Hollywood Hunter

Catherine Bigelow and Janet Johnston hurried to the medical center in downtown Santa Monica. It was close to twelve in the morning.Several police cars and ambulances are still flashing lights downstairs in the hospital where the emergency area of ​​the medical center is located, and several private cars are parked beside them.

Before it was too late to find a suitable parking space, Catherine also parked her car in an open space downstairs in the hospital, and got out of the car with Janet and walked to a middle-aged white policeman not far away.

"Police officer, hello, we are Simon Westero's friends," Catherine and Janet walked to the middle-aged policeman, introduced themselves, and asked anxiously, "How is Simon now?"

The middle-aged policeman heard Catherine's introduction and looked at the two elegant women in front of her face unexpectedly, saying: "I am Charles Heck, two ladies, come with me first. In addition, you know Simon. Is the contact information of the Westeros family?"

Catherine and Janet followed Charles Heck into the hospital building. Hearing each other's questions, Catherine hesitated before saying: "Simon should be an orphan, he has no family."

Catherine said so, Janet and Charles Heck were both stunned.

Although Simon has disclosed enough information in several contacts, Janet is still hard to believe that such a good little boy will be an orphan. She always thinks that many of the things Simon has said may be just a joke.

The middle-aged policeman did not expect this to happen. After thinking about it, he started to introduce the two women to him while walking: "This is the case. We got the alarm, in an alley near Amherst Street. He was found. According to the situation at the scene, Simon Westero should have passed by bicycle and was attacked by five young people. However, when we arrived at the scene, Simon Westero had fainted. So ma'am, do you know why he would ride there by himself late at night?"

On the phone not long ago, Catherine only heard a policeman say that she saw her contact details in Simon's address book and that Simon was taken to the hospital because of a fight.

At this moment, hearing that Simon was besieged by five young people, Catherine's heart suddenly lifted up, but she explained patiently: "Simon and I said that he recently worked in a 24-hour convenience store."

The middle-aged policeman heard the words and nodded: "That makes sense. The 24-hour convenience store will change shifts at 11 o'clock in the morning, and the time is just right."

"So," Catherine asked again: "Mr. Heck, how is Simon doing?"

The middle-aged policeman shook his head: "When we arrived at the scene, his condition was very embarrassed. However, the specific situation, the doctor is still checking."

Janet finally inserted a sentence: "Did the murderer catch it?"

The middle-aged policeman glanced at Janet and nodded, with a slightly weird expression in his expression, saying: "I caught it, and none of the five people ran away."

With that said, the three came to the emergency area of ​​the medical center together.

In the lobby of the emergency department, Catherine and Janet looked at five young people who were all hung up on the stretcher bed lined up and their right legs were still wailing. They suddenly understood why the middle-aged policeman had just expressed that expression.

Catherine looked at the situation in front of her. Simon's figure was not found on the left and right, and her expression became more worried.

Janet opened her eyes wide, ignoring the doctors and nurses who were still busy in front of the stretcher bed, and several middle-aged men and women who were supposed to be family members. They sucked their mouths together and leaned over to look at the five suspended right leg.

Noting that the last young man not only hung his legs, but also swelled his cheeks on one side, but half of his lips sank like a toothless old lady, and Janet immediately gave a small cold war.

Turning around and running back to Catherine, Janet's face was rosy with excitement, and she still read the words: "Too violent,

Catherine took Simon's backpack from the police and saw Janet coming over and took her hand. "Okay, Janet, let's go to the CT room, Simon is there."

When the two women were about to leave the emergency room, several doctors and nurses pushed a stretcher bed out of the side corridor, and Simon was lying on the bed.

Catherine and Janet hurried over and just asked the doctor about Simon's situation. Several middle-aged men and women who had gathered around the five young men came together aggressively.

One of the women, with tears on her face, yelled and scolded at Simon, and several policemen guarding the hall ran quickly.When Janet saw the woman rushing to her side, she was unwilling to show her weakness. She reached out and pushed hard on the other person, shouting, "Hey, what are you doing?"

The woman stumbled back a few steps, supported by her husband, and watched that several policemen were already in the middle of the crowd, so they had to give up their plans to pounce again, but looked fiercely at Simon on the stretcher bed and said, "The murderer, I I won’t let him go. I’m going to send him to prison."

"Huh, the murderer? Are you kidding me?" Janet heard this and broke away from Catherine to pull her hand, pointing to the five young men on the stretcher bed not far away: "You are the murderers, five Dealing with one, I was also broken, not only the murderer, but also a bunch of waste. Don’t let it go? Let’s wait and see to see who doesn’t let go.”

