By the afternoon, the New York media was in an uproar.
Especially certain groups.
Shocking, the New York Police Department once again uses violent law enforcement.
Police violently beat citizens for no reason.
"Two innocent people were seriously injured and were initially declared critically ill by the hospital."
"question..."
When these terrifying headlines are paired with a black and white photo of a person lying and wailing, the effect is outstanding.
Four o'clock in the afternoon.
Downstairs of the New York Police Department, a group of African Americans have already occupied a powerful position. They have even prepared various cheering signs and are shouting slogans in unison.
No other race can compare to these people in this matter.
African Americans may not work on time or even eat on time, but if there is a spark of protest or march, these people will treat it as a nuclear bomb.
It is obvious that the mastermind behind this has prepared everything long ago.
African Americans who almost occupied the police station square downstairs of the New York Police Department shouted slogans that the New York Police Department was corrupt and sheltered the murderer, and demanded that they arrest Lake immediately.
Chief Burt has called a large group of police officers to a meeting.
"Ding-ling-ling!"
"Hello."
"It's me."
"I know. I'm not going to buy a leave application."
"Inside information, one thousand dollars."
"...good."
"A lawyer just came over to see these two people."
"…Why are you helping me?"
"I don't like dark skin. They look scary at night."
"…"
Lake blinked as he listened to the dead tone coming from the phone. Following this sentence, a picture emerged in his mind: two rows of white suddenly appeared in the dark night...
It's really scary.
Lake got up from the bed, rubbed his eyebrows, and walked into the bathroom.
Half an hour later.
When Lake walked out of the underground garage of the Star Building, he was still wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
Look up at the sky.
The sun sets.
Why!
Lake originally planned to have a good sleep until night, and then go to the hospital to send the black and white ones off, but he didn't expect that plans could not keep up with changes.
It seems that the guy behind the scenes doesn't even intend to give me a night's rest.
Lake clicked his tongue and shook his head.
It was obvious at a glance that the man hiding behind the non-mainstream black and white couple was intent on torturing Lake to death without stopping for a moment.
Are you asking me to die socially?
What hatred and grudge?
fine.
This guy isn't very smart.
Lake thought so as he hailed a taxi and told it the address of New Amsterdam Hospital.
Think about it.
Instead of hiring a lawyer for this black and white couple to deal with Lake, it would be better to hire a killer to kill these two people secretly. In this way, not only can Lake be charged with accidental murder, but he can also completely hide his behind-the-scenes.
pity...
This guy's IQ is not very good.
I'm going to go over and chop these two guys into pieces right now. Now that there's no one to call the police, I wonder what tricks you have up your sleeve.
A cold light flashed in Lake's eyes.
Don't let him know who is hiding behind this. If he finds out, Lake will make this guy suffer a fate worse than death.
soon.
Arrived at New Amsterdam Hospital.
At this moment, the New Amsterdam Hospital was also staked out by a large number of reporters and media. There was no doubt that they were waiting for news from inside.
The best news would be that the Black and White pair died of their injuries.
The New York media loves to create chaos. The more chaotic the situation is, the more they will report on it. And the more they report on it, it goes without saying that their bonuses and commissions will be high.
Go straight.
Lake, with his glasses taken off, stood in the lobby on the first floor of the hospital and frowned as he looked at the two police officers at the elevator door.
Good intentions lead to bad results.
These two police officers must have been arranged by the New York Police Department. In a word, the ones who least want the Black and White duo to die are the New York Police Department, so they will move in regardless of whether they want Paulek or not.
As long as he's not dead, everything is fine.
If he dies, then I guess the mayor who just took office this month will have something to say.
pity...
They're dead, I say.
Lake glanced at the officer on guard, then walked straight past the elevator and headed towards the bathroom on the first floor.
If you're guarding the elevator, I won't be able to get on?
The person who came here is a killer. He can enter any secret room, not to mention the hospital.
"Bang!"
"who."
"Bang!"
"…"
Lake kicked open the toilet door and knocked unconscious the young doctor in a white coat who was about to take off his pants. Then he turned around, closed the door and started taking off the guy's clothes.
Two minutes later.
When Lake, wearing a white coat, walked out of the bathroom, he smiled at a patient who was about to go in, and put the sign "Under Inspection" in front of the entrance to the men's bathroom, indicating that the patient in front of him could go to the women's bathroom next door to solve the problem.
The patient pointed to the women's restroom behind him and looked at Lake, as if asking again, is it okay?
Lake shrugged, looking as if asking why not.
The patient nodded, covered his stomach and ran in.
three!
two!
one!
"Ah!" A sharp female scream came from the women's restroom. The police officers on the other side of the elevator looked at each other, then passed by Lake and walked towards the bathroom.
soon.
Lake entered the elevator.
The elevator goes up.
Three minutes later.
Lake politely said "make way" and walked out of the elevator.
This floor is not the ICU.
The ICU is on the upper floor, but it is not impossible to take the elevator directly to the ICU at this time, but you definitely cannot get in.
Because there must be New York Police Department officers there. If they steal a white coat, they can at most pretend to be a doctor and walk around the department freely. But thinking that they can enter the ICU with the help of a white coat is completely wishful thinking.
That's the plot of the movie.
Lake grabbed the white coat mainly because he didn't want blood to splatter on himself when he killed someone later.
After all, Lake looks rich, but he is actually very poor. The house was given to him as a gift, and his car is a five-year-old second-hand model. Only the custom-made suit he is wearing looks decent.
It was just this one custom-made suit. Lake had a simple dream, to fill his wardrobe with all kinds of custom-made suits when he could draw them at will.
I entered the stairs next to me, climbed one floor, turned a corner, and immediately saw a special password door for medical staff leading to the ICU.
12138!
Wearing leather gloves, Lake directly entered the password he had purchased from the Continental Hotel with a gold coin when he had just left the Star Building.
With a ding sound.
The red light on the combination lock instantly turned green.
Open the door.
A nurse who just passed by frowned at Lake who came in through the small door: "Hey, which department are you from? I don't know..."
Lake pointed his gun at the young nurse in front of him. Seeing the momentary expression of fear on her face, he smiled and said, "It's okay. You can scream. If you scream, I promise not to kill you."
The words fell.
ah!!!!
A high-pitched female voice, almost as loud as a Russian tenor's, instantly resounded throughout the entire ICU floor. The young nurse in front of him dropped the documents in her hand, bent her hands, and shouted a sentence with all her strength.
There's an assassin!!!