Chapter 285 Chapter 24 Hua Tuo is alive

He came to an emergency brake, and then managed to stand still, looking at the guy who blocked the window and seemed to be a little sleepy in his nightgown. "Swish, swish, swish!" Knowing that he was no match for the four of them, the black figure took out the gun in his hand and aimed at Yin Hui's forehead and shot, his body did not stop moving forward. "Let's go. What the hell are you doing killing people with a dagger while wearing a gun?" Only then did Yin Hui realize his danger, and turned around, barely avoiding the black shadow's attack. After thinking about it, I almost understood that this person definitely didn't want to be discovered by Yin Hui's people, and it was also a very difficult task for him to be responsible for escaping.

However, the exit of the window was also exposed by Yin Hui, and the black shadow quickened his pace and moved quickly. But the moment he leaned out of the window, there was a crisp bang from the window, and thick black smoke slowly rose from the shadow's forehead, slowly drifting into the room. The red and white blood plasma was really dazzling and bright under the reflection of the moonlight. Not only did the scene not make Yin Hui feel horrible, but it had a very beautiful illusion. "Who fired the gun?" Conan Doyle left from the bed, holding a short and sharp black pistol in his hand.

It was the demon gun he carried with him. "Drag him in!" A woman's voice like the sounds of nature reached everyone's ears, as charming as the sounds of nature. Yin Hui could tell that the voice was actually the voice of thorns. Why is she here? With this doubt, he stepped forward and pulled the man away from the window. With a whoosh, he exploded in like a bolt of lightning, and stood firmly in front of Yin Hui. "Why are you here?" Yin Hui looked at the unexpected visitor and asked. "What? I can't come?" The woman frowned, looking at the masked man lying on the ground.

"If you can come, you can come, of course you can." Yin Hui said with a smile on his face. He wanted to step forward and lift off the mask of the man in black, to see what kind of face was buried under the black mask. When the black cloth was removed from the face of the man in black, everyone's eyes widened, and they looked at the man in black lying on the ground in disbelief. They all knew this person, and it was the uncle of the housekeeper who they had just met during the day. "I didn't expect it to be him?" Thorn frowned and looked at the man in black lying on the ground thoughtfully.

"What?" Yin Hui looked at the thorns. She suddenly remembered something, and said to Yin Hui: "Send the corpse to the hospital morgue!" Yin Hui nodded, looked at the scalpel standing behind him and said, "Go, let's carry him there!" The scalpel muttered, and said with great reluctance: "In the middle of the night, you asked me to help you transport this corpse... I have never seen such a eccentric boss." "Stop talking nonsense, if you are told to transport it, you can transport it! There is so much nonsense." Yin Hui cursed, and then lifted the corpse's feet.

After the two moved the corpse away, Thorn jumped out of the window. Looking at the pool of blood on the ground, Huang Yanyan pouted her small mouth, didn't say anything, just got under the bed and continued to sleep deeply. Conan Doyle was going to change places. Although she dealt with corpses all day long, it was somewhat uncomfortable for him to sleep with a pool of blood. But seeing that Huang Yanyan didn't intend to move his position, he didn't have much to say, so he also got under the covers, discarded all distracting thoughts, and began to fall asleep. But in the second half of the night, I couldn't sleep at all.

Her heart was still beating wildly, thinking about what might have happened in her sleep just now. Perhaps the man in black had already put the knife across his neck in his sleep, and when he was about to cut it, he was stopped by the scalpel. If... if it was a second later, they would have lost their lives to continue living. She wasn't going to think about it anymore, because the current him had beaded beads of sweat on his forehead. ... In a remote village in Yunnan, there is an old building that has been abandoned for decades. Although this is a village, there is not even a single person in the village. There are only various old buildings that are dilapidated and abandoned. The houses have collapsed and collapsed, and few of them have remained the same.

In some places, the ground was even cracked with big cracks one by one, and it looked as if there was a lack of water all year round. However, there is only one dilapidated old-fashioned bamboo building that has not collapsed, but it still stands there firmly, and it will not fall down in the wind and rain! A middle-aged man was wearing a yellow robe, with a yellow hat on his head, and a long flag in his hand. On the red flag, there were a few golden characters mounted on it: "When the medicine cures the disease, Hua Tuo is alive!" The font is bright, very bright. One can tell at a glance that this is a wandering doctor who sells dog skin plasters.

