Because of this case, Na Jinchang is now being inspected by the concession police and guarded by people from the sect. In the name of it, they are jointly investigating and arresting the assassin as soon as possible.
Of course, because Na Jinchang has a special relationship in this incident, he cannot meet the old man within these 10 days. So I have to visit Mr. Wang.
Na Jintang didn't tell me that the old man was shot coldly that day, and someone else was planning a murderous revenge. The facts were clear, but he told me something different, saying that his old man's assassination was an accident.
Obviously, Jin Chang didn't want me to get involved.
We don't have 10 days left. I'm screaming in my heart that I can't waste even one more day.
I kept a calm and organized tone and told him: "The facts clearly told us that this was not an accident. It was planned by one person or a team. We don't know what is being planned behind the scenes. Although we didn't recognize it,
I know Liu Xun’s true nature, but I still underestimated him.”
If you can do it, take out a long and slender cigar, cut off the butt, rub it on the fire and light it. "I'm all ears." He said with a smile.
"I admire your courage, Maomao," Na Jintang said. "I have never doubted whether you can deal with street gangsters, but if you want to survive in a martial art, you will have to walk around without food."
He was laughing at me, but not maliciously, and even with appreciation. This situation made us a pair of close lovers discuss commonplace meals, as simple as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.
Na Jintang smiled widely and told me: "We must understand the nature of this person."
Although Na Jintang is very shrewd and has recognized the danger, I still want to try to think about this person or Liu Xun.
"I'm serious! I really don't understand why you talk about me in such a bad way. Can't I help you? You know very well that I have no problem dealing with a few gangsters." I looked serious and angry.
, making Najintang even more powerful.
I really don't understand someone like him. He only has 10 days and his actions are controlled. How can he solve this problem? He can still smile so happily. I'm really annoyed.
Na Jintang gave me some advice and tried to put on a serious expression, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes and said: "What is the trump card? Although this man is Da Baotian, who is as meticulous as his hair and very charming, I must think of him."
How could it really catch us off guard?"
But everyone in the sect thought they had the situation under control, and they all had more experience than me. They thought I was a civilian in this war. I thought, what is the mystery here? What is his trump card?
All I could say to him was: "The viewing time ends at 8:30. I plan to wait until everyone else has left. They will let me go up. He has a private ward and his own nurse, so I can sit with him for a while."
, I’m afraid he can’t speak yet, and he doesn’t even know if I’m here, but I must express my respect on your behalf.”
Na Jintang smiled slightly and said, "Don't be sad. Mr. Wang is a very kind man. Don't be afraid. After all, you are his unmarried wife. You should be filial to him."
Na Jintang responded tactfully: "I don't think so." I know that he is tight-lipped about me. Although he trusts me and loves me, he won't tell me too much about his father and family, because I am
outsider.
"Are you really going to join this gang war that the newspapers gleefully describe?"
I chuckled, untied the inside of my backpack, and opened it to show him: "Did you see it? There is a gun and a kitchen knife inside." Na Jintang laughed out loud.
I tried to consider those suggestions, but with him so close, I couldn't concentrate on my thinking. It's strange to think that we got along so naturally and happily, but I was so shy, and the candy was leaning on a stick.
On the pillar, he calmly indulged in his smoking habit.
I bet on Mensheren Society to win. Then he said to himself, after all, it has been around for so many years, not just a few weeks, but I won't think too much about the bet, because once Cat Nine Nine
He is determined and stubborn, and his fierceness cannot be ignored. He often laughs quietly alone in the room for a long time.
"Okay, I understand." I felt like tears were about to fall, so I had to leave him in a hurry.
What's wrong with me? My eyes are filled with tears. I'm about to turn into a spineless crybaby. And that kind of person is the one I despise the most. I need to spend more time solving this case. I must let him
Na Jinchang would not hesitate to regain his freedom even if it took 100 years.
I got off the rickshaw at the gate of St. Paul and was surprised to find that the street was completely deserted. I walked into the hospital and found that the hall was empty. I couldn't help but be even more surprised. How could it be possible? What were Ah Liu and Liu Xun doing? Even if they thought the gang was in Shanghai
For beach competitions, I'm afraid it's a stormy sect, but you should have enough common sense to arrange a few people in the sentry hall.
Even the last wave of visitors have left, and now it's almost 10:30 pm. I'm both nervous and alert. A kind of uneasiness arises spontaneously, and a sense of death comes to my face.
I didn't waste time by asking. Because I knew, it could only tell me that the old man knew which room it was on the 4th floor. I walked up the stairs. It was really strange. No one could stop me until the 4th floor.
I was called to the nurse's desk, and I strode over, ignoring his question, and walked directly to the old man's door.
There is no one outside the door, and there are no patrols who should be waiting at the door for questioning? Where are the brothers from the sect? Where are Ah Liu's men? Is there anyone in the ward?
The door is open and I can't go in.
There was a figure on the bed. Through the moonlight shining through the window, I saw the old man's face. The old man still had no expression on his face until now. His chest rose and fell slightly with uneven breathing. The steel frame beside the bed followed the hose.
This hose was inserted into his nostrils and the waste was discharged from the abdomen. It was placed on a glass tube close to the ground. I stood for a few seconds to make sure that the old man was still alive, and then walked out of the ward.
I came to the nurse's station and said, "My name is Mao Jiujiu. I want to sit with the old man for a while. I am not a sect. I am guarded by my brothers and the police. Where have they gone?"
The nurse was young and beautiful, and very confident in her authority: "Yes, the old man had too many visitors, which interfered with the normal operation of the hospital. Just ten minutes ago, several policemen drove everyone away.
