The black-faced man who walked out of Wang Ying's ward was not wearing a uniform, but the leader with a police badge on his waist had already explained his identity.

While answering the phone, the man strode towards the elevator. He looked anxious, probably because of his professional habits. When he passed by Chu Yu and me, he glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally.

It was not until he walked into the elevator that my heart was finally calmer, and I whispered in a voice that only I could hear: "There are also a plainclothes and two police stations in the room."

"Lang Ge, I should do something." Chu Yu looked at me with obvious excitement.

That's right, this girl is not nervous at all, but is full of excitement. Thinking about it, a big girl like her who grew up in the imperial city may not take all this seriously. The reason why she is willing to be with us now is to put it bluntly to seek sensory and spiritual stimulation.

"Do you have a way to get rid of the police officers from the two stations and police stations in Xiaoying's ward?" I thought about it and asked her.

Chu Yu tilted his head and thought for a while and responded: "Of course there is. I said that I was hit by someone when I was blocking the squad at the station. Now I have a headache. I ask them to file a case."

"Okay, then you can do it." I agreed with a smile.

"Look at me." Chu Yu is also a natural acting player. When she stood up, her little face was filled with pain. Then she limped open the door of the ward where Wang Ying was located. Before the person could enter, the voice was already heard: "Comrade, I report the case. Song Yang's two subordinates hit me in the head just now. I have a headache now and my eyes can't see clearly..."

In less than half a minute, Chu Yu brought two uniformed railway policemen out of the ward.

"Only one is left." I murmured at the half-open door of the ward.

"Where is the doctor! Where is the doctor!"

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded, and Qian Long appeared in front of the doctor's office not far away, whispering his beard and staring, "Male Gobi, let the doctor in charge get out for me, my wife will come to check my health. I'm a damn guy who insists on not being pregnant. Now my wife is having a divorce from me, fuck!"

While howling, Qian Long broke the horse and Zhang Fei kicked the office door with a "bang bang" and frightened several nurses so much that they screamed.

"Mom is sold for me, the doctor who is a dog, get out!" Feeling that no one is stopping him, Qian Long became more and more arrogant like an infertile patient. He grabbed the trash can in the corridor and smashed it onto the window of the medical office, and directly splashed the glass stubble all over the floor.

After a while, the corridor was surrounded by patients and family members watching the fun. Qian Long simply grabbed the half-pulled sharp glass fragments and rushed into the nurse's office, thrusting his neck and howling: "Anyway, my wife is going to divorce me, and I can't live anymore. I can kill one to protect my capital, and kill two to make a profit."

"Help!"

"Call us quickly."

In the office, several nurses and doctors panicked and asked for help.

The noise and shouting were obviously alarmed. The last plainclothes in Wang Ying's house, about half a minute, was a tall and tall man, who looked extremely burly, closed the door of the ward and walked quickly towards the medical office. At the same time, he responded loudly: "Everyone let me go back and don't gather. I am a policeman, the gentleman in the office. Don't be impulsive. If you have anything to say, we can say it."

"Tell me, my wife wants to divorce me because of this group of quack doctors who are randomly diagnosed." Qian Long heard from the house, seemingly desperate shouting, and cried with several nurses in grievance.

Apart from the door, the plainclothes dared not break in and broke into it rashly, so she could only temporarily stalemate with Qian Long. It is estimated that she would definitely not be able to get out in a short period of time.

"This tiger pussy can really do a miracle at a critical moment." Seeing everything throughout the whole process, my mouth curled up slightly, and then I walked into Wang Ying's door quietly. At this moment, there should be no police officer in the room, only Wang Ying and the target Song Yang, this time.

Three or four meters away from the ward door, a figure wearing a baseball cap and a gray labor cloth jacket pushed open the door step by step, and turned around and looked at me. It was the old stool I arranged to Shangjing a few days ago.

Seeing that the old stool had entered the door, I turned my eyes twice and simply walked to the noisy medical office.

At that time, the corridor was full of people, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was uninterrupted. The plainclothes were still busy communicating with Qian Long.

