Zhou Qiong woke up early the next morning. He had actually woken up in the middle of the night, but the hospital was pitch black at that time, and there was no one else in the ward, so he continued to sleep.
As for escaping?
There was no need for that!
Zhou Qiong didn't think that he needed to sneak away. If he did, his originally clean identity would become very suspicious.
Lin Tianmu was indeed an angel in white. At this moment, she was feeding Zhou Qiong porridge that she had personally cooked.
Preserved egg and thin meat congee, Zhou Qiong's favorite congee.
Initially, Lin Tianmu only brought porridge over and planned to let Zhou Qiong eat it himself. However, Zhou Qiong said that he was injured and couldn't move. Lin Tianmu knew that Zhou Qiong was in a daze. Zhou Qiong wasn't hit in the arm by the bullet! Even so, Lin Tianmu still fed it personally.
She thought that if Song Mian and the others came over again and saw that she and Zhou Qiong were not "loving", they would be suspicious.
Besides, Zhou Qiong was shot because of her. She was just feeding him porridge. It was not a big deal.
"Dong dong dong…"
Just as the porridge was about to run out, Lin Tianmu and Zhou Qiong heard a knock on the door.
Zhou Qiong looked up and saw that it was Song Mian. Lin Tianmu ignored him and continued to focus on feeding Zhou Qiong porridge.
" I'm sorry to disturb you for a while." Song Mian walked into the ward with Old Qiao following behind him.
"What is it?" Zhou Qiong asked and then casually said," If you want to give me a certificate, then there's no need. Even if I don't know Tian Mu, I would still come out under such circumstances, let alone Tian Mu being my girlfriend."”
"..." Lin Tianmu's hand that was holding the bowl of porridge trembled slightly. Did this guy always like to talk nonsense in a serious manner?
When Song Mian heard Zhou Qiong's words and thought about his purpose for coming here, he could not help but feel a little embarrassed.
"That sounds nice. Who knows if you deliberately proposed to be a hostage yesterday? It was to cover Fang Hongguang's escape!”Old Qiao couldn't keep his cool. When Song Mian heard Old Qiao's words, he coughed and told him to shut up.
Zhou Qiong was confused and asked,""What do you mean?"
Song Mian chuckled and said to Zhou Qiong,""Mr. Zhou, I hope you don't mind. We're just doing our routine. The weapon that killed our comrade has not been found yet. Mr. Zhou seemed to have come from the inpatient department yesterday. Of course, we don't suspect Mr. Zhou of killing someone. The weapon is a gun. We're afraid that some people will be curious and take it away.”
Song Mian spoke very politely. If he did not cooperate with him, it would seem like Zhou Qiong had a guilty conscience.
"But why are you only investigating now? "If the weapon was really taken away, then it's been so long that we can't find it," Lin Tianmu said.
" We're just trying our luck. Old Qiao, go check Mr. Zhou's personal belongings," Song Mian said and took out his cigarette box.
Zhou Qiong indeed had suspicious items on him, but he did not panic at all. She heard from Lin Tianmu that Song Mian carried her back to the hospital yesterday. He must have sensed the existence of that thing when he was carrying her on his back.
If his guess was correct, Song Mian must have sent someone to monitor this ward. Even if they did not find anything on Zhou Qiong later, they would definitely find something as long as they searched the entire ward.
Zhou Qiong lay on the bed and let Old Qiao search him. His things were all in his pockets, and Old Qiao found them very quickly.
Other than a few tens of yuan, Zhou Qiong only had a box of cigarettes and a mini pistol.
" Boss, look at this." Old Qiao handed the mini pistol he found on Zhou Qiong to Song Mian. Song Mian frowned slightly. This pistol…why did it shrink a little?
The mini pistol was not even as big as his palm. Looking at the muzzle, it was pitifully small. The bullet he took out from Lao Bai was the size of an ordinary bullet. The muzzle of the gun was not even as big as that bullet!
Moreover, this mini pistol did not have a magazine and could not be disassembled. The more Song Mian looked at it, the more he felt that this thing was just an ornament.
"Mr. Zhou, may I know what this is?" Song Mian looked at Zhou Qiong in confusion.
"Oh, that. It's a lighter. If you pull the trigger, fire will come out of the muzzle. Isn't he handsome?" Zhou Qiong's tone was very smug, as if he was showing off his collection.
Song Mian happened to have a cigarette in his mouth, so he followed Zhou Qiong's instructions and pulled the trigger.
As he pulled the trigger, flames shot out of the muzzle. Song Mian used the fire to light the cigarette in his mouth. He took a puff and said to Zhou Qiong,"What a unique lighter."
" If you like it, I can give it to you." Although Zhou Qiong said this, his face was filled with heartache.
Song Mian chuckled and handed the mini pistol back to Zhou Qiong.""A gentleman doesn't take advantage of others. We're done with the examination. Mr. Zhou, rest assured and recuperate.”
" Take care, I won't send you off." Zhou Qiong looked at Lin Tianmu pitifully after he finished speaking. Lin Tianmu understood and fed the rest of the porridge to Zhou Qiong.
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