The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Foreword: Cologne has a younger sister and her husband is a doctor. ?? Bayi Chinese Network? Www? Www? ? 8? 1z? W. ? C? o? James was discharged and Coulson was still in the hospital. Lip and the black cat appeared in the dream of a dying guy about the battlefield. The summary ends.

People can't live by themselves, they can only rely on machines, because everyone else is busy living their own lives, have time to control you? Oh wrong, you can still rely on the shadow man. The two or three days of life that were extended are also life. If you meet a filmmaker like Wandel, you might be kind enough to give you a chance to say goodbye to the world.

But if this is the case, don't count on it. Not everyone has the luck of Chapman.

For example, in the reevaluation room, Cologne is now looking at someone who should be staying in the hospice, instead of using privileges to occupy medical resources here.

"Ike, so don't say that you straddled half a confederacy, you came to die in front of me." The North District Police Chief had a sad smile on his face, as if he had lost a lot of energy before he started. Such a joke.

The man surrounded by medical equipment lifted up the dry hand with the needle inserted, pulled the oxygen mask off his face, and the dry corner of the mouth was also a smile, "hehe ..."

Cologne pressed the oxygen mask back and looked back at his brother-in-law, confirming whether the person called Ike in bed could do so.

"He can breathe on his own." This is an answer, very objective tone, "but not too long, his lungs can't bear ..."

Cologne waved his hands, a little impatient, and had nothing to do with the cold objective. As we know, Cologne doesn't like the doctor's brother-in-law very much, "You can go out."

"Don't, don't be embarrassed, doctor ..." The dry and seemingly interrupted voice, just a few words, the oxygen mask that was just removed was moved back, and the transparent cover covered with white gas, dissipated, enveloped, Dissipated, as if breathing hard several times, the oxygen mask was removed again. "Oh, he probably, just, feel. Unlucky ..."

Repeat the above actions, again, "He looks like, is promising. Guy ..."

Repeat, it seems that without those hard breaths, this Ike could not finish what he was going to say, "Take over, my kind, unsaved patient ..."

This time, Cologne pressed the oxygen mask back, "Not allowed to say that."

Ike responded to this sentence with the white mist spreading out on the oxygen hood, it was laughing.

Cologne confirmed that the opponent's hand was safely replaced and would not move the oxygen mask again. He took out a document, "You let the person you're looking for, I found it." There was a weird look, the cover of the citizen's file was opened, a black and white photo just showed a shadow, and the door of the re-inspection room was Push away.

"Secretary!" Coulson leaned on a cane and leaned against the door with the help of a nurse. A police officer stood helplessly behind Korsen and conveyed to the director the look of 'He must come in'.

Cologne frowned, looking at Coulson, "How are you here."

"Oh!" Coulson glanced at the indifferent little nurse beside him. "They asked me to walk more and help to recover. Well, I think there is a brother here, so come over and see. I heard that it is the Secretary, you are here ..." The tone is a bit unnatural, okay, sour, probably The uncomfortable director came to the hospital, but he did not come to see him as a hero, but he immediately glanced at the person on the bed. The boring thought was taken away, "So let's say hi."

Cologne twitched his lips and was silent for a moment. "I'm visiting my comrades, Colonel Ike Jay. Detective Coulson ..." This is the introduction. Despite this occasion, the identity of both parties is worth being said. Cologne put his gaze back to Ike. "An old detective in the homicide group in my bureau is very reliable. He has recently made contributions, and he was also injured."

"It's seniority, people aren't old!" Kou Sen walked in with a smile! Think about it, Colonel! It is still the re-inspection room where no one usually enters! There will be no more opportunities like this, "I ..."

"Get out." Cologne turned his head and stared at Coulson, whose center of gravity was all on crutches.

"Yes, Director!" Kou Senmin sensitively made a circle with his cane, and pulled the nurse who was still indifferent. "Then I'm going out!" Don't forget to look at the colonel on the bed.

