When Qiao Jia woke up, he found himself lying in a medical room, his body armor had been removed, and an infusion needle was stuck on the back of his left hand.

In a daze, Qiao Jia felt dizzy for a while, then turned sideways uncomfortably and stretched his head out of the hospital bed with a 'vomit' sound, spitting out a wave of acidic water, which fell accurately into the trash can that seemed to have been prepared.

After vomiting, Qiao Jia suddenly felt a sharp pain in the compressed chest, and then felt a cool feeling on the back of his head. He subconsciously reached out and touched it and found that the hair on the back of his head had been shaved, and there were also obvious stitches.

Pimple folds.

The sequelae of the concussion were very uncomfortable. Qiao Jia sat up with difficulty and wanted to see where he was, but a voice came from behind him...

"Wake up, don't move. You just received fifteen stitches on the back of your head, and you also have a slight concussion."

Qiao Jia looked back and found that it was the waitress who helped him rush out.

Looking at the situation around him, Qiao Jia found that he had been sent to the hospital.

There were doctors and nurses coming and going in a hurry, and a large number of wounded people were wailing in pain.

A middle-aged man in a white robe held a young child in his arms. His body was completely stained red with blood.

Looking at the huge gap in the child's shoulder caused by a stray bullet, Qiao Jia knew that the child was dead.

After shaking his dizzy head, Qiao Jia looked at the waitress with a calm expression and said in Arabic: "How is the hotel?"

The waitress shook her head and said: "The SD Security Department tried a forceful attack, but was repelled.

Those terrorists planted many car bombs in Khartoum, and these are all casualties caused by car bomb explosions."

As she spoke, the waitress pointed to a body covered with white cloth on the hospital bed next to her, and said calmly: "Your embassy has been a great help, otherwise my brother's body would not have been recovered."

"Your brother?"

Qiao Jia shook his head in confusion. He had the impression that he didn't know this woman's brother, and even now he doesn't know the woman's name.

The waitress acted very calmly, and she opened a corner of the white cloth to reveal the body inside.

Qiao Jia looked at the familiar face and suddenly realized that this guy was actually the supervisor in the black suit in the hotel.

"He is actually your brother?"

Qiao Jia couldn't figure out how a brother could treat his sister with such a mean attitude.

But considering their beliefs and the attitude of the guy trying his best to protect them in the end, it seems quite reasonable.

But Qiao Jia had no time to think about the waitress's problem at this moment. He got out of the hospital bed with difficulty, looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he said to the waitress: "What's your name? Thank you for saving me."

My life, but I need to get out of here first, can you leave me a phone number?

I'll call you in a few days, um, maybe I can go to your brother's funeral, after all, he was hit because he was covering us."

The waitress looked at Qiaojia's embarrassed look. After a moment of silence, she said, "My name is Nice, Nice Mansour, and I'm from Liberia.

If you hadn't saved me on the second floor, nothing would have happened next.

You help me and I help you, neither of us owes anything to the other."

As she spoke, the waitress looked into Qiao Jia's eyes. After being silent for a while, she said, "But I really need some help now. If you want to leave, can you let me come with you?"

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment. He looked at Nice's big eyes and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Maybe not. You should be able to tell that my job is not considered safe..."

Before Qiao Jia finished speaking, Nice nodded and said: "Your marksmanship is very fast and accurate, better than many so-called special forces soldiers I have seen.

I don't know what you do, mercenary? Spy? Killer?

I don't care about this, I just want to leave here, my passport was lost in the hotel, I can't stay here to be interrogated by the SD Security Department."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jia understood that this Nice guy must not have a very clean background.

However, this girl had just saved herself from a hail of bullets a few hours ago. Although she only ran a few steps, it was a real life-saving grace.

I am not a good person with a clean foundation, and I just killed a dozen terrorists, so I am not suitable to stay here at all.

Since everyone has to leave, let’s go together.

In the chaotic emergency center, no one paid any attention to Qiao Jia and Nice. The two sneaked out of the hospital easily. Qiao Jia then contacted Carman to drive to the hospital to pick them up. They quickly left the place of right and wrong and quietly returned to Qiao Jia.

villa.

After returning to the villa, Qiao Jia asked in detail what happened after he fainted.

According to Nice, after the embassy's armed police protected them, the terrorists turned their guns and began to massacre the staff in the hotel while collecting hostages.

Moreover, when the hotel terrorist attack occurred, car bomb attacks also occurred on several main streets in Khartoum. The security situation in Khartoum became very serious.

Qiao Jia's condition was not good at that time, and the embassy did not have the equipment to confirm his condition. Finally, an armed policeman drove them to the hospital.

In the end, the armed policeman did not stay with Qiao Jia because of the terrorist attack that occurred opposite the embassy. Due to the security of the embassy, ​​he just recorded his passport number and left.

When he left, he also contacted people from the SD Security Department and asked them to ensure Qiaojia's safety. Finally, he asked Tonys to stay and look after him.

In fact, Qiao Jia knew that his situation was very suspicious. He ran away after a shootout with terrorists, but in the end no one came up to ask him. This is very illogical.

Are the people in the SD Security Department really that stupid?

When Nice heard Qiao Jia's question, she turned on the TV in the living room, then looked at the news on it and said: "The hotel attack was carried out by a warlord named 'Jin Deweike' in Darfur. His purpose was to attack, kidnap and

deterrence.

This guy's people killed many people in the hotel, and finally kidnapped more than a dozen executives of large companies and escaped from Khartoum smoothly.

Jin Deweike's goal has been achieved, and he must have made conditions to the SD government. Restoring the city's operations and rescuing the hostages are the most important things now. It's normal that no one pays attention to us."

Qiao Jia nodded after hearing this and said: "It seems that is indeed the case. I am also unlucky to rush it. Even if I leave a few minutes early, it would be good."

Just when Qiao Jia was sighing, his work phone suddenly rang. Looking at the name of 'Boss Huang' on it, Qiao Jia answered the phone and said in Chinese: "Hello, I am Jackal."
Chapter completed!