a person from the Intelligence Department: "Go immediately and sort out the list of thousands of crew members copied from the police station in the past two days. The Operations Department of the Intelligence Department will be merged together, and the list will be sent to the Central Hospital."

"Central Hospital?"

"Go quickly." "Yes!"

The scene on the second floor of No. 28 Zhuqiao Street was a mess.

When Zhou Qing and the vehicle arrived, there were already a lot of people watching at the scene. There were extra team members guarding the door. No one dared to rush to the second floor. They just pointed in the direction of the second floor and reporters took pictures.

But I didn't see the ambulance. Firstly, it was still early, and secondly, the ambulance's response was really slow these days.

Zhou Qinghe took out a mask from the diagnosis and treatment box and put it on, got out of the car, walked to the entrance of the building, and gave casual instructions.

"Put away all the cameras, and not a single photo is allowed to be leaked."

"Yes."

Zhou Qinghe quickly entered the second floor, and what he saw was the exploding and flying debris, and Wang Yong lying on the ground enduring severe pain.

There were burn marks on the clothes on his back, a big hole and a bloody mess.

"Section Chief." Wang Yong called.

"Don't worry, let me take a look first."

Zhou Qinghe glanced at him and went straight into the room. He frowned when he saw Gangzi's body in the middle. His legs were missing. His chest was also blurry when he turned it over. At a glance, he confirmed that it was hopeless.

I got up and checked the wounds one by one. Two were seriously injured, and the rest were scratched by shrapnel. The injuries were okay. There may be internal bleeding due to concussion and impact.

After a simple treatment, he walked back to Wang Yong, dug into the wound without mercy, opened the tool box, used tweezers to pick out a grenade shrapnel, and threw it aside.

"I can't die, what happened?"

Wang Yong's back hurt and he spoke very slowly. One of the team members took the initiative to speak and said urgently:
"Section Chief, let me tell you."

"Usually this person leaves around eight o'clock, so we waited until eight o'clock. Seeing that he hadn't come down yet, the captain concluded that this person must be gone, so we prepared to break in."

"The captain stopped us and told us to be careful of traps."

"We opened the first door and it was fine. Who knew that when Xiaogang kicked the bedroom door, there was an explosion and Xiaogang was killed on the spot."

"The Japanese are too insidious. The captain has told us to be very careful with the embankments, but who would have thought that the Japanese would actually dare to play booby traps in a downtown area! And the design is so insidious!"

"The captain reacted quickly. He turned around and pounced as soon as the explosion started. However, he was still scratched by shrapnel and was injured."

"It's quite clear. Where were you at that time?"

Zhou Qinghe glanced at this team member. This guy spoke quickly and his expression was a little excited, as if he was on adrenaline.

"I'm pretty lucky when I say it."

Despite this scene, the team members couldn't help but laugh, "I was right behind Xiaogang at the time, and you see, I didn't have any scars at all.

To be honest, I really want to thank Xiaogang. If he hadn't blocked the explosive fragments, I would definitely have died.

And section chief, it’s not just that. Let me tell you, apart from a fall when I was rushed out, there were so many broken stones, wood, etc., but I wasn’t even scratched at all. It’s amazing, old man God bless. "

"What's your name?"

"Liu Fei."

Zhou Qinghe glanced at him and said nothing.

This kind of person is the most dangerous person who seems to be fine on the outside. If he gets into trouble later, he will lie on the ground.

"I'm coming."

Six ambulances arrived downstairs at the same time. They ran upstairs to pick people up immediately, and the corridor was suddenly crowded.

"Carry these few over first, and the rest will take the car by themselves."

Zhou Qinghe pointed at Liu Fei: "You, go to bed."

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Section Chief, did you remember wrongly? I'm not injured." Liu Fei patted his chest incomprehensively and jumped up twice.

With a bang, he fell to the ground and fainted.

This scene immediately stunned the doctors and nurses who came to pick him up.

No, who is this person talking about, witchcraft?
Just lie down, it's too fast.

They didn't understand just now why they were not allowed to lift a person with obvious injuries, but they had to lift a normal person.

In the end, he was just lying down for them to see, and he wasn't even put on a stretcher.

Zhou Qinghe's time at the Central Hospital was short, so not everyone knew him, and he was wearing a mask on his face, making it even harder to recognize him.

But Zhou Qinghe didn't have time to control their expressions now. He took out the needle, pressed Liu Fei's belly, and inserted the needle in.

The needle was withdrawn, and a tube of blood was drawn out.

"Internal bleeding, he was the first to enter the operating room to prepare for laparotomy."

Zhou Qinghe stood up, and the nurse quickly started to lift the person using both hands and feet.

Central Hospital, the convoy arrived soon.

When Su Weiyong heard that the call was from his teacher, he still thought that his teacher had been buried for many years, so why did he start asking for dreams on the phone.

As soon as I heard that this person's voice was quite young, I knew it must be Zhou Qinghe.

That being said, something big must be happening!
He immediately came downstairs to the hospital to pick her up.

"Why are you injured so badly?" When he saw Zhou Qinghe and the patient getting out of the car, his expression changed.

This was in the urban area of ​​NJ. With such an injury, I thought it was pulled down from the battlefield.

"The grenade exploded. Is the operating room ready?"

"Okay. No, someone dares to use grenades in the city? Are you crazy?"

