"Sure enough, genuine gauze works best..." Wrapping the wound with gauze, Qianyu looked at the diaper beside him and curled his lips. "Next, clamp the gauze and you can free your left hand to fight."

But no matter how effective the gauze is and how appropriate the rescue measures are, it still hurts...

Qianyu had suffered some sports injuries. He once suffered from a muscle strain and was in pain for three or four days. He ate a whole box of powerful painkillers. But now Qianyu knows what real pain is. This kind of pain can't even think normally.

The torture is truly despairing.

After waiting for a minute or two, the pain of the wound did not subside at all. Qianyu stood up again, walked to the medicine box, and read the words in the moonlight.

What he's looking for are painkillers.

After searching for a long time, he couldn't find any painkillers, but Qianyu did find a can of medicine - topical painkiller spray. A type of spray that sprays low-boiling point liquid on the skin and evaporates to absorb heat to quickly freeze the localized skin, making it impossible for the skin to conduct conduction.

Pain spray.

I removed only one layer of gauze and sprayed it with several sprays. The skin was frozen by the spray to the point where it was almost incapacitated and could no longer transmit any pain signals - within half an hour.

Half an hour is enough to end it all.

Qianyu put the gauze on again, held the traceless umbrella in his left hand, and turned the door handle with his right hand. (He was hit on the shoulder, but after analgesia, his right hand can still perform low-intensity activities)

No one is outside.

Qianyu's face was cold, and he walked towards the tent where Yuantai and the others were hiding - at least he needed to determine how they were caught. Under normal circumstances, how could Yuantai and the others be discovered hiding there?

Looking at the tent from a distance, I saw that the tent was still in its original position, with no trace of being violently pulled apart. Could it be that these three guys committed suicide and ran out?

When I walked to the tent, I could see that the zipper was even at the top! If I really tried to die and ran out, how could I possibly close the zipper again?

Then, there is one of the most incredible and speechless possibilities, which may very well be the truth.

"Hey," Qianyu knelt down in front of the zipper and asked inside. "Is there anyone there?"

"Qianyu?" The zipper was suddenly opened, and Mitsuhiko's little head popped out. "Can we come out?"

"I'm going..." Qianyu immediately stopped Mitsuhiko. "Are the three of you still there?"

"They're all still there," Mitsuhiko opened the zipper and let Qianyu see the faces of Ayumi and Genta. "But it was really thrilling just now. Genta went out to use the toilet and was almost caught by the bad guys!"

"Almost?" Qian Yu heard this and covered her face. "You... continue to hide here. The situation is worse than we thought before. You must stay here. Do you understand?"

"Qianyu classmate, you...are you injured?" Ayumi in the tent saw the white gauze on Qianyu's right shoulder and asked worriedly.

"Slight injury, no big problem. You continue to stay here while I go find Conan." Qianyu zipped up the zipper. "Mitsuyan, fully zip up the zipper. I'll leave first. Please pay attention to your safety!"

"You too, please pay attention to safety!" Mitsuhiko said and zipped up.

Qianyu stood up, speechless - Conan was probably thinking inertia and failed to realize that the gang of robbers didn't catch Mitsuhiko at all. They were still hiding in the tent. Now he had a lot of work.

——You have to bring Conan back.

So, where will Conan go now?

"Qianyu, why did you come out?" Qianyu stared at the tent and thought, but he heard Conan's voice coming from the side! He saw Conan walking towards him.

"Why are you back?" Qianyu was surprised. "I thought you went to find them to fight for your life."

"They are still in the tent, right?" Conan walked to the tent and glanced at the three who had unzipped the zipper and poked their heads out again. "Sure enough...I told you why I saw their temper in the security room...

.You really haven’t been caught yet..."

"Then let's hide here first, after all-" Qianyu gestured to the outside of the department store window.

"Huh?" Conan looked out the window. "I see..."

Outside the building, several police cars with their lights on were parked at the door of the department store - the police were coming.

"Guangyan, come to this tent." Qianyu opened the tent next to him.

"Isn't it good for us to hide here?" Mitsuhiko was confused.

"The ventilation window of this tent is closed, which means that ventilation is impossible," Qianyu's tone left no room for doubt. "You will suffocate to death if you continue to stay there, come out quickly!"

After hearing this, Mitsuhiko and others quickly got out of the tent and hid in the double tent that Qianyu opened for them.

"Qianyu, let's hide here." Conan opened another tent.

"Is your wound okay?" After Qianyu got into the tent, Conan glanced at the gauze on Qianyu's shoulder and asked.

"I sprayed the pain relief spray, but it doesn't affect my activities." Qianyu moved his right hand. "But it just doesn't affect my activities."

"Your injury is so serious. Even if today is Friday, you won't be able to go to school on Monday, right? Do you need me to ask for leave for you?"

"Then please..." Qianyu nodded.

"Bang!" A gunshot sounded. It should have come from the floor below. It was probably someone from the robbers or the police who opened fire. Then, there were two more gunshots.

"Is this the sound of the robber's gun? Are they in such a hurry? Have all three bullets been fired?" Qianyu guessed after distinguishing it.

"Not necessarily," Conan objected. "Now the Mihua police have just replaced a new weapon, which is the Smith & Wesson m37 revolver. Are you familiar with this name?"

"Wait a minute, I remember we speculated that the robber's pistol was-" Qianyu suddenly realized.

"M36 Mrs. Smith, m36 Mrs. Smith is the female version of the m36, and the m37 is an improved version of the m36. The main difference is that the m37 uses a steel runner." Conan moved his neck and said. "So the difference between these two guns is

The gunshots were almost identical."

"Then these were all beaten by the police?" Qianyu asked, but then rejected himself. "Impossible, the regulations do not allow it."

"The first one should be the shooting of the robbers, because the police did not have the right to fire. One of the second and third shootings should be from the police, because the design is very fast, and it is obviously not a shooting that can be done by one revolver. It is the joint shooting of two revolvers.

There is an effect. So it should be two from the robbers and one from the police, or one from the robbers and two from the police."

"Anyway, can we go out in a moment?" Qianyu's voice changed from the previous style and became very weak - fatigue and injury, all of which were tormenting Qianyu's nerves, which were already very weak due to lack of sleep.

"Well, you need to have a good sleep after you go out." Conan raised the corner of his mouth slightly. "If you feel sleepy, just sleep for a while. I will wake you up."
Chapter completed!