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He gasped sharply.Zhibao sensed that something was wrong with him, and suddenly remembered something, reached out and pulled off the coat on his left side, only to see the wound on his shoulder, although the wound was not deep, it was still faintly oozing blood.Looking into his dark green eyes, Zhibao felt a little distressed. This man didn't even make a sound after being injured. Is his willpower made of iron?

"Why didn't you ask the doctor to treat you just now?" Zhibao cursed in a low voice, a little angry and worried.

Gin turned his head away: "Small injury, I don't want others to get in touch with me who is defenseless."

"Do you suspect that the doctor is an undercover agent?"

"No, I don't trust anyone."

"Then why can I treat the doctor?" Zhibao frowned. Does this man think it doesn't matter if he dies?

"If the doctor has a problem, I can shoot the moment he hits you. But if he treats me, my left hand will definitely not be able to move." He pulled up his clothes, "And this small injury is not as good as yours. It's not the same thing as a serious scrape, and there's no need for others to touch it."

Zhibao said, "Go get the alcohol and gauze cotton from my cabinet."

"Huh?" He was taken aback.

"Why? Don't you even trust me?"

He stood up and walked to the locker on the other side of her office, opened it, and took out the medicine box inside. Suddenly, he stopped: "Why do you have a medicine box in your office? Sherry, you already knew that you would be injured." Yet?"

Zhibao noticed that his hands were in his pockets again, and his paranoia really made her dumbfounded.She replied: "You can see clearly that the alcohol cotton in the medicine box is distributed to our research laboratory by the organization. Every research laboratory has it, including the cafeteria and the front desk."

He took out his hand, turned around and walked back, put the medicine box by her hand, and took off his clothes cooperatively.Zhibao straightened up slightly, opened the medicine box, and while helping him disinfect the wound, he teased and said, "If there was a fire today, you must suspect that I arranged the fire-fighting equipment in the corridor on purpose, right?"

He smiled relaxedly: "I'm such a suspicious character, I'm too nervous, and I don't have time to reason."

But Zhibao couldn't relax: "It turns out that you don't completely trust me... When you have doubts, even if there is no evidence, you will shoot me, right?"

He doesn't speak.

"Gin... are you really, phenyl () ethyl () amine to me?"

He still doesn't speak.

Zhibao wrapped the gauze around his arm, and the smell of alcohol lingered around them. Zhibao tried his best to smell the sober alcohol smell, while enduring the grievance in his heart, he helped him wrap the gauze.

"Go to sleep." He carried her to the bed and covered her with the quilt, "I'll sit on the sofa with you."

"No need, let's go." She buried her face deeply in the quilt, and sure enough, everything was self-indulgent. How much is this man's treatment of her true or false?

The lights in the room were turned off, and then she heard the sound of the door closing, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Qin Jiu came out with a heavy heart, when the phone rang, he picked up the phone, and Hua Diao's voice came: "Gin, I heard what happened to you just now. Something is not quite right."

"You said."

"Vodka brought back the body of the sniper, and was planning to dispose of it secretly, but I was just being playful, so I asked someone from the firearms department to check it out and found something very interesting."

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Oh, that is, the bullets that killed the sniper did not match the guns of Chianti and Cologne. I took a few people to check the building where the sniper was at that time. Both Chianti and Columbus were inaccurate. "

He opened his eyes wide: "What?"

"The bullet that killed the sniper was not shot by our people! I think that at the moment when a mysterious sniper shot in Chianti and Cologne, he also shot and killed him. It may be the angle The questions and the timing were good, and it was dark, which made Kelun and the others mistakenly think that they had hit the target."

Zhu Xingda put away the gun on the roof of the building, hid it gently, put on a mask and left silently.

——I didn’t expect that there are so many people who want to kill you. How many people are coveting your medicine?