You don't think there is anything wrong with a wandering doctor appearing in such a poor mountain village. However, if you know that this mountain village is empty, you will feel that there is something wrong with this wandering doctor. It's not a problem with the brain, it's a problem with the nerves. In fact, both of what you said are wrong, because this doctor's brain is fine, and his spirit is fine, but there is a problem with his character. He looked left and right, sneaking forward slowly like a thief. Only when he confirmed that no one around him was paying attention to him would he take a light step forward.

When walking cautiously to the old old bamboo building like this, he let out a long sigh of relief. He knocked lightly on the bamboo door, and there was a crackling sound. Two long and one short, like the sound of a spy knocking on the door in an American blockbuster. No response. He knocked on the bamboo door again, and it was also two long and one short. "Who is it?" An indistinct voice came from inside, as if a mouthful of thick phlegm was stuck in his throat. "It's me!" the wandering doctor said. "Oh! Come in!" The voice was still extremely rude, just like the voice of an old man.

Squeak! He pushed open the bamboo door and walked in. A musty smell pierced into the nostrils, making people sick.However, he still tried his best to suppress the turmoil in his heart and did not spit it out. The furnishings in the room are very simple, a bamboo bed, a bamboo chair, and some simple tools for cooking. On the bamboo chair, an old man was drinking tea from a purple sand pot with his eyes slightly closed. At this moment, he saw this person dressed as a doctor, his closed eyes finally opened a small slit, looking at the person in front of him. "Lord, I have information." The wandering doctor spoke very concisely, and his body was slightly bowed, so as to show his respect for the old man in front of him. It's just that the sentence he said over and over again made her a little confused. host?What is the Lord?It is Jesus, it is Jesus Christ, the ruler of this world, the enemy of all wicked people, the ruler of angels, and everything in this world... Could it be... the dirty guy in front of him who can even be described as a half-buried man in the loess is our Jesus Christ? No no no no, you insult our Jesus too much. "What information?" The Lord's face finally had a tinge of color, a trace of curiosity. "A person from the Gu Sect has successfully entered the National Security Bureau, and it seems...as if he has won their trust." The wandering doctor said somewhat proudly. "Oh? Who is it?" "It's Huang Yanyan!" "Huang Yanyan?" The wrinkles on the old man's face stretched slightly: "Who is Huang Yanyan?" "Huang Yanyan is Huang Xianxian's younger sister." "Huang Xianxian" Hearing these three words, the skeleton old man jumped up and said with a crisp sound, "Huang Xianxian's own sister, is this person reliable?" "Don't worry, it's absolutely reliable." When the skeleton old man got so angry, the wandering man immediately turned pale with fright, and froze in place motionless, not daring to say a word. "Reliable!" The old man cursed again: "You said Huang Xianxian was reliable last time, but didn't he turn traitor in the end?" When the skeleton old man was so angry, the wandering man turned pale with fright: "This time... I will guarantee with my life... Huang Yanyan... is absolutely trustworthy." Seeing that the doctor used his own life to guarantee Huang Yanyan, the old man nodded in relief, then sat on the bamboo chair and said, "I will trust you again. Report to me as soon as you have any information. You should leave first!" The doctor nodded, grabbed his signboard and left the bamboo building in despair. After Langzhong left, the skeleton old man smiled faintly. The smile was so profound that no one could understand what was hidden in the smile. I am afraid that only he himself can understand the deep meaning of the smile! Snapped! Bang bang bang bang. The table that was hit by the skeleton old man just now crackled and scattered, and a thick layer of dust accumulated on it also flew up, making him cough for a long time. "Damn, damn!" When he was 30 to 40 meters away from the bamboo building, he cursed viciously: "Huang Xianxian? Huh! It's you the fuck, let me be in the Lord's house!" The prestige in front of me has been greatly reduced. Sooner or later, I will pull you back from the Hall of Yama and punish you!" The Wandering Langzhong punched the stone beside him, and the stone exploded with a bang, and the shattered stones splashed into the air, hitting another mountain wall, and it was able to punch a deep hole on the mountain wall. Big pit. It can be seen how powerful it is. "This time, I have to be more cautious." There