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Chapter 194 Blood Type A

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"There's someone on the roof! Quick, quick, catch him!"

As soon as Xu Siqi finished speaking, a cylindrical object with a fuse was thrown over.

"Bomb! Get down!"

Zhang Huan pulled his neck and shouted, then he lay down on the ground first.

Other patrol officers fell down on the spot.

Xu Siqi did not dare to be careless and hurriedly ducked into the corner, pressing his body against the wall.

More than ten seconds passed and no explosion was heard.

Xu Siqi leaned out and looked out, and saw white smoke hissing out of the cylinder. In less than half a minute, the smoke near the alley entrance became thicker and thicker, like a sudden heavy fog.

By the time the smoke cleared, it was too late to send people to search for the gunman on the roof.

Hearing the gunfire, Russell came over with a large number of police officers.

After identification by multiple witnesses, it was confirmed that Zhang Azheng was one of the murderers of Wan Xiangsheng.

"Who let Zhang Azheng go?" Russell asked.

Zhang Huan had no choice but to admit it. The patrol officers in charge of the checkpoint all looked at him, so he had no choice but to answer: "Report to Detective Russell, it's me."

Russell had a sullen face and shouted: "Here comes Zhang Huan's gun!"

A British patrolman stepped forward and took away Zhang Huan's pistol.

The murderer almost escaped from the Tiaohua Lane checkpoint. According to the internal discipline regulations of the patrol room, Zhang Huan must undergo routine investigation.

Russell contacted the chief arrest officer and lifted the martial law on Ward Road.

As evening approached, he led a large group of patrol officers back to the patrol room.

On the way back, I drove Xu Siqi's Ford car solemnly, looking very excited. He hadn't driven for a long time.

"This car is good. It's fast and stable. It's much better than Citroen."

"Seriously, which hospital did Soyan Kuranaga go to?"

“Dekang Clinic nearby.”

"Go to Dekang Clinic."

"What are you doing there?"

"For this heroic feat of bravely capturing a thief regardless of personal safety, as the detective of the Chinese police, I should go and visit him."

"It's just the two of us in the car, can we talk nicely?"

He solemnly turned around at the intersection and drove towards Dekang Clinic.

Xu Siqi smiled: "Don't you think that what happened today is a little strange?"

He said solemnly: "If you ask me, Zhang Huan must have a problem. Last time on Sanma Road, Zhang Azheng was following Wan Xiangsheng. Zhang Huan also saw it at that time. Since he knew that Zhang Azheng was going to harm Wan Xiangsheng, how could he do this in today's situation?

Can you still easily let Zhang Azheng pass the level?"

"You're right, Zhang Huan does have a problem. However, that's not what I'm talking about."

"You mean, Sogan Kuranagi?"

"right."

"What's up with him?"

"Senior Brother Xin Yinliu was actually injured by Ma Biao. I find it a bit incredible no matter what."

"Didn't he say it himself? He was careless and didn't dodge."

"With Soyan's skills, even if he underestimates the enemy, he should not be injured in Ma Biao's hand. Also, the origin of that boning knife is also very strange."

"Ma Biao is a death row prisoner, there is no need for him to lie."

"Have you seen the boning knife?"

"seen it already."

"Any ideas?"

"The new knife, the tip is different from the ordinary boning knife."

"So, I suspect that someone deliberately let Ma Biao pick up the boning knife."

"Deliberately? You mean, someone was secretly helping Ma Biao escape? Just with a boning knife? That person didn't take the police patrol seriously."

Xu Siqi thought for a while and murmured: "Maybe it's not about helping Ma Biao escape..."

While talking, the car slowly stopped on the side of the road.

There is a detached two-story foreign-style building on the street, with a Chinese and English plaque hanging above the door: Dekang Western Medicine Clinic.

Dekang Clinic is quite famous in Shanghai and can perform common surgeries.

Doctor Collins is a British man in his forties with more than twenty years of medical clinical experience and enjoys a high reputation in the concession.

The two got out of the car and said solemnly to Xu Siqi: "You just said that maybe you weren't helping Ma Biao escape, so what else could it be?"

"I'll talk to you later. Let's go take a look first."

Xu Siqi stepped into the clinic.

The clinic was very quiet. A blonde female nurse came forward and said in Chinese: "Excuse me, are you here for a doctor or a follow-up consultation?"

Xu Siqi said: "Ms. Nurse, how is the situation of Cang Yong Zong Yan?"

"Kuranaga Sogan? Oh, you mean, the stab wound patient sent by the patrol."

"right."

"He has gone home."

"Going home? Then his injury..."

"I don't know the specific situation very well."

"I want to see Dr. Collins."

"Sorry, Dr. Collins is very busy. If there is no appointment, we can only arrange it early tomorrow morning..."

Zheng Zheng listened impatiently, took out his ID, showed it in front of the nurse, and said, "We are from the patrol room and need to see Dr. Collins immediately."

"Please wait a moment." The nurse turned and entered the treatment room.

After a while, the tall Dr. Collins came out.

The nurse followed behind and introduced, "Dr. Collins, these two gentlemen want to see you."

"Please come in."

Collins looked tired and turned into the doctor's office.

The office is very spacious, with patient records stacked on the table and some related test reports.

"Gentlemen, please take a seat."

"Thanks."

After sitting down, Collins looked at the two of them and said, "I'm sorry, my Chinese is very bad, so please try to be as brief as possible."

He smiled solemnly and said, "These are not bad sentences."

Collins shrugged: "I say this often, so of course it's a good thing."

Xu Siqi switched to English and said: "Dr. Collins, the main reason we came here this time is to inquire about the condition of Soyan Kusanagi's injury."

"It's great that you speak English. About Kuranaga Muneyan...please wait a moment."

Collins rummaged around on the table for a while, and pulled out a document bag from the medical record. The name of Sogan Kuranagi was written in English on the cover.

"Kuranaga Soyan's injury was not serious, but for some reason, the wound was bleeding heavily. After suturing, he rested in the clinic for an afternoon, prescribed some anti-inflammatory and painkillers, and then went home to recuperate. This

It's his medical record, oh, it has the signatures of himself and his family members."

Xu Siqi took it and looked at it for a while. The family member signed it was Mrs. Kurunaga.

In addition to the medical records, there are two blood test sheets in the document bag, one is from Mrs. Kurunaga, and the other is from Shinji Kuranaga.

Xu Siqi asked: "Why are there two blood test reports?"

Collins explained: "As a doctor, I have to be cautious and ask the nurse to do a blood test for the family members in advance. After all, Kurunaga Muneyan is in his fifties and was weak after the operation. He may really need a blood transfusion. Fortunately, the operation went well.

It went very smoothly and there were no abnormalities.”

"Blood type A?"

Xu Siqi was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on Shinji Kuranaga's blood test sheet.


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