Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the police station's search was still going on, and the residents of the neighborhood were unable to sleep because of the noise.

At the corner of an alley, Special High Technology Service agent Jiro Nishimura was squatting on the ground, smoking a cigarette and watching the police station conducting interrogations and searches in a house.

The location chosen by Jiro Nishimura was very good. He could see the police searching every house in the alley, and he could also see the pedestrians walking on the street and at the intersection.

"Brother, can I borrow a light?" A voice sounded behind Jiro Nishimura.

This scared Jiro Nishimura. Didn’t you know that scaring someone can kill them?

He turned his head and saw a young man in a suit. He wanted to yell but he held it back. It was better not to make trouble at this time. If he attracted the police to investigate, he would inevitably get into trouble.

He silently handed over the burning cigarette.

Zhang Yunhe took the cigarette butt and lit it in his own mouth, then handed the cigarette back and asked, "Brother, what are you looking at here?"

Nishimura Jiro said, "The police were searching for the underground party. I thought it was quite lively, so I came over to take a look!"

"Did you find it?"

"There shouldn't be any. If they had found it, they would have arrested the person. Why would they be searching here?"

Zhang Yunhe asked, "How do you know they're looking for underground members and not bandits?"

"Uh...I guessed it!" Jiro Nishimura said quickly, muttering to himself that he almost got exposed.

Zhang Yunhe suddenly asked while smoking a cigarette, "How come you speak Chinese so well? How long have you been in China?"

"Of course not. I've been here for eight years..." Nishimura Jiro felt something was wrong before he finished speaking. He realized that he had actually revealed a secret. He immediately said cautiously, "Who are you? What does this have to do with you? Go away!"

Zhang Yunhe suddenly punched Nishimura Jiro on the Danzhong point. Nishimura Jiro was hit so hard that his whole body became numb and he couldn't breathe.

Zhang Yunhe touched his head and neck with both hands and twisted it hard. With a "click", the expression on Nishimura Jiro's face froze instantly, his eyeballs bulged out, his pupils slowly dilated, and he soon died, and his body fell to the ground.

After looking around and not seeing anyone else, he immediately put on the Iron Blood Mask, walked through the street corner invisibly, avoiding the police station sentry and left.

After moving away from the area being searched by the police station, Zhang Yunhe took out another car from a dark alley and drove to the rental house.

This place is a bit far from the Foreigner Building Apartment, and it is getting late. Zhang Yunhe didn't want to run too far, so he drove directly back to the rental house.

After parking the car, Zhang Yunhe thought for a while and walked to the opposite side of the alley, went up to the roof and came to Chen Xiangling's door. To his surprise, the light in the room was still on.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom"

There was no response from inside the house.

"Knock, knock, knock!" Zhang Yunhe knocked on the door again and shouted, "It's me, open the door!"

Still no response.

Zhang Yunhe immediately became alert, quickly took out his pistol, took out the iron-blooded mask and put it on, entering stealth mode and scanning the rooftop at the same time.

After scanning, it was found that there was no one else on the roof, let alone any ambush.

He immediately scanned the room again, and the situation in the room immediately appeared on the screen: a woman lying on the ground motionless.

"Not good!" Zhang Yunhe was shocked. He immediately took off his iron-blooded mask, took out the lock-picking tool from the backpack, inserted it into the keyhole, fiddled with it for a few times, and opened the door lock. He pushed the door open and saw Chen Xiangling lying naked on the ground on her side. Blood and water mixed together and flowed all over the floor. An enamel basin was upside down on the ground, and next to it was a wet towel covered with mud and sand.

"Is this... is this because I wanted to use hot water to wash myself and accidentally fell and knocked over the basin?"

Zhang Yunhe closed the door and walked over. He no longer cared about the differences between men and women and immediately squatted on the ground to examine Chen Xiangling. When he saw the wound on her back burst open and a large pool of blood dried up and solidified, he knew why she was like this.

Chen Xiangling's body was frozen cold, her breath was weak, and her face and lips had turned dark blue.

Zhang Yunhe immediately picked her up and put her on the bed, covering her with a quilt.

He picked up the basin and towel and went outside to wash them with tap water. Then he returned to the room and poured the remaining half bottle of hot water in the thermos into the basin. He threw the towel in, wet it, and wrung it dry. He lifted the quilt and wiped the mud and sand off Chen Xiangling's body with the hot towel.

Next, he turned Chen Xiangling over and made her lie face down on the bed. He covered her below the waist with a quilt and began to check the broken wound.

"This is troublesome. With such a big gash, I'll have to stay in bed for at least another ten days or half a month. What the hell are you doing? You're just looking for trouble!"

Zhang Yunhe may complain, but he can't just ignore her. He can't just watch her wound get infected again or freeze to death, right?

Fortunately, there were relatively complete medical supplies in the backpack. He immediately took out sutures, disinfectant, gauze and other medical supplies and began to clean and disinfect the broken wound on Chen Xiangling's back.

After completing the cleaning, he tried to suture her wound. It was a job he had never done before, but it wasn't too difficult since he wasn't the one in pain anyway.

Some things seem difficult, but once you start doing them they don’t seem that difficult.

Although the way he sutured Chen Xiangling's wound was not very beautiful, and even a little ugly, he still completed the suture.

After cutting the sutures, Zhang Yunhe breathed a sigh of relief.

After packing up, Zhang Yunhe gave Chen Xiangling another bottle of glucose to replenish her energy. He checked Chen Xiangling's condition again and felt something was wrong. She was still breathing weakly, and her body temperature was very low. Her body was cold, her heart rate was very low, and her blood pressure was probably also very low.

"What should we do? How can we raise her temperature, heart rate, and blood pressure?"

"Send her to the hospital? Isn't that courting death? Let's not even talk about whether the Japanese have spies in the hospital. Even if Chen Xiangling is in her current condition and goes to the hospital, it will definitely alert the police. The Japanese will spread her portrait everywhere, and the police will definitely arrest her."

Zhang Yunhe was so anxious that he paced around the room, slapping his head and muttering to himself, "What should I do? What should I do... There must be a way..."

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the unconscious Chen Xiangling. He gritted his teeth and said, "It seems this is the only way. Teacher Chen, please don't blame me!"

After saying that, he took off all his clothes, got into the bed and hugged Chen Xiangling tightly from behind. The moment they made contact, he was shivering with cold. Chen Xiangling's body was like a piece of ice.

"Hiss—it's so cold—"

After a while, Zhang Yunhe discovered that his body had actually reacted, and he was immediately in tears. "Fuck! Isn't this ice and fire? What sin have I committed?"