Chapter 38 [36 degrees Celsius] (Part 1)

"You can take a look. If there is no problem, please sign it on it." A policeman who looked very young and polite, put it in front of me with the recorded confession.

I didn't raise my hand, but the lawyer next to me picked it up and took a closer look, and then gave me a "ok" look.

I signed my name and handed it to the police.

"If there are any problems, we may need to come to you." The policeman put away his confession.

"I'm very willing to work with the police." I smiled.

"By the way, I have a deep respect for your courage! You are so great behind you, which makes me admire you." The police stood up.

I didn't say anything, and the lawyer around me replaced me with a professional calm tone: "Okay, my client needs enough rest. Sir, if you have no other problems, I think we can leave."

Everything is that simple, so simple that I don't even have to spend too much effort.

Why? Because I am powerful and rich now!

God knows that not long ago, I killed someone with cruel methods on the roof of the police station! But now? The police came to my room, first asked about his well-being, and then talked to me politely. After that, the confession I wrote and the lawyer checked me, and I could even ignore these uniforms at any time...

"I will help you settle this matter." The lawyer is a Chinese, yellow-skinned, and a second-generation Chinese immigrant in Canada: "You just need to follow what I said, this matter is not difficult to handle. You are also injured now, we have a certificate from the hospital, and the police station's explosion case can also be characterized as the deceased's death... We are in a favorable position, and the police will not make things difficult for you..."

Actually, I didn't listen to what he said later, but just nodded casually and responded a few absent-mindedly.

After the lawyer went out, I was still in a daze.

What am I thinking?

It might be a bit funny to say it.

I recall that I was in China, without name, power, and no money. I was caught in the police station. I was handcuffed on the radiator and squatted. I filled the basin with cold water and beat me with electric basins... And when I first came to Canada, I was caught in the police station and beaten by the police...

What about now?

I smiled, a little evil and a little cold. I lay on the bed, I killed someone, but the policeman wanted to see my face.

This is the difference.

I rested for a while. Siro rushed in like a whirlwind and almost broke the door of the ward.

Seeing me lying on the bed with my eyes open, Siro breathed a sigh of relief and looked at me seriously: "I thought something big happened to you... but it scared me. In this situation, if you fall down too, then everything will be over."

I lay on the bed, but now my heart vented its anger and calmed down. I glanced at Siro: "Do you have any cigarettes?"

"have."

Siro was quite smart. He closed the door and handed me a cigarette.

I took a sip and smiled, "Look, we are so fierce to smoke. If we get old in the future, we will die sooner or later from lung cancer. But people will die. After decades, they will either be cerebrovascular or lung cancer, or other problems... No matter what disease you get, aren't they all sick? Anyway, they will die from lung cancer or other problems, which is actually the same."

Siro was a little confused by what I said, and looked at me: "What's wrong with you?"

I smiled, squirted a cigarette, and looked out the window: "Look at the sky, it's bright, right? It's almost there! At most three days. The sky in Vancouver is not like this."

Siro saw that my mood was a little weird. He didn't dare to say anything, but just sat aside and waited quietly for me to finish smoking a cigarette.

I threw the cigarette butt, then pulled out the drip that was inserted on the back of my hand and sat up. The ribs still hurt a little, but I could bear it.

"Get me through the procedures, I'm going to be discharged from the hospital." I shouted.

"Are you okay... your injury!" Siro frowned.

I smiled and said, "Hey, have you forgotten the reason for smoking just now? You're afraid of it! Just a little hurt, just bear it and get over it. Isn't it just a little pain? Besides, in this situation, brother, it's not that I'm not good at speaking, but I don't have to worry about being alone."

I forced myself to sit up. Although it hurts, I still smiled with a smile, frowned and smiled so hard that I felt like a lunatic.

I smacked Siro on the chest and asked him to help me up.

I changed my clothes in the room, put my shoes on Siluo, and walked out of the ward door. I saw several brothers standing outside in the corridor outside. These were my direct descendants, each with a gloomy face and a look of evil spirits. From a distance, I didn't look like good people, and those nurses and other things were avoiding them.

