The few people who took action quickly returned to their car, and before leaving, they snatched the laptop that they had dropped in the car.

Two or three seconds later, the three cars that were chasing two people dispersed like birds and beasts.

When Yan Ruyu pounced on him for the last time, he was not sure about his accurate head. Seeing that he was about to touch the ground with his face, Wu Cuo acted as a human-shaped flesh pad without hesitation.

He reached out and touched Yan Ruyu's back gently, and first grabbed a handful of duck down from the down jacket that was cut open.

"Hiss-" Yan Ruyu rolled aside, "It hurts..."

Wu Cuo finally saw the hideous wound behind him, one deep and one shallow, overlapping like an unstandard "x".

Yan Ruyu was rarely strong and smiled and said, "I used to like extreme agents when I was watching movies, but unfortunately I didn't have the courage to tattoo 'x' on my neck. This time I'm happy."

"When did you start to like muscular men?"

Yan Ruyu glared at him, "You can't give me a step?"

...

Among the police cars, Minghui was the first to rush out and run towards the two of them.

"Team leader! Brother Yan!..."

Wu Cuohua waved his hand, meaning that it was nothing, interrupting Minghui's concerns.

He pointed at Yan Ruyu and said, "Take this guy to the hospital first.

The vehicle the gangster was riding was heading towards the north, so he chased and surveillance was adjusted, and he must take down these people. I want to find out the people behind them.

Contact the reporter to expose today’s events to the greatest extent, and use public opinion to create pressure on the superiors so that those people can’t cover up the matter.”

He also called the criminal policeman who was under technical inspection and said, "Collection of blood samples at the scene! A boy was cut by me! These extremely vicious criminals are likely to have a criminal record!"

After he had almost finished his explanation, Minghui was also stuffed into an ambulance.

"You both go to the hospital!"

For Wu Cuo, this minor injury was nothing wrong. He pulled the gauze carefully, wrapped it around the wound on his hand a few times, and then got out of the car.

Minghui pointed at his shoulder, "You're dead?"

Only then did he realize that there was a deep bone-visible wound on his left shoulder, and it seemed to be very close to the artery on his neck.

He had no choice but to ask before the ambulance closed: "How is that pregnant woman?"

"I was scared. It should be nothing serious. I have been sent to the hospital."

"Hey, wait," Wu Cuo finally instructed: "Application for gun matching, from now on until the murder of Wang Jinsong and Wang Limei brothers ended, everyone will be equipped with guns 24 hours a day! No..."

"No action alone!" Minghui took over his words, "Boss, if you want to go back to work, hurry up and go to the hospital for treatment."

...

20 minutes ago.

As the first person to know Yan Ruyu and Wu's mistaken direction, Jin Ziduoyan saw that the two of them had just come out of the alley where Yuhui's house was located and were chased and blocked, but they could not go forward to rescue them.

He has more important tasks.

He sneaked into Yuhui's house. Yuhui's son already knew that someone would come, and he was pacing in the living room with some anxiety.

Jin Ziduo entered the door and showed his ID, so he handed over the notebook that Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo had just read.

It turned out that what Wu Yan and the others took were just fakes. On the way, they felt that the other party would not let them get evidence so easily. At this time, the robbers who grabbed the notebook should have fled while being scolded by the people behind the scenes.

After taking the notebook, I had to leave if I had more gold.

"Hey," Yu Hui's son said: "The incident in our family back then... My father was laid off, and my mother divorced him... Is all this really because... because of the case my father reported last?"

Jinziduo didn't know how to answer him for a while.

He said again: "I know, in the final analysis, it's because my mother loves money so much. They are not from the same place, but I just can't help but wonder... If there is no such fuse, will our family... If your investigation results are found, can you tell me? This is my phone number."

Jin Ziduo wrote down his phone number, nodded solemnly, and felt heavy in his heart. It seemed that the old things that happened not only had an impact on the direct victims such as Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuowei.

It is like a butterfly effect, and it is impossible to estimate how wide the tiny tremor wave is.

...

One hour later.

"Team leader, we found the vehicle driven by the gangster. They abandoned the car and ran away in an abandoned warehouse."

Wu Cuo has already made a rough estimate of this result. The other party is well prepared, whether it is chasing or trying to silence the words, it is orderly. Even, looking back now, the way to block them into a dead end should be planned in advance.

They naturally planned the way and route to escape.

Wu chou glanced at Yan Ruyu who was sleeping soundly beside him. He endured the pain and got out of bed, went out, and came to the hospital corridor. Then he continued to ask: "Have you found anything in the car?"

"There are no fingerprints and no blood. These people should have worn gloves. The car used a deck and the owner's information cannot be found.

I adjusted the surveillance, but they either wore headbands or hats and sunglasses, and they couldn't see their faces clearly."

Wu Cuo said again: "How is the on-site evidence collection work?"

"The blood sample has been collected and is being tested. The blood stains are too chaotic. Many of them are the blood of you and Brother Yan..."

"Tell me immediately if there is a result."

...

In the ward, Yan Ruyu did not sleep soundly.

He couldn't sleep at first, but the needles on the wound on his back hurt so much that he couldn't stand it, so he used some anesthetics. At this time, he lay on the bed, and his upper body was almost entangled into a mummy.

In his pants pocket, the phone buzzed and shook.

Wu Cuo took out his cell phone from his pocket. He bought it a few days ago. It was a very old blue screen phone, and it is almost impossible to find it on the market now.

The card on the mobile phone is also newly issued and unnamed.

At this time, there was a short message on the phone: I got the notebook

The sender is Xiao Jinzi.

There are always only three contacts in this phone.

Little Jinzi, Lao Wu, Wei Shao.

When several people felt that their opponent was hiding deeply and their tentacles were everywhere, they applied for these mobile phone numbers as secret text messages to prevent them from being monitored.

Perhaps because of the lying posture that pressed his heart, Yan Ruyu had a nightmare and suddenly woke up. She bounced on the bed for a while, touching the wound on her back, causing him to take a breath of cold air.

Wu Cuo stretched out his hand, but he didn't dare to help him.

Yan Ruyu sat up shakingly, raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, and pointed to the wound on Wu Cuo's shoulder.

"Bloody leaks."

Wu Cuo waved his hand indifferently.

The gold came too much. As soon as I entered the ward, I quietly took out a notebook from my clothes and handed it to Wu Cuo.

The notebook was exactly the one I saw at the old reporter Yu Hui’s house. However, the focus this time was not on the notebook, but on the three photos in the notebook.

Yan Ruyu typed a line on her blue screen phone: Have you changed your car?
Chapter completed!