Facing Colin, Daniel looked upright and upright, without any fear or flinching.
Colin narrowed his eyes and looked at Daniel. After briefly contacting the latter's upright eyes for a second, his expression suddenly changed and he burst into laughter: "Okay, okay! You are really a team player!"
"Boss?" Daniel frowned, wondering why Colin was laughing for no reason.
I saw Colin stood up, walked around the desk and walked behind the two of them, stretched out his hands and patted them twice on the shoulders, and sighed sincerely: "I know that Luther's death has nothing to do with you.
I will not blame you. On the contrary, I will praise you! At least you have successfully completed your mission and captured Luther. As for who the murderer of Luther is, this is no longer within the scope of your mission.
So you don’t have to worry too much or blame yourself, this matter is over!"
His words made Daniel suddenly feel confused.
Daniel stood up and faced Colin and asked: "Boss, is this the end of the matter? But..."
"Stop being fussy, the next step is for the police to do their job. I have already said hello to the district chief, and he will be responsible for investigating Luther's death." After saying that, Colin smiled brightly and spoke loudly.
He praised Daniel loudly and said, "You and Charles have done a good job. You have worked really hard these days. Don't worry, the headquarters will reward you based on your merits! Next, you and Charles can have a good rest. If you have a mission,
The headquarters will call you back again!"
Hearing Colin put the blame behind and highly praised Daniel, Jessica breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and smiled softly at Daniel and said: "The boss is right, you should have a good rest."
Daniel pursed his lips and nodded without a smile.
Colin suddenly frowned and asked in confusion: "Where is Charles? Why didn't he come back to report?"
When Charles was mentioned, Daniel's expression suddenly became a little unnatural.
Recalling the critical moment when Charles rushed to save him, his mind suddenly became chaotic.
Being held tightly in a strange embrace, he suddenly felt a sense of security that he had never felt before.
That heart is thick and warm, and the heartbeat sound like a drum is as close to the ear as "plop, plop"...
At that moment, he seemed to be in a state of confusion and infatuation, almost reluctant to let go...
Suddenly forcing himself to jump out of his thoughts, he blinked hard and deliberately, trying to get rid of the ridiculous feeling from his mind. Daniel immediately straightened his face and replied seriously: "He said he was very tired.
Go home and rest, I will help convey the boss’s words to him.”
******The living room was dark and silent without a single light.
The whole room seemed deserted and deserted.
In the bathroom of a bedroom on the second floor, only the light from the lit chandelier filled the entire bathroom strongly.
A small ball of cotton was pinched tightly by two fingers stained with blood, and carefully pressed on a bloody, torn wound.
The diameter of the wound was only 0.35 mm, like a black hole filled with blood, and the surrounding skin and flesh swelled and curled up horribly with sticky blood.
The white clean cotton was instantly dyed bright red.
He gasped.
The mirror in front of him reflected his exposed and strong upper body. His chest muscles were sharp and powerful, with a hint of honey-colored sheen. The veins on his neck were bulging one by one due to excessive exertion.
The textures are all clearly displayed at once.
Enduring the pain, he frowned tightly, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead one by one. As he closed his eyes and frowned, droplets passed through his thick eyebrows and fell into his clear eyes.
In his blue eyes.
Putting down the cotton in his hand, he picked up a small tweezers on the sink in front of him, then placed it at the faucet and used boiling water to perform a simple disinfection.
He took a few deep breaths, as if it had a mental paralysis effect on himself. He mustered up the courage, endured the severe pain that made his lips turn white, pressed the tweezers and slowly moved them to his shoulder where the blood was still leaking.
Bloody gunshot wounds.
"Ah——!" A hoarse scream of pain came from his throat.
He closed his eyes tightly in pain.
The tweezers penetrated into his wound little by little with the movements of his hands. The head of the tweezers, which was still slightly warm, vaguely touched a hard metal object as he went deeper.
Scarlet blood spurted out from the broken flesh, spreading downwards like terrifying blood snakes on his chest.
Without any paralyzing drugs, he clenched his teeth, his whole body was shaking with pain, his lips were cyanotic and turned purple, and the sweat beads on his body were becoming more and more dense.
"Ah——!!!" Finally, at the last moment, he burst out with a painful roar——!!
The tweezers successfully picked out a blood-stained bullet, which was clinging to frightening bloodshot threads and was suddenly pulled out of the wound.
"Pang Dang——!!" The tweezers and the bullet fell to the ground at the same time.
After unloading the bullet, he gasped for breath, almost paralyzing to the ground as if exhausted.
Suddenly, the bathroom door was kicked open with a bang.
Charles raised his head suddenly, and through the reflection in the mirror, he suddenly saw clearly the man who suddenly appeared at the door of his bathroom.
