Wine and Gun

He heard the sticky sound of the blood-saturated cloth, and blood was squeezed from the wound that had not yet completely stopped bleeding. He saw that the man's brows were wrinkled with pain, but his eyes were still a cold and hard gray-blue under the thick cloud of yīn. Any screams of pain were strangled in the throat, Hardy was strangled to the point of blackness, and then...

Then there was another shot.

Hardy's movements froze.

It was as if a hot branding iron was pressed against his skin, the hammer hit his abdomen, and a sharp pain hit him, and it was at this moment that Amarette broke free from his shackles and pressed a hand with one hand. Grabbing the wound on his waist, he frowned and staggered to his feet. In his other hand, he held the gun that belonged to the prison guard, and a cloud of blue smoke slowly rose from the scorching barrel.

And Hardy was curled up in excruciating pain, his hands subconsciously pressing down on his bleeding belly... He certainly wasn't wearing a body armor, and no one thought what would happen when he went to Jenny Griffin's house to question him. How did you even think of wearing body armor?

At this moment, the images of Wallis and Clara, the faces of his friends, Bates and Olga, flashed in his pain-riddled mind, ironically, in such a For a moment he thought of Albarino—the brown-haired young man crouching in front of the rotting corpse, raising his head and smiling at him.

Although he didn't live well in the police station, he was lucky to have a happy family and good friends. When he first met Albarino, he thought so.

Then he lost consciousness.

Herstal looked at Hardy in a coma: Judging by the amount of bleeding, he should be able to hold out until the doctor arrives. The two ambulances that were driving ahead most likely heard gunshots or saw a third car drive off the shoulder, and even if they didn't, they could eventually find that the third car wasn't following. They couldn't stop to check because there were emergency patients in the car, but they must have called the police.

Not to mention, the two nurses who were knocked out by him should wake up soon.

To sum up, the police may be coming soon, and he must hurry.

Herstal thought about it, then put the pistol that belonged to the prison guard behind his waist and staggered up the shoulder of the road. The wounds on his body hurt terribly, and his eyes turned black one after another. Sure enough, the price he had to pay in order to leave the prison's guards was still too high.

He finally stood on the road, paused for a second, and took a deep, shaky breath of icy air. He doesn't have much choice now. He can only drive away in Hardy's police car, and then change the car as soon as possible at a suitable place. The police car is still too easy to locate... If he can return to the city smoothly, he will first go to the one he arranged before. Safe house, wait until the wound is healed before thinking about Slade...

Herstal went through his plan quickly in his mind, and then he quickly thought of something and frowned slightly.

The next second, Herstal strode—with the biggest strides he could have now—to Hardy’s police car, and then slammed open the trunk of the car:

Albarino Bacchus rolled over from the trunk with a smile and sat up.

As we all know, the young lab intern at Westland State University always wears a large backpack, which most people may think is a laptop.

And when the prison doctor in the infirmary had been moved to the window by him, Albarino quickly dug out his backup plan from his backpack: a uniform of prison guards, which would be somewhat flawed when viewed up close. , but according to today's situation, no one should check his uniform.

When the police bell rang piercingly, Albarino had already fastened the last button, and crept open the door of the forensic room that day, just in time to hear Hardy's voice returning in the corridor, he said: " It is impossible for Albarino to go down from here, he must still be in this building, you inform your people to guard all the exits, let's go to see Armalite first."

The warden responded quickly and ran to the nearest guard checkpoint, while Hardy turned around with several guards behind him and went down the stairs from the emergency exit. Albarino dodged out of the office, locked the door with the doctor's key, and followed them in a few steps--thank goodness Hardy was in the front, and in the chaos he didn't notice where he was behind him. Following a few prison guards, what is the difference under the uniforms and hats of these prison guards.

In horror movies, counting the number of people seems to be a necessary operation, but in real life, no one would think that there would be such an open and above-mentioned person beside them.

Albarino followed them all the way downstairs, and the iron gates opened quickly amid Hardy's nervous orders and the shouting of the prison guards - those guards didn't know how many prison guards there should be behind Hardy, the only one who knew the number The warden was also not there, and no one could remind Hardy and Alexander to look back. They passed through all the iron gates that should have been locked, all the way downstairs.

During this process, Albarino's pace became slower and slower, and he carefully distanced himself from the team in front. When they rushed out of the building, Albarino suddenly dodged and hid in the shadow of the corner. middle.

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