Just now I called the policeman in front of me to answer the phone. They told them to leave several times. The brothers from the sect also left because they had something to do. They said they were going to a meeting and called them all away. But you
Don't worry, I often come in to check on the situation, and I can hear everything going on in the ward clearly, so I have to open the door."
I smiled and said, "Thank you. I'll just sit with her for a few minutes. Is that okay?"
I quietly gave the nurse some money.
Then the nurse smiled and said to me: "Of course it can only be a few minutes, and then you have to leave. You know the hospital has regulations. We must ensure that the patient has enough rest time and the patient has enough safety time."
I arrived at the old man's ward. Mr. Wang was wearing a loose white shirt, flowing elegantly, and his hair and beard were all white. Lying here was the once all-powerful leader of the sect.
I picked up the phone and asked the hospital operator to dial Na Jintang's office number. The person who answered the phone happened to be Na Jintang.
I tried my best to lower my voice and said in a trembling voice: "I am in the hospital now. I came very late. There is no one here now. There are no children from your sect and there is no scene in the British Concession. The old man has no one to protect him."
Shengda was shocked. It took a long time before he spoke. His voice was also very low and slightly trembling: "Hang on, I'll be here right away."
I said excitedly: "I think so too, but how could he let the police in the concession drive everyone away? Where are all the disciples of the sect? Oh my god, Ah Liu's disciples are also gone. Mine
God, has Liu Xun bribed the police station? But is he cooperating with other gang members? "
Song Da comforted: "Don't worry, you went to the hospital so late, you stay in the old man's ward, lock it from the inside, I'll make a few calls, and someone will arrive within 10 minutes, don't run around, okay?"
Cat ninety-nine.”
"Don't worry, I won't panic." I said calmly. For the first time since the beginning of this crisis, I felt anger igniting in my chest. I felt cold hatred for the old man's enemies, and I wanted to kill them a thousand times.
Wan was cut into pieces, and it took a long time to get out of the Jin Hall.
After I hung up the phone, I called the nurse. I planned to ignore Na Jintang's order and act according to my own judgment. When the nurse came in, I tried to say to her in a relaxed tone: "Don't be afraid. It's best to find another person."
Floor, can you unplug all the pipes so you can push the bed out."
The nurse said: "Are you kidding? We need to move the patient to another ward. This requires approval from the doctor or even the director. Especially for a patient with such a special status, it is impossible for us to move."
I spoke very urgently and sincerely, which caused my words to be a bit messy, but you could tell that I was really urgent.: "You must know who the person lying here is. He is not a simple old man. You also
You see, basically no one is protecting her. I just heard the news that someone came to the hospital to shoot him or assassinate him. No one can be held responsible for this crime. You see, there is no one here tonight. If it happened while you were on duty
If anything happens to her when she is in an accident, you will not be able to bear it. Please believe me, if you help me, you are also helping yourself." I tried my best to convince her, or in other words, to intimidate her.
As expected, the nurse was trembling with fright. She said in a slightly trembling voice: "We don't need to remove the tube, we can push out the stent together."
"Are there any free wards?" I asked him softly.
"There is a room in the corridor. That room is usually where clutter is stored, so no one would notice it." The nurse replied timidly.
So the two of us worked together, and it only took a few minutes. We were quick and efficient. I said to the nurse: "You and the old man are waiting here for me to call help. If you stay outside at the nurse's station, you might get hurt."
If you are hurt, if someone asks or someone comes, don't come out. You must wait until I ask you to come out, then you will be safe, otherwise I can't help you, do you understand?"
The frightened nurse kept nodding like chicken cubes.
At this moment, the old man's powerful voice came from the bed. His eyes were gleaming, very sharp, and floating. He seemed to be looking at you, but not looking into the distance: "Jin'er
, is it you? What happened? What happened? "
I was so surprised that I couldn't speak. I was so nervous that I asked, "Is the old man awake...?"
"What happened?" He frowned and looked in a low, powerful, and intimidating voice. In my opinion, he was an old man with very clear lines, and his heavy sacks and long hospital gown stood out.
Come on, I'm not afraid.
I leaned over to the bed and held Mr. Wang's hand: "I am Mao Jiujiu, and I am that Jintang friend. Don't be afraid. Listen, don't make a sound. If someone calls your name, someone is coming.
Kill you, do you understand? But don’t be afraid because I’m here.”
I guess Mr. Wang hasn’t fully understood what happened to him that day. He was tortured by severe pain, but he still smiled kindly at me. He wanted to say: "Why should I be afraid? Since I was 10 years old, I have been
Strangers want to kill me" but he didn't have enough strength to say it.
After receiving my call, Na Jintang quickly took action.
He took out a piece of wire and inserted it into the keyhole, turned it a few times, opened it silently, and closed the door. The guard guard was sleeping in the duty room with his head covered. He himself removed the sheets from the room.
Twist it into a rope, wrap it around the stone bricks on the power grid, climb up the high wall, and use the wires he has hidden in advance. Next, the system ensures that power can continue to flow after the power grid wires are cut short. Then he cuts the wire network with the pliers he prepared in advance.
, broke out.
This seems simple, but in fact it is definitely not something ordinary people can do. He hung his body on a 4-meter-high bridge and risked the risk of electric shock when he spoke. The slightest sound would cause fire on the watchtower twice. He
He succeeded. His success lies in his extraordinary courage, strong arm strength and abdominal muscles, as well as the thoroughness and suddenness of his plan.
For this escape, he had prepared a lot in advance, including wires, which were prepared for him by his brothers in the sect. He had to come back before dawn, otherwise there would be a big search. In this way, he would
There was no way out, the situation outside was already very urgent, he had to get out, just me and his adoptive father.
The whole process only lasted 10 minutes, and he was able to rush to the hospital. I must wait until he arrives!