Chapter 233： : look at old friends
Lin Bei sat on the hospital bed with a pale face, opened his mouth, and asked the nurse to help feed him.
This nurse is different from the outside, not to mention that he is young and has a great figure.
After all, this ward costs as much as 1,000 US dollars a day, and everything is given priority. Even the food is prepared by a special onmyoji. Lin Bei has never lived in such a good... room, close to 10,000 RNM per night (90s exchange rate).
If this money is in China, it will be their family's income for two years!
"Hey..." Lin Bei found that he seemed to be corrupted by this capitalism.
Just as he was in a daze, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and he saw Tang Dao in a light blue suit walking in, and the bodyguard beside him was still carrying a fruit basket. As soon as he came in, he said, "Old classmate, I Come to see you."
Lin Bei froze for a while, and then a little panic flashed in his eyes. He put his hands on the sides of his thighs, and was about to sit upright.
"No, you can just sit down." Tang Dao stretched out his hand and pressed it in mid-air, and said gently, "You have been in the hospital for so long, and I don't have time to come. How about taking time to take a look today? Does it still hurt? ?”
"much better."
Lin Bei's voice is still weak, and there are still some images left in his brain. He remembers that he seems to be rescued by a group of people, and... still holding a pistol. He can be sure that one of them is following his classmates The bodyguards are the same in size and voice. Thinking of this, he glanced at the little angel out of the corner of his eye. As a lawyer, he pays attention to details the most.
"Well, if you need anything, you can tell the nurse, and they will arrange it for you." Tang Dao squeezed the quilt.
Then he said a few more homely things, and when he was about to leave, Lin Bei seemed to ask a long-pressed question.
"Tang Dao, you... what are you doing now?"
Tang Dao was taken aback, and said with a smile, "Why do you ask that suddenly? I mainly do some fund business, occasionally humanitarian aid, sometimes I go to Africa, and I get a little tanned." He himself laughed twice after finishing speaking. Voice.
"But I saw that your bodyguard was carrying a gun." Lin Bei asked all this, without hiding it, and told the scene he saw in the abandoned factory when he was still conscious.
"Ordinary people don't know how to carry weapons. Besides, I asked about this ward. The handling fee alone requires a deposit of 20,000 US dollars. How long have you been out of school? Is there so much money?" Lin Bei's voice became louder and louder. , questioned, and stared at Tang Dao at the end, "Don't do anything illegal, the worst thing is to go back to school, when you come out of Stanford, you are also an elite, so don't delay your future."
After being quiet for a while, Tang Dao smiled, "Look at what you said, can I still kill people and set fires? You are worrying too much, I just earn some hard money. If I do something illegal, I will soon I was arrested, right? Don’t think too much, and you should know my personality.”
He is a famous figure in school, he is warm-hearted, and has a high reputation among Chinese and overseas students.
More cheerful and sunny.
Even in the small United Nations within the Stanford school, the topic he proposed was "The World Needs Peace". At that time, several tutors gave him high marks, and he was very popular because of his good studies.
Hearing what he said, Lin Bei felt a little relieved, he really didn't want his friend to go astray.
"Okay, you take your time to rest. I'll find you a job when you're done later." Tang Dao patted his shoulder with a smile, and when he turned around, the smile on his face suddenly subsided, and his lips were fighting up and down Obviously, Lin Bei's words had a great impact on him.
A fine anti-war man who now wants no peace.
This is too ironic.
When he got out of the ward, Tang Dao tilted his head, lit a cigarette, and exhaled foul breath, "Check for me, if someone said anything to him, and the nurse will check carefully for me."
Just now he clearly noticed that when Lin Bei spoke, the nurse did not leave the room, pretending to be tidying up things, but his body turned sideways to eavesdrop on something, Tang Dao watched all of this.
"What if something is found?" The little angel whispered, "Do you want to..."
"If it's someone from ZF, don't worry about it. If it's not, clean it up." Tang Dao tilted his head and took two sips, because he saw a nurse approaching, "Sir, you can't smoke here."
"Sorry, I've lost my cigarette addiction for a while, can you throw it away for me? Thank you."
After Tang Dao took the last puff of the cigarette, he gave the cigarette **** to the nurse with an apologetic face.
This man has to behave by the rules, and he must stand upright when he is scolded.
The nurse also didn't expect this man to look so easy to talk. Looking at Tang Dao's back, she shrugged at the colleague at the nurse's desk.
"By the way, it seems that Kurt is also in this hospital."
Turning to the corner of the stairs, Tang Dao stopped abruptly, which almost bumped into the bodyguard following him, and asked the little angel, who nodded hurriedly, "It's in the intensive care unit on the fourth floor, but someone is watching."
