Chapter 1911

Very soon.

When Roche knows.

"Pa!"

On the spot.

Another phone call was sacrificed.

"Waste."

Roche was furious. One of these words was to scold the branch office for failing to take good care of his son. Second, he also scolded Vica. He had not found out before that, but he also brought his own hatred to attract glory.

Just got in.

One word.

He was beaten to the north.

Now.

It was also mistakenly thought that the Su family was trying hard to save Vica from being detained. But this is not the case at all. After all parties have investigated the reasons, it is estimated that they will laugh for a while.

His father's face.

Be ashamed!

Of course.

Roche can't fully believe that it's an accident, especially when he reaches a certain position. Accidents can also be made artificially. However, there are too many opponents to be analyzed by analysis.

"Check!"

"Yes."

In a moment.

Roche frowned at the result.

Hooligans.

Ruffian.

Rogue.

Look at the time. It was locked in six days ago. It's going to be detained for 15 days. Even the archives of the General Administration contain files of several people, but all of them are fighting and there are no criminal cases.

Six days ago.

Not today.

So.

It should be ruled out that someone intentionally creates an accident, otherwise, if this accident is made by human, then it is reasonable to infer that the other party knows that Vica will go in and lay out in advance.

Think about it.

Not likely.

Such obvious "clues" will not be done by stupid goods.

Finally.

Roche still blamed the accident.

"Get a car and go to the hospital."

"Yes."

。。。

Elsewhere.

"It's killing me."

"I can play."

"The play, well done, well done."

"Ha ha!"

"Vica didn't let us down."

“。。。”

Malaysia's big families laughed. They thought it was almost over. They didn't have much to see. No matter what, just after lunch, someone staged such a wonderful "extra drama".

Interesting.

However.

Just when they think it's going to end.

"What?"

"Escape?"

"Missing?"

Another... Good news. In the United States, before the extradition application was sent out, the director's son fled. His classmates said that he was in a panic and drove away from his residence.

I'm done.

The faces of the families are strange.

Escaped?

Vica's scapegoat.

I ran away.

It's a meaningless act. What's the benefit of being a fugitive? Where can you escape? American wanted, Malaysian wanted, and suto family, how can they escape?

But.

People just run away.

"Is he stupid?" Some people are curious.

"No."

"Then why?"

"It's estimated that he was frightened to go back to Malaysia in his twenties. His mentality was out of balance for a while. It's understandable that, after all, not everyone is rational."

"Oh."

"I see."

1. Investigation.

That's true.

That's a counsellor. He's afraid of hard and soft. He's a bit strange. In such a case, it is inevitable to panic and flee from crime. Everything is logical, but it is beyond their expectations.

It seems.

The play.

It will be wonderful for a while.

。。。

Hospitals.

Check.

Film.

"It's no big deal with flesh and skin injuries." The doctor diagnosed, "rub some medicine, and you can go back."

Listen.

Vica quit.

"I have a headache. I need to be hospitalized." "If I don't stay in the hospital for a few more days, no one will go back to the cold detention room full of dark memories.

Absolutely not.

"Headache?"

The doctor looked at him.

"Yes."

Vica was determined.

"Well, it may not have been checked out. Go to take another group." The doctor said that as long as the patient is not suffering from mental problems, he should adhere to the medical ethics and check carefully.

"No more?"

Vica shrunk her head.

Just shot.

Again.

It's said that it's not good to shoot that thing.

"It's for you." A word that makes people speechless.

"All right."

Vica had to agree.

Billing.

Film.

"No problem."

Seeing the result, the doctor said, looking at Vica, this eye, scared Vica, "no, I don't want to take any more pictures." Three times, God knows that shadow doesn't affect his excellent brain.

Just.

The doctor shook his head.

"No, twice is enough. Since you say it hurts, let's stay in hospital for two days."

Listen.

Vika breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good."

"Thank you."

"You are a good doctor." Thank you, Vica.

In a moment.

Come to the ward.

First floor.

Single room.

"It hurts."

"Light."

"Ah!"

"That's it."

Before the nurse wipes Vica's medicine, she may be so bold and reckless. But now I don't have this idea. Several people greet him all over the body. There is a pain in every move.

Wait.

This account.

I'll figure it out.

"Ouch."

Soon.

The medicine is finished and bandaged. The nurse leaves.

"Oh!"

On the sickbed, Vica was very comfortable. He never thought that the sickbed was so popular with him. Just then, a voice came from the door. He heard it. It was his father. He rushed to the door.

Open the door.

"Father."

"It's all right," Vica said in surprise Roche asked, the guard at the door, but he didn't have the courage of the branch. As long as he didn't go in, it was OK to have a chat. Of course, there were a lot of benefits.

"All right."

Vica laughed.

"Listen to the doctor. You have a headache." Roche said.

"Yes... A little bit. "

Vica's words.

Let Roche make sure it's OK. This son, with a bit of brain, nodded his head, "then take good care of the injury. I will tell the hospital that you must take good observation to ensure your health."

"Yes."

"There's still room for maneuver in your problem. If that person pleads guilty, you'll be OK. At present, I am going through the extradition formalities. I will use my relationship and be able to extradite back in less than two days. "

Rosie said.

"Great."

Vica's face brightened at this.

Sure enough. The

family is awesome.

"Well."

Just then, Roche's cell phone rang, looked at the number and answered.

"Hello!"

Next.

His face changed.

"What? People are running away? "

Face.

Come so fast, just said no problem, now, people especially unexpectedly ran, grasps the grass, today this is how, everything is not smooth, "look, must find out for me, must."

Roared Rosie.

Mad.

This face.

I was beaten again.

Inside the door.

It's only a minute to be happy.

Vica's smile froze. How could he not understand that it was the Confessor who ran away. All of a sudden, his whole life was not good. The culprit was not there. Should he carry all of them?

No!

I don't accept it!!!

"You live first. Don't worry. I'll get him back."

Then.

And Roche left.

The door.

Vica opened his mouth, raised his hand and gradually put it down. Just after the joy of changing the bed, it disappeared in a blink of an eye. Simply speaking, today's encounter with too much information is a little dizzy.

Go back to bed.

Lie down.

"There shouldn't be anything worse than that."