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Chapter 62 Doctor Hans(2/2)

"What do you need me to do?" Wei Ran, who had no intention of leaving, asked sitting on the sofa far away.

"I've probably been exposed, otherwise those people just now wouldn't have found the hospital directly." Dr. Hans said, but suddenly stopped, and then nothing continued. In the silent living room, only the middle-aged woman was meticulously

The wound was sutured.

It wasn't until after 11 o'clock in the night that the blond woman meticulously helped Dr. Hans re-treat the stab wound on his chest. Then he gently tapped the kerosene lamp above his head with an unused hemostatic forceps, and then removed the rest of the wound.

She packed her things in garbage bags prepared in advance and carried them to the door connected to the garage. Soon after, she drove the Mercedes-Benz SUV out of the garage and disappeared.

It wasn't until Wei Ran extinguished the two kerosene lamps that Dr. Hans struggled to sit up and said, "If you can stay and help, please rest here for one night."

"That woman..."

"My wife Hannah," Dr. Hans said with the support of Wei Ran as he walked upstairs holding the candy box, "don't worry, she is trustworthy."

Hans and Hannah? These names are really the standard German Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong. Wei Ran cursed secretly, suppressed the urge to take this opportunity to ask Nicholas about the murder of his family, and sent the other person to the bedroom to lie down,

He also followed the other party's instructions and got into the bedroom next door.

After locking the door, Wei Ran looked at the young man holding a basketball in the photo frame beside the bed. Then he took out the pistol found on the two corpses in the hospital and put it on the bed. He also took out three magazines and put the contents inside.

Bullets were withdrawn one by one and placed on the bedside table.

Although each magazine of this small pistol only holds 8 rounds of ammunition, fortunately, he has 6 magazines in total. The total of 48 bullets is enough to fill the magazine of the pistol he brought with him at least twice.

Compared with the poor firepower sustainability of handguns in this era, the 19-round ammunition capacity of the handgun I brought is undoubtedly more reliable. Besides, if you hide the gun in a cowhide book, you might be able to use it like this at some point.

The same thing happened last time in Inta.
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