was a smile on the corner of Lang Zhong's mouth, full of contemptuous irony. "I have to get in touch with Huang Yanyan, lest that little girl do anything to me secretly." The doctor suddenly remembered that he used his life to guarantee Huang Yanyan in front of the skeleton old man, and he felt a little worried. The last thing he worried about in his life was himself. If Huang Yanyan was like her sister again this time, his own life would really be lost. He opened the wine gourd he carried with him, tilted the gourd and poured out a black thing from it. The black maggots rolled on his hand, struggling to escape from his palm. It has realized its destiny. But the doctor will not give him a chance to survive, as long as he is in the palm of his hand, he will not leave him a way out. Snapped! The doctor's arm was photographed! A mass of black matter sprang out from the gap in the arm, and finally stuck to the opposite wall. It was a bloody maggot! ... Snapped! Huang Yanyan, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a slight crackling sound. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and saw a ball of blood in the middle of the room at first sight. "Damn it, you'll see blood in the morning!" She cursed bad luck, then got out of bed, put on her clothes, and was about to go to the bathroom to wash and brush. Holding the cup in one hand and the washing utensil in the other, she made faces in front of the mirror, admiring her beautiful and delicate face. Snapped! The slight crackling sound resounded again. She was stunned and froze in place. Snapped! Another slight sound. She hurriedly took out three black things from her pocket. The three black maggots were already dead, their internal organs squeezed out of the leather shell, and their bodies were also flat, as if they had been photographed. Her expression immediately became tense, and she took three consecutive shots at the three bugs before taking a breath.Put the three black worms into the pocket and continue the scrubbing operation. Clap clap! Four consecutive popping sounds made Huang Yanyan, who was still in shock, get goosebumps all over her body.When she realized that it was the sound of someone knocking on the door, she let out a long breath, and her heart that was about to jump out just now calmed down. "Huang Yanyan, open the door!" Came Conan Doyle's standard Beijing dialect. Huang Yanyan was very surprised. How can such a foreign girl speak more standard Chinese than herself?Could it be that this guy, like himself, is a spy of a certain organization? But later he rejected this idea. Which spy is willing to stay in China for so many years? Snapped! Huang Yanyan opened the door, and saw Conan Doyle standing at the door, also holding a cup in one hand and washing utensils in the other, and smiled slightly. "Such a coincidence?" Conan Doyle didn't know how to answer. Finally, out of politeness, he nodded and said, "Yes! What a coincidence." Although she knew that this sentence was nonsense, because there was only such a washing room in the whole room.This is not a coincidence, but a necessary event. Huang Yanyan went out after simply washing up, while Conan Doyle looked at this strange person and shook his head helplessly. Indeed, in Conan Doyle's eyes, Huang Yanyan is a very strange person. Yesterday she clearly said that she would tell herself a story about a little earthworm, but then she broke her promise, no matter how much I asked her, she would not answer. ... "How is it?" Yin Hui frowned and asked as he looked at the scalpel that was dissecting the man in black. "No Xiami was found." The scalpel shook his head in disappointment: "This old guy is a cunning fox, and nothing was found from him. Maybe he put all the information on him in his residence." After a whole night of tossing and tossing, both of them were a little tired. After hearing the disheartening words of the scalpel, Yin Hui finally lost his footing and squatted on the ground. "Damn, it's so embarrassing that I couldn't even get a fart out after tossing all night." The scalpel also sat on the floor of the morgue and cursed angrily. Originally, the two of them were planning to find some clues from this guy.But after searching all over the body, nothing was found, and then the scalpel simply used his old profession, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!See if you can find any clues from the body. As a result, after tossing all night, the two of them found nothing. Perhaps he might also be charged with tampering with a dead body... Thinking of this crime, Yin Hui felt a headache. "Let's go! Let's go to this guy's residence to see if we can find any clues." Yin Hui stood up from the ground and said to the scalpel while holding the cold body cabinet behind him. The scalpel