When they saw Siro and I come out, they immediately gathered up. Seeing that I was not seriously injured, they all looked relieved.

"Okay, don't stand, I'm very hard and I can't die." I frowned in pain, but still laughed loudly. Someone who responded quickly quickly found a wheelchair and wanted to push me out, but I refused.

"Stand out." I said lightly: "Now, openly, secretly, I don't know how many people are staring at us. When I got home, I lay down in pain and rolled on the ground. But outside, I'm going to stand up and walk back!"

The brothers were speechless, only Xi Luo held me, and everyone walked behind me and didn't say anything. The atmosphere made me laugh a little, and I turned around and laughed: "What's wrong? Brothers, why are they holding their faces... It's like a funeral, I'm not dead yet."

When she walked to the end of the corridor, she saw Yang Wei coming towards her. Her expression was a little gloomy. Seeing that I had changed my clothes and was carried by Xi Luo, she immediately became a little annoyed. She came up and shouted in a low voice: "Chen Yang! What do you want to do?"

I said slowly, "Go back. My injuries are all trauma. They can be cured in the hospital, and I can also cure them when I go back. I am staring at here, and I don't know how many policemen are waiting below. What should I do if I don't go back?"

Yang Wei thought for a moment, sighed, and took over Xiluo's position. Xiluo hesitated for a moment. Without refusal, he obediently let Yang Wei take over him and hold me.

"Okay, Xiaowu, I'll take you back... I have something to say to you on the way."

I didn't see Hansen following her, but vaguely, I seemed to guess what Yang Wei might be saying to me.

Sure enough, there were policemen waiting in the hospital. When our locals were going through the discharge procedures, there were policemen next to me. They followed me openly, but they did not interfere with my actions.

The only surprise to me was that I walked out of the elevator and came to the first floor hall of the hospital. As soon as I turned a corner, I saw that there were many reporters facing me!

Before I could react, I was ecstatic in front of me... A flash of lights turned on. Siro and the others immediately reacted and flew to stop me. There were police officers behind me rushed over to help stop the reporters.

I looked at Yang Wei strangely: "What's wrong? I'm just a gangster. Why did I get injured and go to the hospital and even alarm these paparazzi?"

Yang Wei smiled and said, "It's not as usual now. These media are staring at the police station. As a result, the police station exploded, and the whole of Canada was shocked! As for you, God knows how these reporters got the internal news... but it may also be a misunderstanding. There were police officers who were slightly injured in the explosion of the police station, and they were sent to this hospital. These reporters may not know your identity, and they may also mistake you for being a policeman."

I was so happy. I laughed and said, "I? Police?"

In fact, it was really as I guessed later. The next day, some newspapers published photos, which showed me being held by someone, with a solemn and surprised expression on my face... The following text: Police officer injured in a police department explosion in the police station...

"I'm afraid I'm going back first." On the way, in Yang Wei's car, her face turned gloomy.

"Oh." I responded vaguely and looked out the window.

"Hanson, this stupid guy, told my family about the matter here. My uncle called me just now and ordered me to go back immediately. I was not allowed to trek into this muddy water." Yang smiled, and his tone was a little disdainful: "Hey, he is old, worried that I will cause trouble outside."

She said this and looked at me, seeing that I didn't speak, just looking out the window: "You... why don't you talk?"

I turned my head to look at her: "You go back, it's okay to go back. The situation is a bit messy now... The planning stage has passed, and now it's time to work hard."

"You...you must not do anything random!" Yang Wei was solemn.

There were only two of us in the car. When she drove, I sat next to her. In the front and back of our car, there were Siro and the others. Yang Wei's bodyguard Hansen, who didn't know where he went.

"That mercenary organization, I asked Hansen carefully. It was a group of war tools! A group of murderous madmen. I think Vietnamese were in trouble this time. This kind of madman is not easy to control. If you find such a person, be careful that it is easy to ask God to send God to God! I would like to give you a suggestion... First, tolerate the police to carry out large-scale anti-gang campaigns. The anti-gang storm will not be small... But after experiencing this incident, other organizations in the underworld will definitely suffer great losses. Wait until the matter is done.
Chapter completed!