Ike's hand spread over the bed raised his **** reluctantly and moved. It was a military salute with respect.

Coulson returned one with satisfaction, passed his own director when he took back his eyes, and stopped for a moment on the spread document. Of course, he had no chance to express doubts. The policeman standing outside the door replaced him with a petite nurse under the direction of the director.

Only Cologne and his colonel friend were in the room again.

"See? This is the person I have now, hum." Cologne shook his head. This was a relaxed atmosphere.

Responding to him was still the white mist that was spread out on the oxygen hood, and Ike was saying, ‘Oh, I can understand. ’

Cologne also smiled and continued to shake his head, his eyes on the documents spread out in his hands. He did n’t seem to plan to get to the point right now, “It ’s not bad, do you know that Lance ’s son, James Lance, Kou Mori is the partner I assigned to him. The two of them can make a difference in the game while making trouble, hum. "

The oxygen mask was removed. After all, when it came to General Lance, the colonel and the director all looked up, "General, son, yes, your men ..." is a joke, but the weak sentence is unacceptable To.

"Yeah." Cologne's gaze was still on the document, and it was not received. It seems that it is not what he should consider now. "Things, sometimes, it really makes people feel ..." After a pause, he took a breath and his expression began It's strange, "Interesting." Without accepting it, Cologne flipped the file in his hand, and Ike exhaled white gas on the oxygen mask, "Is this person?"

Ike's wrinkled eyelids narrowed. He couldn't read the words on the document clearly. He could only stare at the black-and-white photo, carefully recognizing for a while, and nodded.

After being confirmed, Cologne nodded, the expression became more peculiar, and turned back to the document. "He called ..." Cologne is going to read the contents of this file. Listen, the reason for Cologne's peculiar expression is here-" Zachary Grande. "

"Born in xx, Button, here. I was taken away from my biological father by my mother at an early age and lived on business. I returned to Button and searched for my father ten years ago, and now inherit the funeral home of my dead biological father ..."

The oxygen mask was removed, "No, no ... this way, it doesn't matter ..."

"I haven't finished talking yet." Cologne pressed the other person's oxygen mask back. "He also has a younger brother named Benjamin Grande. It is this younger brother who joined the army, Benjamin, not Zachary." Cologne turned the page. Once again, the document was faced with Ike, and the photo was in color. "Except for one business and one enlisted in the army, they have the same experience, and now run the Grand Funeral Home together."

Ike's wrinkled frown squeezed. Removed the oxygen mask again, "No, no, this person is the last ..."

Was pressed back.

Cologne turned back to the document, without knowing what psychological reason he laughed, "I haven't finished yet. They are not this grand, the only son left outside." Cologne turned the page again, his document In the middle, the data of three people are put in. This is the last one, and we know who it is, "Drake, but this person, did not come back, um, come back, I found his entry and exit records to Barton, not long ago. But he lives in the Federation The central part is not a Patton. And this Drake. It is a doctor. "

Cologne turned the document to Ike again.

Ike looked at the color photo and shook his head reluctantly, removing the oxygen mask. "Not him. I said, it was the first one." I don't need Cologne to come this time. Ike moved the oxygen mask back, probably Impatient.

"Zacary Grande." Cologne turned back to the file and turned back, "Are you sure?"

nod.

Cologne nodded. Shaking his head, "Ike, you are looking for a military doctor. You know that joining the army and being a doctor are two necessary conditions. You said that it was not Benjamin nor Drake. It was Zacary. Why? Ike , I really do n’t know what you ’re thinking, you suddenly contacted me, gave me a portrait, and asked me to find such a person in Patton, saying that I can save you, why? You ... "

The dry hand held Cologne's wrist, and the oxygen mask was pulled away again, "I, my friend, you, you have completed me, requested, things. You, you should not have more, check other things, things. Believe me, this, this person, can save, me, not, what this, this name, De Aite. "

Not only did the names of Benjamin and Drake not remember correctly, he actually said so many words at once.