"Go, go see my old friend."
The slap on the face still hurts!
He had to see how many tubes were inserted into Kurt's body.
Turn around and climb up the stairs. The fourth floor is very wide and has a good view. At the entrance of the corridor, I met two FBI squatting and smoking. When they heard footsteps, they stood up, "Sir, You are not allowed to come up here." One of the fat men said, the shirt on his body was about to collapse.
There are more than 100 million fat people in the United States, and high-calorie food is one of the main reasons. It is also natural that you can hear that someone died suddenly, and this is not exhausting the body.
"I'm here to see a friend, uh... Kurt and I are very good friends." Tang Dao looked at the little angel, pulled his left hand out of his pocket, and gestured, "Friends of life and death, yes, Life and death."
The two looked at each other, frowned, and met each other's eyes.
"terribly sorry…"
"No, no, no, I think he will be happy to see me. You can go and tell your chief." Tang Dao gestured downward, interrupted the other party impolitely, and motioned the other party to ask the boss first. not the Lord.
Rich people always get different treatment, don't they?
This Asian looks very rich. You may be able to offend the ZF in the United States, but you cannot offend the rich. This is class privilege.
The fat man threw the cigarette **** into the trash can, walked towards the depths of the corridor with a displeased face, knocked on the door of a room, and then pushed in. About two minutes later, behind him was Followed by a middle-aged white man, wearing glasses.
"It's you?!"
He knew Tang Dao, and he was surprised.
"Oh? You know me?" Tang Dao frowned, as if he had indeed met the other party in the Boston Police Department.
The middle-aged white man nodded, but he knew the identity of the other party, Shen Sheng It is not convenient for Kurt to see people now, he was injured seriously, almost killed him. "The eyes are fixed on each other.
"God, this is so cruel. I've heard it too. It's a black man, right? Damn it!" Tang Dao cursed twice, and then pinned his collar. "I was very angry when I heard that, and I was shocked. shocked."
Middle-aged white people feel as if they are watching a Hollywood star perform!
Full of tension.
But most of the people in the FBI believe that the one in front of them is the murderer behind the scenes.
"Don't you plan to give me such a chance? Are you still afraid...what will I do?" Tang Dao asked back.
The middle-aged white man took a deep breath, "Of course, but please pay attention to the time." After finishing speaking, he said to the fat man, "Take him there and come out in five minutes."
He still didn't believe that Tang Dao really dared to kill people here!
…
This nurse is different from the outside, not to mention that he is young and has a great figure.
After all, this ward costs as much as 1,000 US dollars a day, and everything is given priority. Even the food is prepared by a special onmyoji. Lin Bei has never lived in such a good... room, close to 10,000 RNM per night (90s exchange rate).
If this money is in China, it will be their family's income for two years!
"Hey..." Lin Bei found that he seemed to be corrupted by this capitalism.
Just as he was in a daze, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and he saw Tang Dao in a light blue suit walking in, and the bodyguard beside him was still carrying a fruit basket. As soon as he came in, he said, "Old classmate, I Come to see you."
Lin Bei froze for a while, and then a little panic flashed in his eyes. He put his hands on the sides of his thighs, and was about to sit upright.
"No, you can just sit down." Tang Dao stretched out his hand and pressed it in mid-air, and said gently, "You have been in the hospital for so long, and I don't have time to come. How about taking time to take a look today? Does it still hurt? ?”
"much better."
Lin Bei's voice is still weak, and there are still some images left in his brain. He remembers that he seems to be rescued by a group of people, and... still holding a pistol. He can be sure that one of them is following his classmates The bodyguards are the same in size and voice. Thinking of this, he glanced at the little angel out of the corner of his eye. As a lawyer, he pays attention to details the most.
"Well, if you need anything, you can tell the nurse, and they will arrange it for you." Tang Dao squeezed the quilt.
Then he said a few more homely things, and when he was about to leave, Lin Bei seemed to ask a long-pressed question.
"Tang Dao, you... what are you doing now?"
Tang Dao was taken aback, and said with a smile, "Why do you ask that suddenly? I mainly do some fund business, occasionally humanitarian aid, sometimes I go to Africa, and I get a little tanned." He himself laughed twice after finishing speaking. Voice.
"But I saw that your bodyguard was carrying a gun." Lin Bei asked all this, without hiding it, and told the scene he saw in the abandoned factory when he was still conscious.
"Ordinary people don't know how to carry weapons. Besides, I asked about this ward. The handling fee alone requires a deposit of 20,000 US dollars. How long have you been out of school? Is there so much money?" Lin Bei's voice became louder and louder. , questioned, and stared at Tang Dao at the end, "Don't do anything illegal, the worst thing is to go back to school, when you come out of Stanford, you are also an elite, so don't delay your future."
