Chapter 418: Song Xingchen Is Sho (2/2)

”You don't owe me anything!” refuted Song Xingchen. “It’s my duty!”

The paramedic urged, ”Please don't talk to the patient. Don’t you want him to live?” Then, he placed an oxygen mask on Song Xingchen's face.

At the hospital, I followed to the emergency room where a doctor asked to see me. ”Young man, is that a gunshot wound? We have to contact the Public Security Bureau.”

I flashed my ID, “There’s no need. I’m with the police force. He’s an undercover police officer who was accidentally injured.”

”Alright then, please sign the consent form for the operation.”

”Is his life in danger?” I asked.

”It’s not that serious. The bullet didn’t hurt any of the main organs. It’s just the excessive blood loss,” explained the doctor.

After signing the consent form, I paid for the operation and hospitalization fee. I called Baldy with the cell phone I purchased yesterday after leaving the hospital. Upon hearing my voice, Baldy sounded very excited. ”Song-ge, what are your orders?”

”Is Dali with you?” I asked.

”Yes! We’re having breakfast.”

I briefly explained what I needed him to do, ”This is illegal so I won’t force you to help me. Even if you refuse, I won’t blame you.”

”Hey, Song-ge, what the hell are you saying?!” dismissed Baldy. “You gave me my life. Who cares about breaking the law? I won't even blink even if you asked me to kill someone!”

Baldy’s sincerity was truly heart-warming. ”Brother, I will definitely return the favor!” I declared.

I took a cab back to the park and noticed a car parked outside so I immediately kept my other cell phone which was still on call with Dali in a hidden pocket I sewed in my sleeve.

Right then, a familiar face alighted from the car. It turned out to be Wang Yuanchao. ”Get in. The master said the client must be sent out of Nanjiang before ten!”

”Wang Yuanchao’s” voice sounded different from usual. When I carefully observed the man, I noticed his stiff expression, an obvious indication of a face disguising technique.

There was also an officer in the car, obviously an imposter. A fat middle-aged man sat in the back seat with a gloomy expression. The Dog Trainer was so bold he dared to send a criminal out of the city by impersonating the police.

But the two imposters weren’t enough. He wanted me–a real police consultant–to serve as insurance.

Before getting into the car, “Wang Yuanchao” searched me and found the expandable baton and my usual cell phone. ”What’s this?” he asked, waving the baton.

”If you don't trust me with it, you can take it away. Just give me my cell phone. How else will I pass the time on the journey?”

”No way!” he answered coldly. Then, turning off my cell phone, he placed it in his pocket with the expandable baton.

As soon as I was seated, the middle-aged man nodded at me, ”I've heard a lot about you. I have a friend who was arrested by you.”

”And what glorious deeds do you boast of?” I retorted.

“I'm not so stupid to tell you all about myself,” chuckled the man. “I just want to say how lucky I am not to fall into your hands. It's a great honor to have you personally escort me out of town!”