Chapter 50

Bella avoided the flow of people and police cars, carrying a large bag and a small bag, and went around to the other side of the parking lot to pick up the car.

Her pickup looks extremely domineering. Phoenix, as an inland city, has a lot of idle people. Wandering around the city, seeing people's cars are good, black homeless people who used to slash twice are everywhere.

Ordinary cars can be rowed, but ghost pickups are different. Miss pickup can pull those second forces in and kill them!

In order to prevent such incidents from happening, Bella usually parks the car in the corner, and at the same time tells Miss Pickup to turn on the ghost stealth mode. Except for those who are about to die, ordinary people will definitely not be able to see the corner. There was a car parked there.

This trick is a hundred and one hundred, and who is dying, who has nothing to do in the parking lot? The normal person came, and he couldn't see the ghost pickup without Bella's consent.

Today, however, something unexpected happened.

The bloodstain is very light, and it is really not easy to detect without a certain degree of vision and sense of smell.

Bella looked around and sighed.

Whatever happened, I must have been affected by Natasha's black physique!

She opened the car door and found that Miss Pickup was sitting in the passenger seat in a white dress, with a man covered in blood lying on the back seat.

This man was a middle-aged cashier who was in a convenience store and hid behind her because of his trembling, and was shot three times in a row.

This guy is dying, otherwise with the spiritual sense of ordinary people, the ghost pickup in the invisible state will not be visible at all.

"What's the situation? This is?" Bella asked the female ghost.

Since Miss Pickup devoured the ghost of the ghost truck, her spiritual body has become much more stable than before, and her previous memory and way of thinking have also recovered by 10% or 20%. come out.

"send me home."

Bella carefully understood the emotions she felt in her psionic energy: "You mean this guy is your friend? Do you know each other?"

This time, Miss Picka seemed to think for a while: "Send me home."

"Oh! I didn't know each other! That's easy."

There is definitely a big problem with the identity of the middle-aged person. Bella doesn't want to meddle in her own business, but she is a little curious.

She looked through the middle-aged man's wallet, and there were several notes in it, which were in a mess, but there were also four or five documents in it.

The driver's license is in English, and the name is Christopher da Silva. It looks like a pseudonym. The letters on the other documents are not in English, and one of them looks like Russian.

The middle-aged man was confused. He was shot in the shoulder, chest, and lower abdomen. Now he was covered in blood, and he was about to die.

Bella tapped her on the shoulder.

"Comrade, vodka?"

The other party did not respond.

"Comrade, Bobosha?"

Still no response.

"Ula!"

After Bella shouted, she stopped reciting the curse completely. Recently, she and Natasha learned these three Russian sentences.

"Comrade, I'm sorry, it's my fault to implicate you, but unfortunately, I don't have the ability to treat! It's definitely too late for research now, this is my life... I can't cure it, wait to die, Farewell!"

Bella grabbed the middle-aged man by the collar, pulled the product out of the back seat of her car, and threw it on the ground.

Turning to leave, the middle-aged man suddenly grabbed her ankle.

"Save me...Save...Me! Save me! I'm an agent of MI6, codename...006...I know important information... .I have the value of being saved...being saved...valuable..."

The man's desire to survive is very strong, and he repeatedly calls for help in English.

Bella broke the opponent's fingers apart. The opponent is not as strong as her under normal conditions.

What's more, now that he is seriously injured, it's just that the middle-aged man is very persistent and does not want to let go of any life-saving straw around him.

After three times in a row, his stamina was completely exhausted, and his blood-stained right hand grabbed the air, trying to seize the ethereal last hope.

The middle-aged man's strong will to survive really shocked Bella. She felt that if she went to the other party's position, she would accept her fate at this moment.

"It's useless for you to catch me. How can I treat a gunshot wound? I can't!" She scratched her head and temporarily developed a healing spell? Sorry, she doesn't have that ability yet.

"Send me home." The erratic Miss Picka pointed at the middle-aged man and said.

Bella frowned: "You mean...you can do first aid on the battlefield?"

"send me home."

"...This is what you said, well, I'll run again and find some emergency medicine."

It was hard to find many medicines in a hurry. Bella thought of Dr. Brandon in the jury before. The other party's clinic was not far from the parking lot. The effect of the previous infatuation was still there. Take it back.

The ghost pickup will not leave stains, and the blood that flows out will be automatically sucked away by the car body. Bella put Comrade 006 on the back seat, and then under the guidance of Miss pickup, he will give first aid to him.

"send me home."

"OK, OK." Bella sprinkled alcohol on Comrade 006's wound, then sterilized the scalpel, dug the wound, and took the bullet. But she stared and dug for a long time, but saw nothing.

"send me home."

"...What? The warhead didn't stay in the body, and it passed through at that time? Then you didn't say it sooner! It made me dig here for a long time..."

"send me home."

"...I don't think I sewed well? Please! I am a high school student with blood on his hands, and it is amazing! You are standing and talking without back pain. Let's ask the client, hello! Do you think I sewed well? Look, he didn't say a word, which means he thinks I can sew well!"

Several kinds of injections that Bella could not name were injected into Comrade 006's body one after another to maintain bodily functions, and then debridement, sutures, and blood transfusions.

The whole process took less than half an hour, and the movements were a little rough, but on the surface, people were rescued.

However, after receiving treatment in the ghost pickup, there must be some sequelae. The negative energy in this car is extremely large, and normal people are fine. Comrade 006, who is about to die, will probably leave some minor problems due to the accumulation of negative energy. .

Bella and Miss Pika pondered together for a long time. They believed that Comrade 006 would have a small amount of symptoms such as epilepsy, dizziness, insufficient blood supply to the brain in the future, or simply awakened the ability of yin and yang eyes. It's normal, if there is any problem, go to the hospital!

Comrade 006 lost too much blood and fainted a long time ago. Bella couldn't leave him in the parking lot and wait for him to die. Send Buddha to the west, at least let this man have a relatively warm place to rest.

"send me home."

"OK, OK! Go home, go home first!" Bella threw Comrade 006 into the back seat and drove the pickup out of the parking lot.