C293 Being followed

He had looked at the video several times and had always thought that the black shadow was in cahoots with the bandits.

It turned out that the gangsters who had not been killed had fled in all directions. They had gotten into a car three blocks from the scene of the crime and escaped from the cordon a few minutes before the police had sealed off the intersection.

The suspicious black shadow never got on the car. He quickly separated from the criminals and disappeared into the vicinity of a small district.

This black shadow had been following the bandit while Zhao Chuanqi was fighting gunshots. What made everyone confused was that the bandit who had such high vigilance did not notice Zhao Chuanqi.

When the gangster retreated after being injured, he was like a ghost. His body flickered like a phantom as he approached a gangster who had just fallen down. He took something from the gangster's body.

Tsukiko and a few policemen enter the neighborhood.

The residential area was an ordinary house, with She Xiangtou installed. When they went to call for help, they did not find the black shadow. He asked the security guards of the residential complex, and they told him that there were no suspicious people in the residential complex.

They searched the neighborhood. On the road outside the district, they found a well cover with a sewer that had obviously been touched by someone.

This was also the place where the black shadow disappeared.

The answer was revealed. He finally knew why the black shadow had disappeared.

So what if he knew? Did he go down the sewer? The sewers were all over the place, and Shadow could escape from any of the exits and ascend to heaven.

"Even if you escape to the clouds of heaven, I will catch you and bring you back!"

The superior paid great attention to the report of the summit and specially assigned several outstanding police officers to form a task force to handle the case. There were also demands and instructions to find the gun before the outlaws aimed their guns at the innocent, to bring the outlaws to justice, and not to put the lives of a crowd at risk with the gun.

Tsukiko feels a heavy responsibility on her shoulders and vows to solve the case as soon as possible. Every day since then, she has been working on the case.

Unbeknownst to him, from today onwards, he would be blacklisted by some people. Some people were plotting to get rid of him.

This was because this newcomer didn't know the rules at all. That night, he had caused a huge disaster, affecting the interests of countless people.

Some people even wished for nothing more than to kill him and disappear forever.

But someone told them that they couldn't do it now. He was in a tight spot right now, and he could kill himself without us doing anything.

At this time, in City D, the two busiest people were already with Zhao Chuanqi.

Tsukiko is anxious to find out where the gun is so that there is less danger on the people's heads.

Zhao Chuanqi was busy looking for those bandits, those killers, only by getting rid of them would the danger above his head disappear.

They took a police car to the hospital. The police were only slightly injured, so they just needed to clean up and bandage the wound. He Jun's injury was a bit more severe, but it wasn't too serious. He just needed to perform an operation to remove the bullet. After more than two hours of surgery, Zhao Chuanqi was still waiting outside with Li Qing seated beside him. Today, everything that she had experienced as a frail little woman was engraved in his memory.

Something that would disappear if he was a little bit careless.

She was severely shocked, and at the moment, she was in the hospital, leaning on Zhao Chuanqi's shoulder and napping. He woke up more than once and cried when he woke up. As Zhao Chuanqi was worrying about He Jun's injuries, he was also coaxing her.

He Jun finally came out of the operation room. The effects of the anesthetic had not faded and he was still unconscious.

Zhao Chuanqi was slightly dissatisfied, it was just a cut on his arm, to the point that he needed to be completely numb, seriously.

He stayed in the ward for a while.

Someone from the company arrived. The company received a call from the police saying that three of its employees had been injured. As soon as the name was mentioned, the person who answered the phone was terrified. All of them were people close to the boss.

A person in charge of the administration department drove over personally.

After offering his condolences to Li Qing, the secretary and he stayed in the ward for a while. Zhao Chuanqi asked them to send Li Qing home, and he stayed behind in the hospital.

Zhao Chuanqi did not object to leaving two employees behind with the Leader of the Administrative Department. It would be better to stay so that he did not have to run errands for himself.

When He Jun woke up the next day, the wound on his arm was as painful as bone marrow. He had been grimacing for a long time, anyone who touched that arm would feel as if they were taking his life.

Zhao Chuanqi returned to the company in the morning and received a call from the boss.

The owner Qi Shaohong had not slept the entire night, his eyes bloodshot.

He first asked about He Jun's injuries, and after hearing Zhao Chuanqi's report, he sighed for a while.

After a long while, he said to Zhao Chuanqi: "You should go rest as well. After a busy night, you should get some rest."

Zhao Chuanqi walked out of the door, and looked at his back, and thought, who exactly are you?

These few days, the boss had sent out his contacts to investigate Zhao Chuanqi's background.

He only found out some things about him at school, and also some of the honors of the individual champions. After winning the championships, he went to the army.

Recently driven out of Beijing by the police, I got on the train in D City by mistake.

That's all.

The boss had wanted him to do an extremely secretive thing, but after considering Zhao Chuanqi's complicated and confusing background, he couldn't make a decision right now, so he didn't dare to make a hasty decision.