After being quiet for a while, Tang Dao smiled, "Look at what you said, can I still kill people and set fires? You are worrying too much, I just earn some hard money. If I do something illegal, I will soon I was arrested, right? Don’t think too much, and you should know my personality.”
He is a famous figure in school, he is warm-hearted, and has a high reputation among Chinese and overseas students.
More cheerful and sunny.
Even in the small United Nations within the Stanford school, the topic he proposed was "The World Needs Peace". At that time, several tutors gave him high marks, and he was very popular because of his good studies.
Hearing what he said, Lin Bei felt a little relieved, he really didn't want his friend to go astray.
"Okay, you take your time to rest. I'll find you a job when you're done later." Tang Dao patted his shoulder with a smile, and when he turned around, the smile on his face suddenly subsided, and his lips were fighting up and down Obviously, Lin Bei's words had a great impact on him.
A fine anti-war man who now wants no peace.
This is too ironic.
When he got out of the ward, Tang Dao tilted his head, lit a cigarette, and exhaled foul breath, "Check for me, if someone said anything to him, and the nurse will check carefully for me."
Just now he clearly noticed that when Lin Bei spoke, the nurse did not leave the room, pretending to be tidying up things, but his body turned sideways to eavesdrop on something, Tang Dao watched all of this.
"What if something is found?" The little angel whispered, "Do you want to..."
"If it's someone from ZF, don't worry about it. If it's not, clean it up." Tang Dao tilted his head and took two sips, because he saw a nurse approaching, "Sir, you can't smoke here."
"Sorry, I've lost my cigarette addiction for a while, can you throw it away for me? Thank you."
After Tang Dao took the last puff of the cigarette, he gave the cigarette **** to the nurse with an apologetic face.
This man has to behave by the rules, and he must stand upright when he is scolded.
The nurse also didn't expect this man to look so easy to talk. Looking at Tang Dao's back, she shrugged at the colleague at the nurse's desk.
"By the way, it seems that Kurt is also in this hospital."
Turning to the corner of the stairs, Tang Dao stopped abruptly, which almost bumped into the bodyguard following him, and asked the little angel, who nodded hurriedly, "It's in the intensive care unit on the fourth floor, but someone is watching."
"Go, go see my old friend."
The slap on the face still hurts!
He had to see how many tubes were inserted into Kurt's body.
Turn around and climb up the stairs. The fourth floor is very wide and has a good view. At the entrance of the corridor, I met two FBI squatting and smoking. When they heard footsteps, they stood up, "Sir, You are not allowed to come up here." One of the fat men said, the shirt on his body was about to collapse.
There are more than 100 million fat people in the United States, and high-calorie food is one of the main reasons. It is also natural that you can hear that someone died suddenly, and this is not exhausting the body.
"I'm here to see a friend, uh... Kurt and I are very good friends." Tang Dao looked at the little angel, pulled his left hand out of his pocket, and gestured, "Friends of life and death, yes, Life and death."
The two looked at each other, frowned, and met each other's eyes.
"terribly sorry…"
"No, no, no, I think he will be happy to see me. You can go and tell your chief." Tang Dao gestured downward, interrupted the other party impolitely, and motioned the other party to ask the boss first. not the Lord.
Rich people always get different treatment, don't they?
This Asian looks very rich. You may be able to offend the ZF in the United States, but you cannot offend the rich. This is class privilege.
The fat man threw the cigarette **** into the trash can, walked towards the depths of the corridor with a displeased face, knocked on the door of a room, and then pushed in. About two minutes later, behind him was Followed by a middle-aged white man, wearing glasses.
"It's you?!"
He knew Tang Dao, and he was surprised.
"Oh? You know me?" Tang Dao frowned, as if he had indeed met the other party in the Boston Police Department.
The middle-aged white man nodded, but he knew the identity of the other party, Shen Sheng It is not convenient for Kurt to see people now, he was injured seriously, almost killed him. "The eyes are fixed on each other.
"God, this is so cruel. I've heard it too. It's a black man, right? Damn it!" Tang Dao cursed twice, and then pinned his collar. "I was very angry when I heard that, and I was shocked. shocked."
Middle-aged white people feel as if they are watching a Hollywood star perform!
Full of tension.
But most of the people in the FBI believe that the one in front of them is the murderer behind the scenes.
"Don't you plan to give me such a chance? Are you still afraid...what will I do?" Tang Dao asked back.
The middle-aged white man took a deep breath, "Of course, but please pay attention to the time." After finishing speaking, he said to the fat man, "Take him there and come out in five minutes."
He still didn't believe that Tang Dao really dared to kill people here!
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