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"Thank you Dr. Nomos for your help." Nadia turned around and thanked Dr. Nomos. The entire questioning process went very smoothly with the help of Dr. Nomos. The patient described what happened that night in great detail, including the specific identities of the corpses that had been placed in the cold room. The patient also told Nadia one by one. Of course, regarding the patient's own identity, although the middle-aged captain said that it was something that could not be asked, the young boy sitting on the hospital bed also told Nadia gently.

"Cassia?" Nadiya's eyes flashed with abnormal light, and she left the medical room with the record book.

Now, Dr. Nomos has completed the two consecutive days of surgery. He is the only regular professional doctor on the merchant ship. All the wounds on Cassia's body were treated and sutured by his hands in these two days.

Doubts gathered in his heart. After watching Nadiya leave, Dr. Nomos walked into his office room, got himself a glass of warm water and drank it in one gulp. At this time, his thoughts returned to the scene in the ward just now. At that time, it was Miss Nadia who was asking the patient a question. The patient thought slowly, as if he was considering something, but nothing about the patient's inner thoughts could be seen from his face.

"No more, I'm alone. All my teammates are dead. After firing the last bullet with the sniper rifle, I fell to the carpet due to excessive blood loss and the powerful recoil of the sniper rifle. Then He struggled to get some simple treatment for his wounds, and then passed out. When he woke up, he was in front of Dr. Nomos." The patient had a sad expression on his face, and he was not pretending. Dr. Nomos majors in surgery and is very familiar with the human body structure. He knows exactly what muscles are on the face and where they are distributed. And when everyone laughs, cries, or is sad, he also knows which muscles will be obviously activated and which muscles will be inhibited. Through the patient's thin face he could clearly see all the movements of these muscles, and the patient's expression was real.

However, Dr. Nomos put the cup back on the table and fell into thinking again. That night, he rushed to the ninth floor with the captain and the defense team, and he was also at the scene. The wound on the patient's chest had basically stopped bleeding. Under the patient's body was a pool of blood that had not yet dried up, and the red carpet was completely soaked. That was the blood coming out of the patient's wound.

"However, such a huge amount of bleeding should not be caused by one person." Dr. Nomos walked to the circular window and muttered to himself. He looked at the track cloud outside and was silent for a while. "According to medical knowledge, , if all that blood came from the patient's body, then the patient should have died of excessive blood loss when we arrived. The amount was so large that it is difficult to imagine what was inside the body of a teenage boy. There’s going to be that volume of blood.”

"Or is this the reason why the patient's healing ability is far superior to ordinary people?" Dr. Nomos thought for a while, struggling with whether to report this doubt to the police. Nadiya's records and reports will not be sealed into a safe bag until tomorrow, and then they will be closely guarded by the defense team. When I heard that this matter was reported to the Merchant Ship Safety Center through the analysis machine, within a few minutes some agencies in the empire contacted via radio.

After thinking for a while, Dr. Nomos adjusted his white clothes and walked out of his office.

"Dr. Nomos, the patient's examination data is out, don't you want to take a look?" A nurse asked Dr. Nomos.

"Put it on my table. I'm going to the cafeteria in the hall. I'm a little hungry. I'll be back soon." Dr. Nomos waved his hand, said with a smile, and walked out of the medical room.

"Didn't you just eat before the operation?" The nurse walked into Dr. Nomos's office, put down the examination report, and said to herself strangely.

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The world in the room seems to be completely isolated from the outside, and the time here is also disconnected from the world outside the round window. Compared with the fast flowing air outside the merchant ship, the air in the room is undoubtedly several times slower. Except for the weak wind blowing from the air circulation system, there seems to be no sign of living things here.

Cassia leaned against the bed, her body motionless like a statue, just looking out the window unmoved. The revolver and the half-filled bullet bag were placed beside the hospital bed, lying quietly without the breathing of a living thing. However, the modified sniper rifle was taken away and handed over to the defense team for safekeeping, saying that it would be returned to Cassia when they disembarked.

So at this time, three days after Nadiya came to check on Cassia's situation, the merchant ship made its first stop after setting off from the Gerun Oasis.

