The moment the car had a flat tire, Song Wanshuang panicked.
But he immediately regained his composure.
The two bodyguards moved faster, held the car steady, turned off the lights, and laid an ambush in one go.
Because he was not sure about the opponent's movements, he chose to wait for work. At the same time, a signal was sent out.
After receiving the signal, Song Qingci, who was hundreds of miles away, had already arranged for people to rush here. The Huaibei Fund helicopter route in Jiangzhou had been applied for a week ago. After receiving the order, two private helicopters
Set off immediately and you'll be there within a quarter of an hour.
There are also off-road vehicles rushing here as fast as possible.
And since the other party chooses to take action, they will definitely know this, so as long as they stand still, the other party will definitely be anxious.
really.
Not long after, a short figure slowly came over.
Song Wanshuang's two bodyguards had already laid an ambush, and as soon as the other party arrived at the door of the car, they struck like lightning.
Song Wanshuang's bodyguards were so powerful that they were definitely worthy of five-star standards. Even if the opponent had a gun in his hand, he was pinned to the ground before he could react.
After holding him down and confirming that there was no danger, Song Wanshuang spoke in person: "Are you the killer? Who sent you?"
The short dwarf's name was Liu Shanfeng. After hearing Song Wanshuang's cold voice, he got goosebumps all over his body. He also realized how naive he was: if it were Song Wanshuang five years ago, he would still have a chance to succeed in the assassination.
But now Song Wanshuang, the bodyguards around him are too powerful, far beyond the reach of someone like him.
Liu Shanfeng also suddenly understood why his superior, who was obviously powerful in the country, wanted to kill Song Wanshuang but didn't do it himself - because he had no chance.
My decision tonight was so stupid!
After Liu Shanfeng came to this conclusion, he heard Song Wanshuang continue to shout: "You and Yang Bei are in the same group, right?"
Yang Bei?
Who is Yang Bei?
Liu Shanfeng didn't understand this very well, but he knew that if he didn't leave, he wouldn't be able to leave.
"Walk!"
Liu Shanfeng shouted loudly.
Song Wanshuang was startled. When she looked around, a car light suddenly turned on in the woods on the roadside. Then, a van sped out of it and sped away into the distance.
The van and Liu Shanfeng were connected with wires, and he was dragged out directly.
The two bodyguards reacted very quickly, but it was dark and rainy, and the other party was actually shorter than they expected.
When I reached out to grab it for the first time, I couldn't catch it.
Liu Shanfeng was seen being dragged away quickly, and sparks from friction on the ground could be seen: he was probably tied with iron sheets to prevent scratches on the ground.
After quickly leaving more than ten meters away, Liu Shanfeng breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, he was more careful when he came over, otherwise he would have been caught.
However, the two bodyguards were not for nothing. When they saw Liu Shanfeng walking away, they suddenly pulled out their pistols and shot at him.
After a burst of sparks, a long trail of blood was left on the ground.
But Liu Shanfeng was a van, and he had already gone far.
At this time, the lights in the car had been turned back on. Song Wanshuang sat inside with a calm face, waiting for the bodyguard to come in and report: "Let the other party run away."
The two of them did not dare to pursue him deeply, after all, their first duty was to protect Song Wanshuang.
"Wait for support, don't worry."
Song Wanshuang was very calm and even had a smile on her face: "I hope they and that Yang Bei are in the same group."
Originally, the USB flash drive was stolen, which put Song Wanshuang's layout at a disadvantage.
But if we can catch this killer and find out the employer behind him, we will have the opportunity to use this matter to complete the counterattack.
The helicopter arrived soon, and the bodyguards who were proficient in tracking and counter-tracing immediately began searching along the blood trails. And just a few kilometers away, they found the van rolling down the hillside.
The van's engine was shot, causing problems while driving, and it crashed through the railing and rolled down the cliff.
But there was no trace of the people inside.
Song Wanshuang's men found cut wire ropes and large blood stains around the van.
The blood stains extended down the hillside and could still be clearly seen on the dirt, but when they reached the cement road down the hillside, they were washed away by the rain.
The blood stains just disappeared.
But it wasn't all without gain.
"Director Song, it's raining heavily in the forest, so it's difficult to determine their whereabouts. I only found this one."
The men made a preliminary investigation and after returning, handed over the mobile phone found in the carriage.
Because of fingerprint unlocking, Song Wanshuang couldn't open it, so she threw it into a plastic bag and planned to take it back to unlock and analyze it.
"Keep looking."
Song Wanshuang dropped these three words and got on the helicopter back to the building that Song Celadon bought.
It's dark and the road is slippery.
With Liu Shanfeng's short and injured body, he couldn't walk very far even if he tried to carry his niece, who was severely injured and even unconscious due to a car rollover.
It took him two full hours to carry his niece to the door of a small supermarket in the suburbs that was still lit.
He needed bandages, alcohol, and even towels to treat their wounds.
This small supermarket is opened opposite the factory and is dedicated to serving night shift employees.
The reason why Liu Shanfeng came to this street was not because of this small supermarket, but because there were many pharmacies on this street.
In the morning, there were street stalls selling Chinese medicine everywhere.
It can be said that there are fish and dragons mixed together, and you can buy medicine to treat injuries.
Liu Shanfeng originally wanted to see which pharmacy was open, but it was late at night and he only found this supermarket.
"Just a supermarket, at least you can buy alcohol wipes."
Liu Shanfeng sighed, regretting his recklessness tonight even more. But when he was about to reach the door of the supermarket, he suddenly saw his current appearance in the window glass: extremely slovenly, messy like a refugee.
Liu Shanfeng was wounded by a gunshot. Although he had simply bandaged his injured shoulder to stop the bleeding, there were still blood stains on his body and he was in a mess.
In addition, he is a dwarf himself, so people will definitely be suspicious when he goes to the supermarket to buy things like this.
My niece was hit by the van as it rolled down the cliff. She didn't look too embarrassed on the outside, with only a few wounds on her forehead.
But she was as comatose as a dead pig, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive. How could she go in and buy something?
At this moment, there were footsteps coming from the entrance of the alley, and a man holding an umbrella was walking quickly this way.
Liu Shanfeng was also afraid of being seen and wanted to pull his niece into the shadows, but it was too late. He could only hide her in a corner and hid behind the trash can as quickly as possible.
He is short in stature and well hidden.
When the man passed by, Liu Shanfeng kept praying: hurry over and don't find his niece.
Otherwise, if someone is nosy and calls the hospital, and the government gets involved in the investigation, we will be in big trouble.
But the more you fear, the more it will come.
The man holding the umbrella stopped in the shadow, sniffed and frowned: "Why does it smell like blood?"
Then, the man looked around and immediately focused on his niece in the shadow.
The man's expression changed, and he hurriedly went over to support his niece and looked at her for a while, then squatted down and started to make a phone call: "Zhu, are you not sleeping?"
"Hey, Brother Bei, what's wrong? I'm just about to sleep."
"Don't sleep. There is an injured and unconscious girl at the end of Morning Market Street."
Coincidentally, this was Yang Bei who had just taken a taxi to the entrance of the alley and planned to walk back to Nanshan Medical Center. After taking the pulse of his fainted niece, his expression changed slightly: "The injury is quite serious. Come and help quickly and bring her back."