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Chapter 735 Clean up!

Hong Yanwen was rescued and carried away.

This car accident caused the expert team who came to Beijing to be dying, almost losing half his life!

She was rushed to a special military medical hospital for emergency treatment.

All medical staff regarding blood transfusion surgery,

Almost completely wiped out!

Chen Zongheng's eyes were as cold as ice as he took a taxi and returned to Hospital A.

At this time, thick smoke was billowing in the direction of the conference room on the top floor of Hospital A.

A large group of patrol room members are cordoning off the entire scene and investigating for clues!

Today, this unprecedented fire claimed the lives of nine medical staff!

After continuous police investigation, the investigation found out.

This fire was caused by an aging circuit leakage, which caused a sudden fire.

However, in the entire office conference room, due to manpower reasons, the door lock suddenly got stuck, so... this led to this natural disaster.

All nine medical staff died in the flames.

The burned corpses were charred black.

Forensic doctors conducted a simple examination of the body and finally determined that he died of suffocation in the fire and then was burned to death.

Because the corpse was so burnt that the wounds and scars on it could no longer be distinguished.

But, at this time.

In hospital No. A, Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm, he was already lighting a cigarette and turned back to the ward.

Qiu Yiren was lying in the ward, her pretty face pale and complicated.,

When she saw Mr. Chen come back, her expression finally improved.

All nine doctors who treated her during the operation died.

This news was simply bad news for her.

She didn't even have time to thank him.

Those medical staff were already... buried in the flames.

this.

Although, I have a vague feeling that there is something strange about this fire.

However, it was indeed just a thought that flashed through my mind.

Chen Zongheng lit a cigarette, sat back on the chair in the ward, continued to pick up a book, and started reading lightly.

For him, apart from reading, it seems... he has no other hobbies.

In his calm and indifferent eyes, he could not feel at all that this man...just an hour ago, killed nine innocent medical staff with his own hands.

And, at this moment.

Just when he sat down and was about to open the novel and read.

"Ding ding ding~!" Suddenly, his cell phone rang rapidly.

Chen Zongheng's eyes were cold, and he slowly took out his mobile phone and took a look.

Caller ID: [Zhang Yuyu]

Chen Zongheng looked cold, turned around, walked out of the ward, and answered the phone.

"The God of Death...has the decapitation operation been completed?" On the other end of the phone, Zhang Yuyu's voice was hoarse and deep, and he asked slowly.

"It's been cleaned up."

Chen Zongheng held the phone, walked to an unoccupied corner of the corridor, and slowly reported the report.

"Oh, really. I feel relieved that you are doing the work." Zhang Yuyu's deep voice slowly floated out from the phone.

"It's just that you seem...to have missed two people?" Zhang Yuyu's voice on the phone suddenly became indifferent and cold, and he asked slowly.

Huh~!

Upon hearing these words, Chen Zongheng's pupils froze.

"Don't worry, the organization... has taken care of the two missing ones for you."

"Be careful when doing things in the future. Don't make a mistake."

Zhang Universe's voice was deeper and hoarse than ever before.

Finally, the word "miss" was dragged out by him in a long tone.

Then, the other end of the phone hung up!

Chen Zongheng's eyes were cold, and a hint of coldness flashed in his pupils.

Are there two people missing?

His expression hardened!

What came to mind!

His body flashed and he rushed towards the office building of Hospital A!

When he rushed to the door of the hospital director's office, the entire office door had been blocked by police seals!

The body of a seven-year-old girl was carried out of the office.

The little girl's pretty face turned pale, and she struggled before she died... She pinched her pink neck with both hands... It seemed like she was struggling.

"Oh, that's so unfortunate."

"An hour ago, her mother was burned to death in the conference room. Unexpectedly, this little girl was locked in the office alone. In her mischief, she mistakenly ingested a high-concentration corrosive drug... eh..."

Several policemen stood aside, investigating the scene, and shook their heads helplessly.

According to the traces and circumstances at the scene, the little girl suffocated and died because she accidentally ingested a highly corrosive disinfectant out of naughtiness.

A group of medical staff around him looked at the body of the little girl being carried out with complicated, sympathetic and pitiful expressions.

Chen Zongheng stood in the corner of the crowd, his eyes complicated and incomprehensible, looking straight at the body of the little girl who was being carried out on a stretcher.

Even at the last second before she died, her pupils were still wide open.

because of her.

He was forced to drink poison and poisoned to death.

Everything was disguised as suicide.

At this moment, Chen Zongheng's mind seemed to be blank.

There was a hint of unprecedented complexity in that cold face.

Originally, he had already let the little girl go.

Can.

The organization behind him, the third department, has no intention of letting him go.

Using this method, all witnesses, living people, will be silenced.

this.

Chen Zongheng's eyes were sharp and he looked around suddenly!

Trying to find the murderer.

There must be a third department’s informants in this No. A hospital!

He didn't expect that Zhang Yuzhou's methods had spread throughout Yan Xia.

No matter which city or continent, the forces of the third sector have penetrated here.

As long as he says hello, almost any means can be used anywhere.

This. Simply!

At that moment, Chen Zongheng's eyes were cold and solemn, scanning the sea of ​​people around him.

Finally, in the sea of ​​people at the end of the corridor, two figures turned and left.

The two men were wearing leather jackets, their eyes were indifferent, and they were hidden in the crowd. They turned around and walked down the stairs so calmly and indifferently...

Chen Zongheng's eyes were colder than ever before.

He looked at the little girl's body that was carried away for a long time.

Until, the little girl's body completely disappeared into the crowd.

He turned around with cold eyes and left.

However, the Huawei mobile phone in his hand had been crushed into pieces by him in anger.



And, at the same time.

dozens of kilometers away.

H City Military Region Hospital.

Hong Yanwen was dying and was rushed into the medical room.

Her neck, at this time... was covered in blood, and the wounds almost spread through it.

He was still hanging with only his last breath left.

Chen Zongheng's last knife missed.

Save her last life.

Because of her special status, she was urgently transported to the most rigorous military hospital in City H for treatment and surgery.

At this time, an anesthesiologist wearing a white coat and a mask slowly walked into the operating room.

The patient's neck wound was severe and required immediate anesthesia, followed by wound treatment and suturing.

The anesthesiologist's eyes were indifferent as he slowly... inserted an anesthetic needle into Hong Yanwen's neck.

Gradually, Hong Yanwen felt that her eyes were weak.

Her breathing began to suffocate.

She slowly closed her eyes.

In my mind, the bloody scene of the mentor dying on the floor of the office came to mind...

When the devil's blood spreads across the world.

This world will boil.

Hong Yanwen slowly closed her eyes.

Lost breath.

She is dead.

Died from suffocation of the aorta in the neck.

Died in that car accident.

In the thousand-year moon, the moon sets over the Wujiang River, singing a farewell song in neon clothes.

One hundred thousand soldiers, with axes, axes, hooks and spears, their blades are like snow reflecting the cold light.

Looking from a distance, we can see that there are many murderous intentions, and a hundred thousand troops are like a rainbow.

On the banks of the Wujiang River, the towering Chu and Han dynasties look like dragons trapped in sweat.

The most helpless, heroic spirit, leaving all the remaining strength to fight the frontier.

With eight thousand cavalry, there is no way to escape defeat. The most helpless thing is whether success or failure is right or wrong.

Recalling the past, I was frivolous and frivolous, and eight thousand beacons shone on Luoyang.


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