nodded, and then followed Yin Hui towards the dormitory of the housekeeper. However, the door of the dormitory manager was already covered with a row of guards, surrounding the door. It seems that someone has already reported it to the superior. "I'm sorry sir, you can't go in here." At the door, an armed policeman wearing an official hat stopped the two people who were about to go in. "I am also the deputy leader of the National Security Bureau. This person is closely related to a mission I perform. You must let me in." Yin Hui took out a certificate from his pocket and showed it to the officer in the official hat. "This..." He thought about it with some embarrassment, and finally said: "How about this! I will inform the people inside first, and you can go in after getting their permission?" Yin Hui knew that their subordinates were also under a lot of pressure, so he nodded. The official hat glanced at Yin Hui gratefully, then turned around and entered the room. Not long after, the official hat came out and said to Yin Hui and Huang Yanyan: "Please come inside, both of you." The two nodded, and walked in swaggeringly. As soon as I went in, I saw a bramble bending over an old chair. "The thorn? Didn't expect it to be you?" Yin Hui looked at the thorn who was also staring at him in astonishment and said hello. "Hmm!" She replied coldly, "This person has something to do with my mission, I'm here to check it out!" Yin Hui smiled and said, "What a coincidence, by the way, have you found anything?" Thorn shook his head: "No, all the furniture and appliances are normal, and no communication equipment was found." Thorn said that he didn't find any clues, let alone himself. I am a half-way monk, and I can't compare with these professionals. "Just take a look! Maybe you can find something." Seeing Yin Hui's disappointed look, Jing Ji comforted her. "Then... alright! I'll check." As he spoke, he searched the room carefully. "If only the Scalpel gang were here, they would definitely pocket all the previous things here, which is their fine tradition. Of course, he doesn't rule out that the Demoman here must regard this room as his The possibility of being a victim of art. Maybe he was excited and hid an invisible time bomb in the room. If the room is blown up, it will be troublesome." Thinking wildly, he checked the room involuntarily, but found nothing in the room. "Report!" At the door, the tall police officer knocked again. "Say!" Thorn seemed to be familiar with all this, and he spoke without even knowing how to do it. "A man named Conan Doyle is coming in." His voice was so loud that even people outside could hear it. This kind of person is not suitable for such a secret thing, he really doubts how Thorn would use such a person. "Well, let her in!" Thorn replied, still not turning his head to look at this guy. "yes!" The footsteps of the big man echoed in the corridor of the small dormitory. Not long after, the sound of two disorganized footsteps came slowly from the direction of the door. Squeak!The door was pushed open.But what Yin Hui saw was not Conan Doyle's face of a standard foreign beauty, but Huang Yanyan with a charming smile. "Why is it her?" Seeing this woman, Yin Hui's head hurt a little.There is a feeling of finding a seam in the ground to drill into. "Huh? Little earthworm, why are you here?" The most worrying thing happened, and Huang Yanyan greeted Yin Hui mercilessly. "Well, the task I performed may have a very important relationship with this person!" Yin Hui said. "Little earthworm?" Thorn, who had been searching the room for clues, suddenly raised his head, stared at Yin Hui and asked those three words questioningly: "When did you have this nickname?" "It's just a misunderstanding." Yin Hui hurriedly explained, "It's not as complicated as you think." "Complicated? Does the little earthworm have a complicated meaning?" Thorn's face was still full of doubts. "It's nothing, let's look for it quickly! Maybe everyone is powerful and can find any clues." Yin Hui actually wanted to leave because he found the three women in the room... He didn't want to get along with any of them. But the guy with the scalpel has a good eye. He looks at Huang Yanyan from time to time, and then secretly stares at Thorn's ass... Of course, this was all done in secrecy and no one noticed. "I think we'd better go! There doesn't seem to be any clues left here." Yin Hui searched for a while, and finally did enough tricks, and no one would object to leaving now. "Miss, you can't break in, miss, you can't break in..." There were noisy footsteps and a man's persuasive voice in the corridor. "Get out of here." The sharp female voice. Yin Hui's whole body trembled when he heard this voice, because the owner of this voice was none other than Shan Daofeng.