"No, I'm fine. If you don't want to go to the hospital, you go find your dad quickly." Chen Yue held Lin Wenrou's hand tightly, crying uncontrollably: "We must let your dad come back safely."
"Mom, don't worry," Lin Wenwen comforted.
"You should also be careful," Chen Yue said.
"Yeah" Lin Wenrou nodded.
After sending Chen Yue home, Lin Wenrou was about to leave. Xu Ran said, "I'll go with you."
Lin Wenrou had no objection, after all, the man was much stronger than her.
The two of them went downstairs together and got into Lin Wenrou's police car. Lin Wenrou started the police car and headed towards the police station. She wanted to learn about the situation. Along the way, Lin Wenrou drove very fast.
However, he was intercepted halfway.
A traffic policeman waved to stop.
"You're looking for death," Lin Wenrou stopped the car and yelled at the police angrily.
"Hey, why are you so hot-tempered? Could you please give me your ID?" The younger policeman next to him was very dissatisfied with Lin Wenwen's tone and said in a strong tone: "I doubt your police car...".
But before he finished speaking, the older policeman next to him covered his mouth.
"Auntie, let's go," the older policeman said to Lin Wenwen.
Lin Wenrou snorted coldly, stopped caring, and drove away.
"Old Liu, the headlights on the front of this police car are dented. It seems to have been in a car accident. And this woman doesn't want to be a policeman. Why don't you stop her and question her?" the young policeman asked.
"You are looking for death, dare to stop her car." A trace of joy flashed in the eyes of the old policeman.
"Who is she?" the young policeman asked in confusion.
"Hua Mulan was in our department back then," said the old policeman.
"I'll go, it's her." The young policeman looked frightened.
"Yes, I think back when she was in the bureau, she was a hard-charging Saburo who loved fighting with drug dealers the most. She was frightening and the safety factor in our city has been greatly improved. Plus she is that precious daughter.
The director couldn't control her and was afraid that she would be in danger, so he tried to persuade her and sent her to Jianghai City. I didn't expect to come back today," the old policeman said sadly.
"Fortunately, she didn't do anything to me." The young policeman wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Lin Wenwen drove all the way, almost in a rampage, and arrived at the police station. She happened to encounter a group of policemen who were about to go out. Lin Wenwen stepped on the brakes and made a tearing sound, and the police car blocked the policemen.
Afterwards, Lin Wenrou jumped out of the car.
"Where's my dad? How's the situation now?" Lin Wenrou yelled at the police.
"So you're gentle, why are you back?" the middle-aged man in the lead asked with a smile.
The leader wearing a police uniform is the chief here, and Lin Wenrou was his subordinate back then.
"Stop talking nonsense, how is my dad?" Lin Wenrou said angrily.
"Don't worry. As far as I know, Senior Official Lin is still safe. Don't worry," the director comforted.
"The situation is like this. Today, Senior Official Lin had a meeting and was about to go home. But on the way, a large truck suddenly jumped out, blocked Senior Official Lin's car, killed two secretaries, and hijacked Senior Official Lin. We
The suspect's location has been locked and the police are ready to rescue senior official Lin." The director described the situation to Lin Wenrou.
"I'll go with you," Lin Wenrou said.
"This..." The director was a little hesitant at first. After all, senior official Lin was in danger. If it was not safe to rescue him, the hat on his head was shaking. If something happened to this follower, he couldn't afford it.
"Okay." Seeing Lin Wenwen staring at him, the director had no choice but to agree.
Somewhere along the river, there is an abandoned factory.
At the gate of the factory, there was a group of masked men with guns. A middle-aged man in the factory, about fifty years old, wearing a Chinese tunic suit, with eyes and an extraordinary bearing, was tied up tightly.
Although the man in Mao suit was tied up and surrounded by a group of 'thugs' holding guns, he did not show any fear on his face.
"Senior Official Lin, have you considered whether you want to join our Illuminati?" A tall, muscular man stood on a scrap steel frame, took a puff of cigarette, filled with smoke, and turned to look at the bound Zhong.
The young man said.
There were more than a dozen people in the corner. Two heavily armed men pointed their guns at them. Their expressions were indifferent.
More than ten people squatted on the ground, shivering, their eyes showing expressions of fear.
"People inside, listen, you have been surrounded. Please come out and surrender quickly." Outside, the sound of a loudspeaker came, four or five police cars were parked outside, and more than a dozen police officers dispersed and surrounded the factory.
"Made, these policemen are really damned." The man put out his cigarette butt, crushed it with his foot, then looked at the middle-aged man and growled angrily: "I'll give you one last minute to consider whether to join us."
"You don't want to say anything, okay?" The man smiled evilly as he walked among more than a dozen people and casually pulled a man over.
He is a thin man wearing glasses.
"No, no, please don't kill me," the bespectacled man cried out in horror.
He was an ordinary employee of a design company. He came home from get off work today and witnessed a gun battle. Then he was unlucky enough to be captured by a group of gun-wielding desperadoes in the factory.
This group of people is extremely cold-blooded and has no regard for human life. Many people have been killed.
Although the police had arrived outside, there were many hostages inside and the police did not dare to act rashly.
Now that he was being targeted by this man, the bespectacled man was extremely panicked. This man wouldn't want to operate on him.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you." The strong man hooked his hand on the man with glasses and said with a smile, "I'm here to let you go."
"Yes, really?" the man with glasses said tremblingly.
I was extremely suspicious of the strong man's words.
"Of course it's true. I, Li Hu, keep what I say." The strong man's name was Li Hu.
"By the way, what's your name?" Li Hu hugged the man with glasses and walked toward the door, asking as he walked.
"My name is Wang Ming," the man with glasses said in a trembling tone.
"How old are you?" Li Hu asked.
"I'm twenty-four this year," the man with glasses said.
"Do you have any younger brothers or sisters at home?" Li Hu asked again.
"No, no, I am an only child," Wang Ming said.
At this time, Li Hu hugged Wang Ming and had already reached the door of the factory. Then he patted him on the shoulder and said, "You can go."
"Really, is it true?" Great happiness suddenly came, and Wang Ming was a little at a loss.
"Of course, you can go, I won't kill you." Li Hu showed a kind smile. At least in Wang Ming's view, this was a kind smile.
At this time, the dozen or so people in the corner looked jealous when they saw this murderous man letting Wang Ming go.
Wang Ming felt relieved and hurriedly ran outside.
"Bang..."
Just then, gunfire rang out.
Wang Ming, who was about to run to the side of the police car, suddenly stopped, a blood hole appeared in his back, and he fell into a pool of blood.