Mrs. Yang fainted again when she was being taken into the police car, but for some unknown reason, she was holding the offering card tightly in her arms. The police comrades pulled hard but could not pull out the offering card, so they had no choice but to let it go.
After all, looking at the shape, it seems to be something like a tablet.
Because Mrs. Yang was in a coma and suffered many injuries, she was not taken back to the police station, but went to a nearby hospital for treatment.
Huo Chenyun accidentally saw this scene before getting off the car and quickly alerted the police comrades.
"Comrade, that old woman has some ideas. Do you want to... take her back to the police station first, and then ask a doctor to go to the police station for treatment?"
The policeman handling the case didn't believe that and was a little amused by Huo Chenyun's words.
"Mr. Huo San, don't worry. Although we have sent her to the police station, we will not relax supervision. We will always keep an eye on her, even in the operating room."
Huo Chenyun listened and sighed helplessly before leaving.
"Then...you should be more careful."
He didn't carry a peace charm with Mingxu, so he could only give one more reminder.
The other party smiled even brighter when he heard this. He was suspected of buying and selling corpses and humiliating corpses. The people's servants hated such people deeply.
Who hasn’t experienced birth, old age, illness or death?
If the buying and selling of corpses and the disgrace of corpses are legal, who can guarantee that their corpses will not be manipulated in this way in the future?
How much hatred and hatred?
Five thousand years of customs and customs in China do not allow such a thing to happen, so people like Mrs. Yang will be strictly monitored.
In addition, there was talk of a shady marriage. Although the two policemen accompanying her didn't believe it, they felt that Mrs. Yang might be able to use some magic tricks to deceive her, so they decided not to leave.
The nearest hospital to them is Anxin Hospital. Although the second department of the inpatient department of Anxin Hospital collapsed before, after Anxin Hospital sealed off the scene, the remaining departments continued to operate in an orderly manner.
There are many fewer patients and the hospital outpatient department is very empty.
After sending Mrs. Yang into the operating room, the police announced their intention to come, and the doctor asked them to sterilize their bodies, put on surgical gowns, and stay quietly in a corner of the operating room.
Everything is normal.
The two police comrades watched carefully until Mrs. Yang was pushed out of the operating room and transferred to the general ward after the operation. An accident happened.
First, some family members of patients found the wrong ward, came in and left in a hurry.
Following a violent quarrel outside the ward, two police comrades were about to go out to check the situation when the ward door was knocked open from the outside.
When the two were about to grab someone, they found that the other person had fallen in with his back to them.
A middle-aged man from outside rushed in aggressively and punched and kicked the young man who fell to the ground.
The two policemen quickly took out their police badges to stop him, but the middle-aged man didn't seem to hear him at all and just beat him wildly.
The young man on the ground screamed in pain, being beaten so hard that he was unable to fight back.
The two police comrades looked at each other and quickly started to handcuff the middle-aged man who was beating him.
"Be honest!"
The middle-aged man blushed and said, "Let me go! You are the police, right? That's better, go and catch this sanctimonious scum!"
The middle-aged man was very excited, and many people gathered at the door to watch the excitement.
It took the two police comrades about three minutes to stabilize the middle-aged man's emotions.
"You take them back to the police station, I'll guard them here."
A police comrade spoke and subconsciously glanced at the hospital bed where Mrs. Yang was.
I was dumbfounded by this.
The hospital bed was empty, and Mrs. Yang, who was probably still in a coma before the anesthetic had worn off, was missing.
The two looked at each other quickly, one immediately called the superior, and the other handcuffed the middle-aged man and the young man to the guardrail of the hospital bed, and then quickly approached the person in charge of the hospital and asked to see the surveillance.
In the surveillance room, one of the policemen watched as the originally good surveillance suddenly turned into a patch of snowflakes, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
"what happened?"
The staff in the monitoring room was a little embarrassed: "There happened to be a monitoring failure at that time. I was trying my best to repair it, and it was delayed for 42 seconds. After that, it was normal."
Comrade police: "..."
Support colleagues from the police station arrived and brought technical personnel with them.
After carefully checking the video in the monitoring room, he shook his head: "Similar to the influence of a magnetic field, this cannot be restored."
One of the police officers staring at Mrs. Yang: "..."
He suddenly remembered Huo Chenyun's words: "Is Mr. Huo San still at the police station?"
The supporting colleague shook his head: "I just left the police station when I came here."
"Do you know his phone number?"
"I don't know, but there must be one at the captain's side."
One of the police officers who was staring at Mrs. Yang frowned: "Forget it, I'll go to Huo's old house in person."
…
In the back hill of Huo's Manor, inside Xiao San of Yin Zhai.
The underworld boss who came specifically to see the Nine-Headed Bird sat on the main seat and drank tea slowly.
The nine-headed bird stared at him with an unhappy expression.
"The underworld is already empty? Are you so free now?"
The underworld boss was sipping tea leisurely, not even giving the Nine-Headed Bird a look.
"Thanks to you, who has been a scourge for thousands of years, Lord Yama of the Tenth Palace is now very keen on dealing with the affairs of the underworld. As long as the underworld does not collapse, I will really have a lot of leisure!"
Nine-Headed Bird: "...Thanks to me?"
The underworld boss raised his eyes and looked at the nine-headed bird with a smile on his face.
The corners of his mouth twitched when he saw it, which only made his eyes irritate.
Jiufeng was wearing a bright red shirt, white straight wide-leg pants, and an emerald green watch.
Not only that, the collar of the shirt was still open with two buttons unbuttoned, exposing her excessively fair chest, which looked both coquettish and alluring.
"Sure enough, as long as they are birds, as males, they are like the peacock, they love to evolve themselves in a flashy way."
Before Jiufeng could answer, the underworld boss continued to stab him.
"But Jiufeng, no matter how beautiful you are now, you are the only one among the nine-headed bird family who will die. Who are you going to seek mate with in such a flashy way? Peacock? Golden Pheasant? Mandarin Duck? Bird of Paradise? Black-naped Blue Flycatcher? Parrot or swan?”
Jiufeng: "..."
What kind of couple does it want?
What Fengdu Dog said is right. He is the only one in the Nine-Headed Bird Clan. He is a ten thousand-year-old man. How can he care about all those messy things that look gaudy and will either scare him to death or faint when he sees them?
They don't deserve it!
Jiu Feng took a deep breath, and the veins on his forehead jumped.
"This is fashion! It has nothing to do with courtship!"
As if thinking of something, Jiufeng sneered again.
"It's true that I am the only one left in our Nine-Headed Bird Clan, but with your broken body now, you may be wiped out by ashes at any time. What do you have to be proud of?"
The underworld boss was smiling and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Destroyed into ashes? Have you ever seen any Yama Lord from the Ten Palaces disappear into ashes in the past thousands of years?"
"They are far less powerful than me and they are still alive and well. Do you think I can be wiped out in ashes?"
Before Jiufeng could criticize him, the underworld boss smiled even brighter.
"What do I have to be proud of? I have a daughter!"
Just when Jiu Feng was about to spray him, the underworld boss put down his teacup and smiled happily.
"It's still the rules of the underworld! The rules of the underworld that suppress you!"
Jiufeng: "..."
Jiu Feng was immediately furious. Just when he was about to take action, his blood suddenly flowed violently. He subconsciously frowned and tried to suppress it. Unexpectedly, the offering was so firm that it even pressed down on his soul.
This feels... very bad!
