I don't have a system but I have a hammer

At this time, he and I were pale but triumphant, like a man who just came out of the village chief’s house, wearing a belt, reminiscing about the cheating man who had just been full of spring...

The other was furious, red-faced, like a village chief who had just been bullied by someone with forceful means, but had no choice but to watch the murderer leave with disheveled clothes...

Damn, how could this extremely fast interrogation method have caught me?

Cursing myself annoyed, I grinned involuntarily as I looked at the wrinkled man's face with deep meaning and the blood pool on the seat that had turned into a small puddle...

"Arrogance cannot be evidence, just like being able to speak well cannot change your life from Hades..."

To my surprise, there was not much fear of death on his face. Instead, he smiled and took off the cigarette butt that was almost burnt from his mouth, and glanced at the bandage on his calf, grinning indifferently grin...

"Heh, I'm dying, so it's fine even if you tell me the truth. You should know that for a person who loves guessing riddles, uncovering the answer is more important than everything..."

I ignored his thirst for knowledge that was about to dissipate, but looked at the blood on my hand, thoughtfully...

"Are you Rh-positive blood, or negative?"

He froze for a moment, frowned and asked in bewilderment...

"Positive...why ask this?"

Hearing the words, my eyes flickered with deep amusement, and I made a meaningful joke...

"Hey, it looks like you won't be able to know the truth tonight, but... the King of Hades can't take your life either!"

The wrinkled man seemed to realize something, and his face suddenly became weird, like an elementary school student who just finished his winter vacation homework hard and only then knew that the school was bombed!

Like a chess player who just won a game, I smiled and turned on the communicator, and connected to the delivery channel of a nearby drugstore...

"Hey, I need a medical kit!"

...

10 minutes later...

I washed the blood on my hands with mineral water, and wiped the sweat on my face from time to time...

"Although I have type O blood, in order to prevent hemolysis, I can't give you too much, but I have re-bandaged your wound, and I want to last until tomorrow morning, there is no problem at all..."

The wrinkled man looked thoughtfully at me who was washing my hands by the car window, and suddenly said...

"I have a younger brother..."

I lit a cigarette and lightly interrupted the story he was going to tell next...

"It's 11:30 now, and the police will leave in two hours at most. At that time, I will send you to a nearby hospital. Now... old man, you should lie down in peace..."

The wrinkled man in the rearview mirror ignored me, but continued the topic with great interest...

"I haven't been in touch with him for many years. Just now I thought I was going to die, but suddenly my mind was full of him. I realized that I still have family members... And you, when you were dying, did you miss anything in particular? people?"

I'm not very interested in that...

So after I stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, I pretended to be resting and closed my eyes...

"Speak less, or I don't mind stunning you..."

After my slightly tired threat, the atmosphere in the car suddenly became dull, and the only thing left was a faint sigh from the back seat...

And I slightly opened my eyes, looked up at the bright moon outside the window, with deep eyes shining...

Missing people...?

It seems that the appearance of the parents in memory has been blurred, let alone brothers and sisters...

Thinking of this, I sighed slightly, then pinched Brother Hammer behind me without a trace, and grinned...

Hey, do I still need to miss...

"zzzzz~zzzzz~"

The sudden snoring sound pulled me out of the vortex of my thoughts, I couldn't help curling my lips when I saw the wrinkled man in the back seat who was snoring...

Damn, what a big heart!

three hours later...

I was immersed in browsing the information, I suddenly raised my head, glanced at the time on the communicator, my eyes lit up...

That's right, the drone hasn't appeared for more than an hour, and the police behind it all left an hour ago, in other words...

I... can leave now!

After checking the wound on the wrinkled man and the firmness of the binding, I returned to the driver's seat, stepped on the gas pedal, and drove in the direction of the jetpack...

4 minutes later, I retrieve the jetpack and guitar bag and drive to the hospital…

But after seeing several police cars flashing red and blue at the entrance of the hospital, I immediately dismissed the idea, and instead navigated a small road, ready to start...

"Where are you going?"

Listening to the inquiries behind me, I didn't say anything, I just found a remote and uninhabited path and drove to...

"You just arrived at the hospital, and now you suddenly turned around. It seems that there are my colleagues inside, isn't it?"

I lit a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, lit another one for myself, and drove the car intently, still didn't speak...

"If you want to leave Huaxia, I can help you!"

Slightly narrowing my eyes, I shook my head indifferently, still maintaining a state of silence...

After seeing my appearance, the wrinkled man seemed to know what I was thinking, and said something meaningful to me...

"My brother died because of you, I want to know the truth!"

It turns out that the person whom I dropped from the sky just now is his younger brother, no wonder this old guy chased me all the way...

The sharpness in the eyes flashed...

"Your brother's death is inevitable!"

And his eyes are also cold...

"Then my life is also inevitable?"

Chirp -!

Accompanied by a sharp brake sound, the high-speed off-road vehicle suddenly stopped...

I looked coldly at the wrinkled man in the rearview mirror, then glanced at the deserted suburbs, got out of the car without saying a word, opened the door for him, and said indifferently...

"get off!"

With determination in his eyes, he sat up with great difficulty, and then kicked the driver's seat twice with his uninjured foot, as if he was delaying time, or venting...

"Damn it, I'm just a younger brother, can't you tell me the truth?"

I sneered, and regardless of his leg injury, I pulled him out of the car and threw him on the grass, then met his resentful cannibalistic gaze, got into the driver's seat without looking back, and kicked the accelerator. Step on it and drive straight ahead...

But at this moment, a roar of anger comparable to the pain of losing a wife suddenly came from behind...

"Grass mud horse coward!"

"He died for you back then!"

"Now I'm his brother..."

"Don't you even have the right to know the truth!"

"Damn, he said before he died..."

"If even the organization can no longer be trusted..."

"Then trust...the lunatic!"

"Trust your mother!"

"You're a fucking coward!"