Chapter 35: ‘Bystander’

Clive, wrapped in gauze and covering her waist, carefully approached Pea Corner Street.
He always thought Edward had a problem.
It's definitely not because Cecil put Edward in charge of the police station for a while. He was worried about being in trouble, so he ran out and didn't want to go home.
This sergeant did not enter the ‘watchdog pastry shop’ directly.
He didn't think he was the opponent of the veteran without using firearms.
And want to ask directly?
The relationship between the other party and Edward will definitely not cooperate.
Therefore, it is best to observe silently and look for evidence.
Then, Clive saw Jason running.
"Good physical strength."
"Speed ​​is also good."
After just looking at it for a while, Clive had to admit that the veteran's physical strength was really good, and the speed was fast enough. Even with the use of firearms, he was at most fifty-five with the other party.
and……
"Body is a bit like the attacker with a knife."
Clive did not directly participate in the shootout at the police station.
However, he saw the scene from the police station.
Especially among the group of people with guns, the tall man with a wide-blade short-handed machete, who rushed back and forth to kill, made Clive remember.
At this moment, the figure and the figure in front of it are constantly overlapping.
Then, just when Clive was about to confirm something, the sheriff suddenly saw Jason walking and covering her heart. Then, the seven tricks looked like they were bleeding.
Although it quickly recovered, but ...
"Is this the one who is dying?"
"How could such a person be an attacker?"
"No wonder you will retire."
"There must be some hidden disease."
After being shocked, Clive couldn't help thinking.
Then he saw Jason turned his head and looked at himself.
The look on the face was really scary, especially the look. Clive felt like he was being stared at by a fierce beast. He couldn't help but took a few steps back, and subconsciously began to squeeze the gun. .
Fortunately, Jason just looked at him and turned away.
But even so, Clive was breathing heavily.
He felt like he had been torn apart in an instant.
how is this possible?
Is an illusion!
It must be that I have stayed up too late recently!
Clive comforted himself.
call.
When the cold wind blew, Clive, who was standing on the spot, felt that the cheeks that had been splashed by the hot coffee were painful again. What's worse, the cold sweat overflowing on his forehead and cheeks tingled the burns and let him The wounds felt hotter and hotter.
What am I doing?
I can obviously go home and rest.
I was hurt.
Why should I come here to blow cold wind?
Those things have nothing to do with me. I am a pawn, what am I worried about?
Under the cold wind, Clive instantly figured it out.
Clive, who absolutely didn't admit that he was scared by Jason, could not help but flicked his lips, ready to turn away.
But when turning around, the sergeant was startled.
Because, behind him, do not know when to stand alone.
Wearing slightly ragged clothes, his face was filthy.
Holding a sign in his hand.
It says: OK.
There is no doubt that this is a tramp, and, moreover, a tramp with a disability.
When Clive looked at him, the other party pointed to his mouth and made the sound of ‘Aba, Aba’.
"Go away."
Clive shouted.
However, he found out that his voice was a bit louder.
Will it attract the attention of that horrible guy again?
No!
not like this!
Don't let the other party notice me anymore!
Thinking of this, Clive took out his wallet, grabbed a handful of banknotes from it, and stuffed it into the hands of the dumb tramp in front of him, and then, just as the words just said: "Hurry and take the money, here is very dangerous Do n’t know? The shooting and explosion happened here yesterday! "
In order to make his words more real and natural, Clive pulled out what happened yesterday.
After talking, Clive hurriedly walked towards his car.
His car was parked outside Pea Jiao Street.
The distance from where he stood at less than twenty meters.
However, just when he was about to take a step, the dumb tramp caught him.
Clive could not help frowning, glancing at the back of Jason who was walking slowly in the distance, and said as softly as possible:
"Don't be too greedy!"
"That money will last you for a long time!"
The dumb homeless man looked at Clive with a smile, first waved at Clive, and then handed all the large bills in his hand to Clive.
Only two quarters of change were left in his own hands.
What do you mean?
Clive froze.
Then, the mute tramp put all the big bills in Clive's hands.
Without waiting for Clive to speak out, the dumb tramp hurried towards the direction of the 'watchdog pastry house'.
Are you sick?
Don't I give so much money?
Just 2 corners?
Clive looked at each other's back and couldn't help but smirked in the bottom of his heart.
But he hasn't waited for his heart's laughter to converge-
boom!
A huge explosion came from behind.
Clive, who was unprepared, was kicked by the air waves.
He looked back blankly.
I saw his car has already turned into a fireball.
bomb!
Someone wants to kill me? !
The answer gushing from the bottom of my heart made Clive's hands tremble, and the supposedly tight banknotes suddenly blew into the sky with the cold wind.
Clive sat on the ground, not paying attention to it at all.
It wasn't until Edward, who received a report from the female pastry chef, came here that Clive had recovered.
"Talk about it."
Little Bansey walked to Clive and said.
The tone is very bad.
Although both sides belong to the same police station, they were originally two camps, and some of Clive's rumors even made Xiao Banxi ashamed.
This tone is not much better.
"Yes, someone wants to kill me."
Clive said tremblingly.
"of course!"
"All the bombs are used."
"It must hate you to the bone."
"Do you have any doubtful goals?"
Asked Xiaobanxi.
Doubtful target?
Clive froze.
Of course, he doubted the targets, the gangs who paid him protection money, the people he had extorted, and the people who had wronged him for no reason ... Each of these people could not wait for him to die.
Are they?
Clive felt cold.
Then he grabbed Xiao Banxi's hand.
"protect me!"
"Hurry up and protect me!"
"Let me go to the" safe house "!"
Clive said again and again.
Xiao Banxi shook off Clive's hand, put away the notebook and pen, and said coldly: "It seems that Sergeant Clive has not calmed down and is not suitable for recording.
"Who will give Sergeant Clive a cup of coffee to calm down."
After that, Xiao Banxi walked towards the explosion site.
And the people around?
Under Edward's staff, no one would come to pour coffee for Clive.
Even, no one came to see Clive.
The obvious barriers make Clive not only a little insecure, but also feel abandoned by the whole world. Clive, who was shocked by Jason's breath, only felt an unprecedented despair spreading from his heart.
Who can help me……
Has anyone come to my rescue?
I……
"Abba, Abba!"
The strange noise made Despair Clive look up, and he saw the dumb just now.
Holding the dumb of a kraft paper bag, with a smile on his face, he took out two slot cakes and handed it to Clive.
The kraft paper bag is printed with the advertisement of "Watchdog Pastry House".
At the bottom it says-
There are one corner cake and three corner cakes.