Huang Xiaojue didn't see Yan Xixi, and was frightened and frightened. Could it be that this beast killed someone and silenced him? He grabbed him and said, "Wang Donglin, what happened to Xixi? Hand him over quickly..."
Wang Donglin was usually very powerful, but one of his hands was injured and after struggling for so long, he caught him and couldn't shake it off for a while.
At this time, seven or eight security guards from the community had already heard the news and ran out, trying to pull Huang Xiaojue away.
"Wang Donglin, hand over Xixi..."
"Xixi is very good. She prepared dinner for me at home. Huang Xiaojue, please give up as soon as possible."
"You fart..."
Wang Donglin ignored him at all, didn't want the car, just left it on the roadside, and went back in a swaggering manner.
Walking into the gate of the community, he turned around and saw Huang Xiaojue still conflicting with the security guard. It seemed that he had to catch up to the door. He secretly broke into a cold sweat and thought: What if Yan Xixi was not in the hospital today but in the car?
, must have been caught by Huang Xiaojue. If this is the case, it will not be easy to handle at all.
For the first time, he stopped looking down on Huang Xiaojue, but he felt that this person was definitely not the young boy he used to be. He was a completely difficult character to deal with. This time he got through it by luck, but I'm afraid it won't be so easy next time.
After all, two fists are no match for four. Huang Xiaojue was blocked by seven or eight security guards and watched helplessly as Wang Donglin walked away. The security guards did not continue to embarrass him, but immediately retreated, closed the gate of the community, and then lined up in a row.
, heavily guarded.
Huang Xiaojue didn't chase him, but walked to Wang Donglin's car and stared at the car. After looking at it for a while, he didn't find any clues.
He was about to turn around when he suddenly held the rear door with one hand. He almost stopped breathing when he saw it: there was clearly dried blood on the door handle.
Oh my god, was Xixi really killed?
He immediately went to open the trunk and pulled it open. The trunk was empty, with nothing in it.
His hands and feet were so frightened that he couldn't help but want to go to the worst place: Could it be that Wang Donglin had really killed people and abandoned them in the wilderness because of his intimidation?
The blood was originally from Wang Donglin's injured hand, but he mistakenly thought it was Yan Xixi's and immediately took a photo.
At this moment, his cell phone rang. It was his mother calling: "Son, when will you come home?"
He composed himself: "Mom, don't wait for me, I have something to do."
"New Year's Eve is tomorrow, how could I wait for you? Didn't you agree to go home with Yan Xixi to celebrate the New Year?"
"Mom, I will try my best to finish the matter as quickly as possible and rush home to celebrate the New Year."
He hung up the phone and walked over. Several policemen were waiting aside. The leader, Lao Li, pulled him aside, lowered his voice and apologized: "Mr. Huang, I'm sorry, we can't continue this search... It's not that we can't continue the search..."
We tried our best, but it’s because we can’t enter this place, and we don’t dare to... Mr. Wang showed that special ID, and we really can’t..."
He thought of the photos of dried blood he had taken, and was worried at first, but when he saw Lao Li's embarrassed expression, he immediately understood that, let alone suspicion, even if there was real evidence, Lao Li and the others would not dare to go in. So, he
He didn't tell anyone about the blood stains.
Lao Li was still hesitating: "Mr. Huang, there is something I don't know whether to say or not..."
