Jiang Chen returned to the hotel, took a shower and changed into clean clothes.

When I returned to the hospital, I saw two French policemen standing in the corridor outside Pei Yunxi's ward, chatting.

It can also be regarded as a conditional exchange.

Pei Yunxi remained silent, and they provided basic protection.

Jiang Chen pushed open the door and entered.

Pei Yunxi fell asleep again, and the moonlight shone on her flawless face, adding a softness that made her look like the Sleeping Beauty in the fairy tale.

Jiang Chen watched quietly.

This woman.

Stronger than he thought.

Unlike some celebrities, a small wound will make them scream.

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

There was a knock on the door.

Bai Haoran opened the door and walked in.

"Master Jiang."

He was carrying some food boxes in his hand.

Jiang Chen made a gesture of silence and said softly: "Go out and talk."

Bai Haoran nodded, put the food on the table, and then walked out with Jiang Chen.

"Master Jiang, I just went to the police station and the police have found the jeep."

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed.

"Where is the person? Have you caught him?"

Bai Haoran shook his head.

"There was only one black body left in the car, and the rest of the gunmen ran away."

Jiang Chen recalled the scene during the day.

The two men in suits seemed to have indeed hit the gunmen in the back of the jeep, which was also the reason why the gunmen retreated.

"Has the body been identified?"

"Not yet, but it is certain that this black man is not French. The police suspect that he is from abroad and cannot rule out the possibility of being a terrorist."

"They can't be terrorists."

Jiang Chen was categorical.

Terrorist attacks.

It may be a word far away from ordinary people in China, but in the liberal and democratic West, it happens from time to time.

You can often see news about extremists carrying firearms and running to public places such as schools or supermarkets to play a real-life version of chicken eating.

Terrorists kill without purpose.

But that Jeep is different.

It was obviously for him and Pei Yunxi.

"Master Jiang and I have the same idea."

Bai Haoran's eyes flashed with a sinister look, "Young Master Jiang, I suspect that they were sent by Genta Takagi."

Genta Takagi.

Jiang Chen remained silent.

indeed.

According to the analysis of behavioral motivations, at this time, only Takagi Genta, who jumped over the wall in a hurry, was the biggest suspect.

Never underestimate the madness of these capitalists.

Don't talk about ordinary people.

So what if he’s the president?

There were more than one assassination in history.

"Master Jiang, we should fight back and make Genta Takagi pay the price!"

Bai Haoran said in a low voice, not caring at all that the French police were not far away.

"How to fight back?"

Jiang Chen asked calmly.

There was a stern look on Bai Haoran's face, and he said concisely: "To retaliate against him in the same way, he broke the business rules first. I have already contacted people, and as long as the price is enough, they are willing to take this job."

The wages of avarice is death.

Jiang Chen does not doubt the courage of some criminal gangs abroad.

only.

"Do you still have this kind of channel here?"

he asked a little surprised.

"It was introduced by Joe Bunkerton."

Bai Haoran explained.

Jiang Chen suddenly realized.

Bai Haoran waited patiently for the other party's instructions.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Chen patted his shoulder.

"We will discuss this matter later. There is no sufficient evidence to prove that Genta Takagi did it."

Bai Haoran hesitated to speak, but in the end he did not refute and complied: "Yes."

The thrilling experience of hanging by a thread made Jiang Chen quite angry. The moment he heard Bai Haoran's suggestion, he had an impulse to fight violence with violence, but in the end he restrained himself.

He admitted that he was no saint.

It can be said that the people who were injured outside the Parc des Princes stadium during the day were used as bulletproof vests for him and Pei Yunxi.

But that is a helpless choice with no other choice.

If Bai Haoran handles the problem the way he did, wouldn't he become the same type of person as the instigator of the shooting?

No matter what the world is like, everyone should keep a piece of pure land in their hearts.

"Brother Bai, thank you for your hard work. Go back and rest."

He said warmly.

He knew very well who Bai Haoran was.

But he took Bai Haoran with him because he didn't want to train him to be a knife, or a killing tool that only knew how to use violence to solve everything.

"Young Master Jiang, I'd better stay here." Bai Haoran said.

Jiang Chen knew what he meant and smiled: "The police are here, it's okay. Attack the hospital at this time, unless those people are really terrorists. Go back."

Seeing this, Bai Haoran could only nodded, turned and left.

Jiang Chen turned around and entered the ward again.

Pei Yunxi didn't know when he opened his eyes.

"I woke up, just in time, Brother Bai just bought some food."

Jiang Chen opened the food box, moved it to the bedside table, and asked tentatively: "Can you move?"

Pei Yunxi didn't say anything, just looked at him.

Although Jiang Chen was thick-skinned, he was not without limits. After all, it was his legs that were injured, and his hands were completely fine.

He helped shake the head of the bed.

Pei Yunxi quickly took the bowl.

Jiang Chen moved a chair and sat beside the bed.

This is really a romantic dinner.

Although Bai Haoran is a social person, he is very thoughtful and the vegetables he buys are relatively simple. Moreover, Pei Yunxi is not a picky eater.

"When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

Jiang Chen smiled dumbly.

"You really don't care about your body at all. You just lay down here and want to get out? After all, this is a gunshot wound. If you don't recover properly, you will become lame in the future. Do you really plan to rely on me for the rest of your life?"
To be continued...