Catherine looked at Janet more and more excitedly, and had to step forward to hold her again, whispering a few words before Janet followed Catherine and left with Simon's stretcher bed.

There was a small conflict just now, and the hospital did not dare to put everyone in the emergency room together anymore. Soon it was deployed to the ward and Simon was put in.

After more than two hours of busy work, Catherine and Janet finally sat beside Simon's bed.

Looking at Simon, who was still awake with a hanging needle in the bed, the little girl Janet propped her chin beside the bed and said, "It's really a fight-resistant guy. There are so many injuries on his body, but his bones have nothing to do. Then The five wastes are all comminuted fractures, and the bones are broken. Our little boy can be really powerful. I heard that it will take several operations to recover, hey."

Catherine looked at Simon's sleeping face, but she was not as optimistic as Janet.

Several hours had passed, and Simon still did not wake up, which was not a good sign.

Moreover, the doctor has just told Catherine that although Simon’s apparent injuries are not serious, it is difficult to determine whether there will be internal bleeding symptoms due to the number of attacks, and then he will need to be hospitalized for at least one week.

Janet saw that Catherine didn't agree with herself, and looked at Simon's face with her eyes. Then she was very glad: "Fortunately, he didn't hurt his face. The little boy is still so handsome."

With that said, Janet reached out and touched Simon's face, and then slipped underneath the sheet: "Wow, so strong."

Catherine stared helplessly: "Jenny, can you stop it?"

"Alright alright."

Janet narrowed her neck and shrugged her hand away.

Waiting for a moment, seeing Catherine no longer staring at herself, and the other small hand drilled straight into the edge of the sheet.

Because Simon was in a state of embarrassment when he was taken to the hospital, his clothes had been cut open by the doctor and discarded.At this time, the boy had only a temporary paper panties all over him.

Only this time, Janet's small hand just touched Simon's body, and suddenly felt a big hand tightly grasping her wrist.

Janet was startled and yelled, trying to withdraw her hand, but brought Simon's entire arm directly.

Feeling as if her wrists were clenched tightly by a pair of pliers, as she struggled, her strength was getting tighter and tighter, and Janet quickly blushed in pain: "Wow, boy, you woke up right Isn't it right? Let me go, it hurts, let me go, or I will bite you, I will really bite. Uh hum, Kate, come and help me, woo, hurt!"

Catherine looked at the situation in front of her, and thought Janet was mischievous again, and she hurriedly turned from the other side of the bed until her tears fell.

After checking some of Simon’s hand holding Janet, Catherine tried to break it, but found that her strength couldn’t shake Simon even a finger, so she turned to the boy on the bed: “Simon, you woke up. Really? Let go of Jenny, it hurts."

Simon on the bed was unresponsive and apparently did not wake up.

With the movements here, doctors and nurses rushed over, and two policemen still in the hospital appeared in the ward.

The little ward suddenly became lively.

"Kate, woo, I might be dying. You wake him up after this little bastard wakes up. I will come and talk to him every night. Woo, and tell my family, I won’t go back to Melbourne, I To be buried in Los Angeles, I like the sunshine here, wooh."

"Doctor, can you think of a way?"

"This lady, you relax, don't struggle. This is the patient's stress response. The more you struggle, the tighter he will be."

"When we found this kid, he had a baseball bat in his hand. It was just like this, we finally took it out of his hand."

"Woo, bastard, this is my hand, not a baseball bat."

After so much tossing around for a while, Simon's hand holding Janet didn't mean to let go.

Seeing Janet's appearance of a pear blossom with rain, Catherine turned to Simon again, suddenly remembering something, and raised her hand to the crowd, beckoning everyone to be quiet.

Afterwards, Catherine came to the bed, leaned over to Simon’s ear, and said softly, "Simon, can you hear me? This is Catherine, you are safe, everyone is by your side, it’s all right... "

Catherine whispered various words of comfort very patiently, and everyone looked over quietly.

After so many minutes, when Catherine stopped whispering, everyone recovered, Janet found that she had unknowingly got rid of Simon's'claw'.

It's just that Janet's original white wrist had turned into a carrot.

I ran with the doctor to check it. Janet returned with her two ice packs in her hands, staring at Simon who was still asleep, and was dissatisfied that Catherine had sat on the bedside and reading a magazine casually. : "This little bastard, I should have just bitten him just now, it's awful."

Catherine looked up at her and smiled, "Not even blaming yourself."

"Wow, you turned towards him, Kate, I'm jealous." Janet complained, seeing Catherine's unresponsive appearance, and "provoked" again: "I think this little bastard must be a violent man, we I should stay away from him in the future."

"No," Catherine shook her head and looked at the boy on the bed tenderly, with some pity, and said, "He should, but it's just too insecure."