The docking place is no longer on the lake, or rather on the surface of the water. Instead, it became a mixture of hard metal and cement slate. There are huge steel buffer frames set up on these hard floors, reaching a height of more than ten meters and spreading horizontally for a distance of several hundred meters. Like the huge forging machines in countless steam factories, the buffer steel mechanism and the load-bearing mechanism are hundreds of meters underground. However, when a merchant ship of 100,000 tons fell down, the thick steel structure also made a painful "creep". Whisper.

The ground also shook at this time, but the surrounding staff still stood firm. After working here for a long time, they have long been accustomed to the shaking on the ground from time to time.

Under the precise control of the analytical engine, the merchant ship stopped without hesitation and accurately. And unlike when it docked at Gerun Oasis, this time the merchant ship did not open just one door. Several thick metal doors on the nearly oval hull were slowly opened by steam, and then helped the passengers disembark. There are also metal shelves that help carry goods even if they are docked with the open metal door. Only then did the lively work begin.

This is a large city, but it is not extremely prosperous. It can only be said that it is not too good, nor is it too bad, just average.

After getting off the merchant ship, Cassia actually had nothing to bring, and there was not much luggage in the room on the seventh floor. Kara, who is hiding there, will help take care of the things in Gustin, Klitsch, and Lee's room. Apart from his original luggage, the only things around him now were the revolver and bullet bag, and of course the sniper rifle returned to him by the Merchant Marine Defense Force. The sniper rifle was packed in a brown leather box, and the weight was still quite heavy for Cassia, who had not fully recovered from her injuries.

Although the hole in the center of the chest has been sutured, the lost flesh and tissue will still take some time to grow back. After carrying the box for a while, Cassia felt the tearing pain from the wound on her chest.

So she hired a guy who was waiting outside the airport to carry things. Cassia handed him all the boxes containing the sniper rifle and luggage, and then walked into the waiting room at the train station not too far away from the airport. In the hall, I found a seat and sat down. She asked the young man who was carrying things to help her go to a store not far away to buy food to fill her stomach. Cassia stared at the pedestrians hurriedly passing by in front of her in a daze.

Not long after, a young man also came over dragging his luggage and sat down next to Cassia.

"Mr. Cassia Tussos?" the young man asked coldly.

"Yes." Cassia looked over and said, "Mr. Galier?"

The young man nodded and showed a badge in his hand. It was the identification badge of the logistics department staff of the military school. He was the one who came to take over the bodies that were refrigerated on the merchant ship.

"There happened to be other teams docking here two days ago. Before the matter was settled, another message came from the military headquarters, saying that another group of people would disembark here today. I happened to be still here, so I came by the way. Take over this matter." Gallier said, "I was very sorry when the news said that the specific number of people was only Mr. Cassia."

But there was no expression of regret on Galier's face at all. There was only a sense of relief in completing the work according to the regulations.

"By the way, Mr. Cassia, here is your train ticket, a special class seat, a spacious location and good service. It is only a day and a half away from Manoma. It does not stop at any station. I hope you will go back on your journey. Pleasant." After Galier said what he had already memorized, he took out a ticket from the stack of tickets in his bag and gave it to Cassia, "I have to wait here for another day, later this afternoon and tomorrow. There is another team coming here. You know, this time the three-star college and the two-star college are on a mission together, and we are also very busy. So I am deeply sorry that I cannot go with you."

After speaking, he showed an apologetic expression. Finally, he said a few polite words to Cassia and left in a hurry. Galier was really busy because there were a lot of corpses to be recovered this time.

Then Cassia took a look at the brand new train ticket in her hand. It was made of glue. It must have been rigorously optically encrypted, just like the merchant ship ticket. It contained the train number and the basic identity of the ticket buyer, which was exactly the same as the identity plate forged by the military, as well as the departure time, which was eight o'clock in the evening.

The big wall clock in the waiting room read that it was only about ten minutes past two o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still a lot of time. After giving the guy who helped carry the luggage the dues, Cassia dragged her luggage and found a quiet corner in the waiting hall with little light. There is a pot of plant that is about to wither next to it. The leaves have turned yellow and are covered with a thin layer of ash.

"Hey, can't you find a sunny spot? Haven't you spent enough time in the underground mine?" Cassia turned her head as the sound of high heels with a crisp rhythm came.