"Sir, we are all men who stand up to the top. If you have any problems, you can communicate and solve them. Have you ever thought that the nurses and doctors in the house are innocent? Maybe those words were not what they said. If you are so impulsive, won't you regret it in the future?"

If you should say it, this plainclothes is definitely a competent policeman. At least he did not retreat at all in the face of such sudden dangers, which perfectly interprets what the people's guard is.

Qian Long howled unreasonably: "Stop talking about these things with me. My wife wants to divorce me. What do you think of?"

Others don’t know what’s going on, but as a person who sets up a situation, they naturally understand that he is delaying time at the greatest possible level.

About two minutes, I saw an old stool hurried out of Wang Ying's room with a thin young man in his arms and quickly disappeared from the fire escape entrance. Then I breathed a sigh of relief, pretending to be kind, hiding at the end of the crowd, and shouting with a smile: "My buddy in the room, there is really no need to vent his anger against irrelevant people. Even if you don't consider your wife, you have to think about your family and brothers..."

After yelling, I didn't stop at all, and immediately turned around and left the original position, then walked towards the elevator. I believed that Qian Long could recognize my voice and must understand my hint.

After coming out of the elevator, I saw more than a dozen hospital security guards holding rubber sticks and explosion-proof shields appearing in a hurry. At the same time, my cell phone also vibrated. It was Wei Wei who called me.

He reported in a crisp voice: "Brother, the goal has been achieved."

"Find a safe place and throw the coordinates to me after all." I responded with relief and rubbed my sweaty palm on my pants a few times.

The entire kidnapping process, from the initiation to the end, actually has not been more than ten minutes, but these ten minutes are absolutely dangerous. As long as there is a little mistake, we, the people, must have to have a meeting together in the chicken shed in Shangjing. I can only say that my brothers are lucky and have a relatively tacit understanding of their cooperation.

More than an hour later, we checked into a warehouse of miscellaneous items in the hotel "Chuyuan", and I saw the target Song Yang, who had worked so hard to capture.

The young man is about his early thirties, tall and thin, with very white and tender skin, single eyelids and a conical face. He is not very handsome, but his face is definitely not a traitor or evil person.

When he saw him, he was sitting on a chair. Wei Wei and Yang Chen were whispering something to him. The old stool squatted on the side with expressionless face wrapped in cigarettes, and there were no scars on Song Yang's face. It was obvious that the three brothers had not tortured him.

I walked forward and smiled and straight to the point: "Mr. Song, right? My name is Wang Lang. I am a very good friend of Liancheng. I am the kind of person who wears a pair of shorts."

Hearing my words, Song Yang wriggled the corners of his mouth a few times, and dribbled his head as saying hello.

"I'm not a nonsense person. You know very well what I'm looking for you. Can you do it?" I took a few deep breaths, pulled up a chair and sat down, and looked at him face to face.

After a few seconds of silence, Song Yang bit his mouth and said, "I want to change my confession, but I can't change it. Liancheng's case is basically closed and will be tried in public in the next few days."

At this moment, the old stool squatting not far away turned out a whetstone from somewhere, took out a shiny spring, and drooped her eyelids and said, "Wipe...Wipe..." and grinded the blade.

"Mr. Wang, you don't have to scare me. I really can't do anything. Think about it, am I crazy? Even if you don't intervene, I will definitely not be able to afford Lian Cheng, but why do you still do this? You should know more about the matter here than me. Lian Cheng's case has been finalized. Even if I change my words, it probably will be too late. Some people hope that he will be dismissed." Song Yang struggled twice and wanted to stand up, but Wei Wei and Yang Chen directly pressed their shoulders and heads.

"In our era, we had to pay dead debts because the dead debts are high and the results are fast. But generally those who dare to pay back the debts are contestants who have two tricks. Therefore, a big brother in this industry invented a kind of castration based on ancient punishments." The old stool looked horizontally and stared at the whetstone with his eyes focused on saying: "To put it bluntly, this castration is to kill that thing. Sima Qian is the earliest victim. As a man, he will just live a life of pleasure. He is nothing but a pain than death. When I was young, I was very good at castration. I haven't done it for a long time. I don't know if the trick is still there..."
Chapter completed!