"It doesn't take a day or two to get crazy. Send it to the operating room. You can do it on the one with the chest. I'll finish the one with severe abdominal bleeding first."

Zhou Qinghe said as he walked.

Su Weiyong nodded and responded: "Well, I'll do that."

Although he wasn't sure about getting breasts done, it was something he couldn't back down from when the time came.

Coming to the hospital feels like going home, especially in the operating room. Zhou Qinghe knows all the doctors in the surgery.

And everyone was thinking of attacking Zhou Qinghe.

Especially since Director Su wanted to perform the surgery himself, wouldn't this give Zhou Qinghe the opportunity to be an assistant?

All the lights in the operating room are on during surgery.

After Zhou Qinghe finished the anesthesia and disinfection, he cut open the team member's abdomen with a knife. Alas, the surgical field of view that was measured by the bleeding was gone, and his stomach was full of blood.

The doctors who were watching were speechless when they saw this scene.

"This man is definitely in hemorrhagic shock. If he had been delivered later, he would have died."

"More than that, the key is to find the difficulty. Usually when this kind of situation is discovered, it has already entered the stage of hemorrhagic shock. If we wait for the ambulance and come to the hospital again, it will definitely be too late. I was lucky today. The ambulance has arrived, and the operating room Be prepared, otherwise you will definitely die without rebirth."

"Do you think his life is good or bad?"

"It depends on whether you can get off the stage."

This guy is very tough.

Even now that I'm on the operating table, the blood in the abdominal cavity is slowly decreasing as the suction intensity intensifies, but it can't be sucked out, it can't be sucked out at all.

The bleeding point was not found, but tons and tons of blood were still pouring out, contaminating the surgical field of view and causing trouble all the time.

If you can't find this point, you'll still die if you're slow, and looking at it like this, I'm afraid there's more than one bleeding point.

be quick!

"Suction, speed up."

Zhou Qinghe is very fast.

As long as he is given a point in time to clear his field of operation, it is enough for him to observe.

The bystanders were still lamenting the difficulty of the operation, but Zhou Qinghe took action decisively, and the bleeding stopped immediately.

Has the bleeding stopped?

The doctors who were watching looked at each other and smiled slightly, which was a little stiff and autistic.

I knew Dr. Zhou was good at surgery, but I didn't expect him to be so good.

I really envy this talent.

Quickly smile and flatter.

"Dr. Zhou, you should come here more often in the future and perform more surgeries so that we can learn more."

"Yeah yeah."

Zhou Qinghe responded: "It will come. It may be quite busy then, you must be able to bear it."

The training of medical students ultimately involves surgery, and Zhou Qinghe will definitely have to undergo a large number of surgeries. This is already in the plan. The time is very tight, and 996 may not be enough.

At that time, these ready-made surgeons can also be used as a starting point, after all, they are a bunch of students.

"Really? I can do it."

How busy can you be?
"That's good."

Outside the building, the members of the intelligence department who were assigned tasks by Zhou Qing immediately collected the list information. They did not dare to delay for a moment and rushed to the hospital as soon as they got it.

surgical layer.

"Who is it? Go out and wait, you can't come in here."

"I'm looking for Dr. Zhou."

"It's surgery."

"He asked me to come over. I have something to give him."

"You wait."

The situation outside the operating room door was quickly reported to Zhou Qinghe.

While Zhou Qinghe was performing the operation, he hummed and said to a nurse who was watching: "Go and bring it in for me. You can do me a favor later."

This was said to the nearby doctor.

The surgeon and nurse nodded as expected.

Once the bleeding point was found, the subsequent surgery went smoothly and ended naturally.

After checking to confirm that there were no additional bleeding points, Zhou Qinghe left the finishing work to a surgeon.

"Okay, let's do some personal stuff next."

Zhou Qinghe flipped through the suspicious list that the nurse brought in. There were thousands of people, more than a dozen pieces of paper, and each piece of paper contained information about about 80 or [-] people.

"Everyone gets a point, two for each of you."

Zhou Qinghe sent the list to the surgeon.

"What is this?" The surgeon was puzzled.

"I'm going to read the names. Look at what you have in your hands. If you read the name, stop. If you don't, just pass by."

"The surgeon has good eyesight. It's up to you."

By breaking down the tasks, the list of thousands of people can be solved very quickly.

Zhou Qinghe smiled and took out the photos he took from his pocket, and then took out a magnifying glass to show off.

"Li Sanpao."

"Chen Kewei."

As Dr. Zhou announced his name, the surgeon was as nervous as if he were taking an exam, and his eyes flickered over the list of names.

The surgeon did have good eyesight, and Zhou Qinghe read the name at a very fast pace so that they would not miss it in time.

"Xu Daniu."

"Stop, I have it." A surgeon raised his hand, as happy as if he had won a prize.

"Fine, go on."

As time passed, the entire list went through smoothly, and no surprise, three additional names appeared.

All three mice showed their heads.

Zhou Qinghe quickly walked outside with the list and handed it to the members of the Intelligence Section: "Go to the corresponding police station and transfer the detailed information of these three people, mainly photos, and send it to me immediately."

As long as the photo is obtained, Zhou Qinghe will definitely recognize him next time he meets.

"Yes." The team members left immediately.

At the elevator entrance, I met Dai Yunong who had just come out.

Also was taken aback.

(End of this chapter)

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