This was a gamble. If one placed the treasure on someone who didn't know anything, it would be equivalent to preparing a coffin for someone else and digging a grave for himself as well.

He wanted to wait for Qui-Gon to come back and give it to Qui-Gon, but Qui-Gon had just done something important and would not be able to make him appear for a while.

The boss was extremely anxious.

He could only take Zhao Chuanqi one step at a time. However, he realized that this brat liked money because of one thing.

Last time he gave him money, he didn't even hesitate to swallow it.

It's good to have this trait. I'm not afraid of you loving money, but I'm afraid of you not loving it.

Zhao Chuanqi hadn't slept for the entire night, he was extremely tired, and of course he couldn't read the boss's mind. He thought to himself, just after saving him twice, could he still plot against me?

He also couldn't sleep after returning to his room, and all he could think about was those killers.

He had no reason to be their target! But it was last night that they encountered the ambush they had planned. Many of these things are intriguing.

The most serious problem was that he needed to find them and kill them as soon as possible. Only then would he be able to keep himself safe.

If there was a next time, no one could guarantee that they would be as lucky as they were today. After all, they were hiding in the dark while he was in the light. It was impossible to guard against them!

But finding the killer in the vast sea of people was easier said than done!

Zhao Chuanqi had just arrived at City D and couldn't even stand steadily.

Lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

His little life could not be ended just like that.

He looked at his phone and saw an invisible card inside. Through this contact, he could get strong support from the Ministry of Public Security leaders far away in Beijing. However, before coming here, the Old Zhang had clearly stated that they were the only ones who contacted him on their own accord. If Zhao Chuanqi took the initiative to call them, they would have to retrieve his corpse unless he was about to die.

Far from dying, he put the phone under his pillow.

The mission here did not change at all, they could not trouble the hateful Ministry of Public Security and the others.

He thought of his boss' Secret Service, who would not provide any help before the mission was completed.

He could only rely on himself here.

After some calculations, there were only two people that he knew: Warlord Liu Cheng and Yang Gang.

He had originally planned for the three of them to form a gang to dominate D City, but now the opportunity had come.

Warlord is still in the hospital, it's only been a few days, can he be discharged? After leaving the hospital, would he be able to quickly fight? These are all problems.

Even if everyone was gathered, they couldn't just fight with them empty-handed! Everyone is armed to the teeth, aren't we just looking to die with our bare hands?! Not Superman.

The more he thought about it, the more problems he had. His head felt heavy, and he finally fell asleep!

The next day, Zhao Chuanqi drove to the hospital to see He Jun. He deliberately drove his Land Rover through the city. In the rearview mirror, there was a car that was continuously following him. He did not know if the person in the car that was following him had seen the smile on his face.

Zhao Chuanqi had carried out the plan he had in his dreams.

He Jun's performance today was pretty good. He stopped shouting and crying about the pain, but he would still grin if he touched the wound.

Zhao Chuanqi stayed behind for a while before he came out. He went to another hospital to look for another person, Warlord.

Behind him was a blue car, following at a leisurely pace.

Zhao Chuanqi thought, there were a lot of people. He quickly noticed a problem. The two cars were of different colors, but their plates were the same. He remembered the license plate number.

Warlord recovered better, he was practicing Taiji Fist with the old man who was accompanying him on the bed.

This was the first time Zhao Chuanqi realised that this old man could actually use Taiji Fist.

Warlord saw Zhao Chuanqi grab his arm, letting him feel the power from his body.

Zhao Chuanqi could feel that he had recovered extremely well.

He said, "I'm here to get you out of the hospital!"

Warlord was so happy that he jumped up and down.

Zhao Chuanqi didn't pay any attention to him. He walked to the old man who was accompanying him and paid him 2000 yuan.

The old man didn't want anything. He said, "You've already given me two thousand. That's enough. I won't charge you any more than that."

Zhao Chuanqi suddenly realised that there were some things that could not be casually resolved with money. He was ashamed of his actions.

The old man said, "Young man, I know how you feel. You are very good, very outstanding. I like you very much."

Zhao Chuanqi kept saying thank you.

As the Warlord packed his stuff, the old man and Zhao Chuanqi chatted until they reached the old man's hometown. It was a place that Zhao Chuanqi was very familiar with, the Zongzhuang.

The Zongzhuang used to be such an obscure and unknown village, but now, overnight, it was famous throughout the entire country. Zhao Chuanqi had never seen anyone from this village up close. It turned out that they were just thinking about it, and felt that the elders from their village were the wisest and the young were the bravest. In short, the village gave off a strong sense of beauty.

However, the kind old man in front of him belonged to the Zongzhuang, and the people from the village gave Zhao Chuanqi a sense of family.

He repeated in his mind his previous wish to visit the village when he had the chance.