The dim light shone clearly on the man's face. The man's facial features were solemn and proud, as heroic as a king surrounded by the brilliant sunshine.
The extraordinarily alert and tense expression on his face suddenly turned into a look of shock and surprise when he saw the scene in front of him.
He quickly rushed to Charles, gasped, and looked at the shocking wound on Charles' left shoulder. He opened his eyes in disbelief and asked, "What's going on?"
Somehow, no matter how exhausted and weak he was physically and mentally, when Daniel appeared, Charles suddenly felt as if he was full of energy and he was energized.
He curled his lips, endured the pain and pretended to smile casually: "I just got shot, it's no big deal."
Seeing countless pieces of bloody cotton on the sink, as well as a pair of small tweezers and bullets on the ground, Daniel's heart clenched in shock.
He hurriedly and nervously grabbed Charles's right hand, put it on his neck, and helped him out of the bathroom without any explanation.
After placing Charles on the bed with extra care, Daniel rushed out of Charles' bedroom with an anxious expression. After a moment, he ran back immediately and brought a simple first aid medical kit.
He neatly took out disinfectant alcohol and cotton swabs from the first aid kit. He disinfected the area around Charles's wound skillfully and used cotton to stop the bleeding. Then he immediately took out a silver needle and catgut, and accurately inserted the thread end into the silver.
inside the pinhole.
His movements were done in one go.
Seeing the thin needle glowing with cold light, Charles took a sharp breath in surprise and asked in a low voice with some doubt: "Are you sure you will stitch up my wound?"
Daniel lowered his head, and while continuing to help Charles wipe away the newly oozing blood, he replied calmly: "I'm sure I will stitch up anyone's wound, not just you."
After that, he held down Charles' shoulders, raised his eyelashes and met Charles' eyes firmly and seriously: "It hurts a little, bear with it!"
Unable to help but chuckle, Charles's eyebrows were arched and his voice was soft: "It won't hurt as much as the bullet I took just now!"
After glancing at him, Daniel took a deep breath and began to stick the needle into Charles' wound.
"Hiss--!!" A stinging sensation came over him, and Charles couldn't help gritting his teeth and gasping.
Feeling some tension in his muscles, Daniel whispered without any emotion: "Don't be nervous!"
"It's hard to avoid being a little nervous when you see someone you like...sigh..." Charles joked with a smile while trying to suppress the severe pain from the wound while pumping desperately.
Looking at the pale forced smile of the person in front of him, for some reason, a sharp pain instantly spread from Daniel's heart to his fingertips.
The fingertips are trembling a little.
The needle pricked the skin of a living person, and the slight touch and sound came along the silver needle, and Daniel actually felt a little scared.
His movements suddenly paused.
Sensing something was wrong with Daniel's expression, Charles continued to maintain his usual humor and joked: "What's wrong, are you fascinated by my strong and strong chest muscles?"
The stiff and cold atmosphere was significantly relieved with his joke.
Daniel's expression then returned to its usual indifference. He glared at Charles indifferently and murmured fiercely: "I have no interest in men's bodies!"
After the stitches were completed, the simple movements of a few stitches seemed to have used all of Daniel's energy. He was afraid of hurting Charles, but he was teased by Charles so much that he wanted to just prick him with a needle and kill Charles!
"alright!"
After Daniel said something, he bandaged Charles's wound with gauze and cotton.
He moved his left shoulder slightly, and the pain still persisted, but it was actually much easier than when he was first injured. Charles breathed a sigh of relief, stared at Daniel's face with shining eyes, and flattered him: "
I really give you the title of decathlon. Thanks to your wonderful hands, I feel that I have fully recovered!"
His exaggerated smile and choice of words made Daniel's lips twitch.
He wanted to laugh, but he tried his best to hold it back, pretending to be indifferent and stern, stood up and said in a deep voice: "You were injured because you saved me. It's natural for me to save you."
There was a sudden pause, and Charles was confused for a moment.
Although he was injured because of this mission, he didn't care about Daniel at all. Why did Daniel sound like he was expressing gratitude in disguise?
His thoughts changed rapidly, and Charles suddenly seemed to have figured out something. He squinted his eyes and smiled slyly: "You want to just treat my wound like this and it will be even?"
Daniel suddenly frowned and said coldly: "I am very grateful that you were injured because you saved me when we were attacked by a sneak attack, so I should do something for you, but I don't allow anyone to take advantage of you!"
Sure enough!
Charles was secretly happy.
It turns out that Daniel thought he was injured because he saved him, so...
whee!
An evil thought suddenly occupied Charles' mind.
Charles raised his lips and smiled evilly: "But, I am indeed injured because of you. Are you just going to help me with the wound and that's it? You have to be responsible to the end no matter what. At least you have to take care of me.