"Ike!" Cologne stared at the other person and moved back to the oxygen mask. "How do I believe you! For so many years, I haven't heard anything about you, and suddenly you are what you are!"

The topic does not seem to be looking for someone, such a question must be answered. The oxygen mask was removed. "The situation in the west is not you. Understandable. What if I contact you."

"What does this have to do with the West!" Cologne seemed a little angry. "I care about you! My comrades! We fought together on the battlefield! We trust each other, trust in life ..."

Do you think you need a higher volume and momentum to interrupt people's speech than the other party? No, a deadly powerless, just remove the oxygen mask.

"You leave first."

battlefield?

Cologne was even more excited, which touched his bottom line, "Because I was injured! My back will still hurt when it rains!" No one cares about Cologne's back, but fortunately he did not continue to say this, "You think I hope to keep you fighting on the battlefield, but I can only go back to the Federation to this Patton and be assigned the job of a little policeman! Do you know that when I heard that our regiment was attacked, you, my comrades, even the deputy When life and death are unknown, I ... "

Was interrupted again. But this time, the removed oxygen hood was wasted for a moment and was moved back actively.

Cologne frowned tightly, staring at Ike, "What are you going to say ?! Say!"

Under dry wrinkled eyelids, Ike's eyes looked at Cologne, and he was thinking. In the constant rhythm of medical devices but overlapping noises, time is difficult to judge.

But in the end, Ike still removed the oxygen mask, "You know, who saved it, our lieutenant general?"

Cologne probably didn't expect to be asked such a question. With excitement, he actually laughed, "Oh! I don't know, but I know it won't be this Zackley anyway ..."

"It's him."

Almost speechless to the extreme side, "impossible!"

"It's him, I, take him to the lieutenant general." Ike's dry wrinkled eyelids were shaking, "I, take him, through, the enemy's position, only, the two of us, until all of us are about to die. Yes, the camp. ”His whole body was shaking.“ That, it ’s me. I will never be able to forget this place in this life. I always will dream about that place. I always think so, if, I To die, I will die there, at any time, it is possible, there are bullets, shot at me, at the doctor, not like this, lying on the bed ... "(Vol. 17, 17)

After all, Ike couldn't support so much, and moved back the oxygen mask. The white gas covered the entire mask, reflecting Cologne's somber face.

The oxygen mask was removed again, and continued, "I, have given up, like this, lying on the bed, only in, dream, imagine, I can, like a warrior, at that time, die On the battlefield. "

Replenish my breathing briefly and continue, "Until a day, I, in my dream, remembered that every detail, every feeling, every one did not know why, something I forgot, something. Like, I re After going through it again, that, the doctor, Zachary, said to me, every word, every thing he did. He, can save me, even if I am, now, this way, I ca n’t say, more More, believe me, he can. "

"Ike, I ..." Cologne heard so much, but did he really hear what he could believe? No, but he couldn't continue to express any opinions anymore. Ike rang the call bell.

"Bring him." Ike finally removed the oxygen mask, said this, and turned his head.

Cologne can only shake his head and close the document. What else can he do except promise? "It won't take too long, you, take care."

Ike on the bed just moved his finger, he really had no energy to react more.

"Huh." Cologne, who just came out, is now standing by the door, surrounded by an indifferent nurse and an embarrassing police officer who is handing ‘he has to wait here’.

"Director, that, hey, it's Grande's file." Coulson said with a grin.

Cologne looked at his subordinate and did not know that he should praise this guy's "eyesight"-it was not the eyesight of seeing the file, it was going to happen, Coulson was an old fritter; , "Where is James."

"Living with friends, in the Southern District, Weiss, I have contact information!" Look, ‘eyesight’.

"give me."

"It's ready." Coulson handed out a note, "That I ..."

Cologne, the chief of the North District Police Department, has gone back without looking back. (To be continued.)