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In the dark night, a figure shuttled between tall buildings like a ghost,

The clown carried the unconscious Zhao Zhiqi on his shoulders and moved towards the direction of Wancheng First People's Hospital, not far away.

Although he is not a good person, leaving Zhao Zhiqi in that place so that Lin Zihan can quickly discover his whereabouts is definitely a bad idea.

So it's better to stage a fake kidnapping to buy some time for him to leave the jurisdiction.

call out!

However, just as the clown was about to arrive at the hospital, a silver needle suddenly flew into the clown's eye.

The eyeballs were only a few centimeters away from the silver needle. The clown shrank his eyes and feinted, then cut the silver needle into two sections with his war scythe.

Bang bang bang.

At this time, a man appeared on the edge of the building and clapped his hands. The clown had no idea where the man in front of him came from.

But judging from the way he just threw the flying needle,

This is no ordinary person!

"It's amazing. At that distance, you can cut off my flying needle with the war scythe on your back."

The man's face was covered with stubble, a cigarette was hanging from his mouth, and his bloodshot eyes were slightly open. He looked as if he hadn't slept and washed himself in several days.

The man was wearing a white shirt and a dirty blue apron hanging around his neck. He exuded an unpleasant smell of paint and gunpowder.

The man casually pushed back his shoulder-length hair, tied it up and said, "Put that girl down, and I will consider sparing you."

As he spoke, he blew out a smoke ring.

When the clown heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then put Zhao Zhiqi on the ground and asked, "Who are you?"

The man held a cigarette in his mouth and walked towards Zhao Zhiqi without saying a word, then lifted Zhao Zhiqi into his arms.

From beginning to end, he never looked at the clown.

"correct."

The man hugged Zhao Zhiqi, turned his back to the clown, and suddenly spoke.

"Hold a girl, don't be so rude, even if it's not a princess, you still have to carry her."

After saying that, the man jumped downstairs directly.

"well."

The clown was also startled by this sudden movement, and he quickly ran to the edge of the building to take a look.

However, where are the figures of the man and Zhao Zhiqi still there?

"..."

...

The next day, Lin Zihan got the news that Zhao Zhiqi was in the hospital early in the morning, so he rushed directly to the hospital without stopping.

You must know that he didn't sleep all night yesterday, and almost turned the entire Gaoxing District upside down.

There were even some night owls in the association who stayed up late at night and helped Lin Zihan a lot, but they still couldn't find anyone.

Lin Zihan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Of course, the most miserable and innocent person was Wei Mengrong. Not only was she scolded by Lin Zihan for no reason, but she was also captured alive and used as a coolie.

She also didn't sleep almost all night.

Of course, she did it voluntarily. After all, her good friend Zhao Zhiqi was kidnapped, so of course she had to help find her!

"Zhiqi, are you okay?" Lin Zihan asked worriedly as soon as he entered the ward.

The nurse who helped Zhao Zhiqi change the dressing frowned in displeasure and shouted in a low voice, "Hello, this is a hospital, please speak softly!"

Lin Zihan immediately smiled sheepishly and said, "Yes, I'm sorry."

After saying that, he walked to Zhao Zhiqi's bed, and the nurse left with an empty water bag in her arms.

"Zhiqi, what are you..." When Lin Zihan saw a plastered arm hanging around Zhao Zhiqi's neck, he was very shocked at first, and then asked in a deep voice, "Who did it?"

Zhao Zhiqi shook her head and replied, "I'm fine."

Hearing Zhao Zhiqi's words, Lin Zihan's face turned dark. He had seen the situation at Zhao Zhiqi's house.

Except for a huge hammer pit, there was nothing left. It can be said that it was killed instantly!

Although Lin Zihan knew that Zhao Zhiqi was not very strong, anyone who could kill Zhao Zhiqi in an instant, at least in the association, no one ranked below thirty could do it.

So this thief is definitely not an ordinary person,

But if it wasn’t the thief, then it was definitely that person!

Lin Zihan's face darkened and he said with some displeasure, "Zhiqi, don't lie to me. I went to your house. You took that photo, right?"

"..." Zhao Zhiqi nodded after being silent for a moment, then grabbed Lin Zihan's arm with bright eyes and asked, "So my brother is still alive, right?"

Lin Zihan looked at Zhao Zhiqi's flushed face with excitement and her expectant eyes and sighed silently,

"I am not sure."

As soon as Lin Zihan finished speaking, Zhao Zhiqi deflated like a balloon, lowering her head in great disappointment.

But then she immediately raised her head and looked at Lin Zihan and asked, "So...whose photo is it?"

Lin Zihan's head was suddenly filled with black lines.

Didn’t I come here to ask for punishment? Why am I now the one being asked for punishment?

Lin Zihan clenched his fist and put it to his mouth, coughed a few times and then sternly scolded "Zhao Zhiqi!"

Zhao Zhiqi suddenly shrank her neck in fright and looked at Lin Zihan aggrievedly.

Lin Zihan suddenly couldn't bear it,

But he knew that this little girl pretended to be like this just because she was certain that he wouldn't bear it!

So Lin Zihan cleared his throat and asked again in a deep voice, "Zhao Zhiqi, don't look at me like that, it's useless!"

Then Lin Zihan asked, "Is it a man holding a war sickle?"

Ding!

Zhao Zhiqi's heart beat violently and then she froze, thinking,

How did brother Zihan know he was the man with the war sickle?

Then she nodded and asked doubtfully, "Do you... know him?"

Lin Zihan touched his hair angrily, took a deep breath and whispered angrily, "Damn it, this bastard actually found you!"

Zhao Zhiqi looked at the burning anger in Lin Zihan's eyes and thought,

It's over. Brother Zihan seems to be very familiar with this person, and he looks like a mortal enemy...

But, that person knows the whereabouts of my brother, what should I do...

"Brother Zihan, who is he?" Zhao Zhiqi asked cautiously.

After coming back to his senses, Lin Zihan stood up with a serious expression and said, "It's nothing, you don't need to know." Then he turned around and left.

But as soon as he went out, he bumped into an unshaven old man wearing a blue apron.

The uncle was a little unhappy after being hit and yelled, "My dear mother, don't you watch the road when you walk? You are in a hurry to reincarnate."

As he spoke, he bent down to pick up the cigarette that had just been knocked away and said, "Young man, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

Lin Zihan looked at the sloppy man in front of him, with a strong smell of paint on his body, without any disdain in his eyes.

Instead, he said with respect, "Hello, Uncle Wu!"

And this man is clearly Wu Jishuang!

Wu Jishuang looked at Lin Zihan and nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, so what are you going to do?"

"Uncle Wu, I know"

"I also know who it is."

Just when Lin Zihan started to speak, Wu Jishuang interrupted him,

"A man with blond curly hair, a black sleeveless sweatshirt, black puffy pants, black boots, and a war scythe in his hand, right?"

When Wu Jishuang described the appearance of the clown, Lin Zihan already showed a stunned expression.

But he immediately covered it up and said, "Yes, it's him!"

With that said, Lin Zihan looked at Wu Jishuang cautiously and asked, "Uncle Wu, how did you know..."

Wu Jishuang lighted a cigarette leisurely and replied, "He wanted to take Zhao Zhiqi away last night, but I stopped him and let him leave."

Hearing this, Lin Zihan looked at Wu Jishuang in shock. Although it was right to stop the clown, why did he let him go?

"Uncle Wu, why are you?"
To be continued...