Trafford’s Trading Club

Lin Feng looked at the time, so he made it, and half a day passed.

He just walked out of the doctor's office and rushed to the special ward. As soon as he opened the door, Lin Feng said directly: “Hurry up, I'll get something to eat outside. What are you going to eat...”

Before he finished his speech, he saw a bed full of empty people. Lin Feng, not thinking about it, went to the hospital bed. He saw only the handcuffs used to cuff Zhao Ru. They had been broken, and only half of them were hung on the guardrail of the hospital bed.

On the side, his colleague, the policewoman, could not wake up at this time, wondering how she was in a coma.

Lin Feng was shocked and suddenly had a cold sweat. He could only call back for help.

“Oh no, Ma SIR, Zhao Ru is gone! ”

“What? Oops...” All I heard was that Mahoud was shocked and angry, and then a grunting sound, like he was knocking somewhere in his body, "How could a person disappear? ”

“I don't know yet, but the doctor and I went out for a while. This is for Ko to watch, but when I got back, Ko couldn't wake up. The handcuffs used to lock Zhao Ru also seemed to have been sawed open by something and the incision was very neat... I think someone took her away. ”

“How long before and after? ”

“Ten minutes… not more than thirteen minutes! ”

“Got it.” Mahoud hastily said: “Xiao Ke can't wake up and let her stay in the hospital first. Go check the surveillance at the hospital right away and see what you can find... Thirteen minutes, she can't get far! ”

“Understood!”

Inside the police station, the horse SIR who turned off the phone couldn't even take care of the knee he had just knocked, and rushed to instruct his men to go to work.

“All the bus stations, railway stations, airports and all the wild chicken owners, let me know!” MacHood claps his hands vigorously: “Get the fuck out of here!! Come on, come on, come on! ”

Almost generally, people were expelled from the department.

At this time, as Wang Yuechuan of his temporary office opened the door and walked out. Seeing the human wind and fire in this department, he couldn't help but slightly wrinkle his eyebrows and casually ask: “What happened? ”

If this guy hid in the conference room to read the documents, Ma SIR might not want to get into trouble with him right away, but this guy just stepped out and said, “Comrade Wang, do you know what you did? Zhao Ru was taken from the hospital! ”

Wang Yuechuan's face suddenly subsided and walked out of the conference room. “Why can't you let someone take her away? Your people didn't take care of it. ”

MacHood snorted, “I believe my men do things! Now one of my men is in a coma, lying in a hospital! And you didn't tell me what you and Zhao Ru were talking about! Why is she being robbed? You should know better than I do! Who could have gotten this woman into a coma and needed to be sent to a doctor? Wang! Zhi!”

Faced with Mahoud's questioning, Wang Yuechuan was silent and seemed to be thinking about something. Su Ju, he walked straight back to the conference room and put on his clothes before walking out, “Where is the hospital Zhao Ru sent me? Take me there. ”

“What do you want to do? You think she'll still be hiding in the hospital waiting for you to catch her? ”

“No.” Wang Yuechuan said positively, “Officer Ma, if you want to know anything, take me there. I'm not looking for Zhao Ru, I'm looking for any sign of that guy. ”

“The guy?” Mahoud stunned and frowned: “Which guy? ”

“A scum. ”

Mahoud didn't know exactly who the scum in Wang Yuechuan's mouth was referring to, but he clearly felt that Wang Yuechuan looked like a bad dog at this time.

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For reasons of open days, there are no jobs in prisons today, and some prisoners, although not visited, are given relatively ‘free’ hours of activity.

But Feng Guichun obviously chose to sleep in his own bed at this time.

Sleep, I guess? This rainy weather… Zhou Xiaokun couldn't help but think of the dim environment in his cell. He didn't go to quarrel with Feng Guichun. He knew that it would be safer for Old Feng to be alone at this time.

Zhou Xiaokun's bed was just to the left of the two beds next to Feng Guichun. There was nothing to do. He also went to sleep slowly after a while.

Feng Guichun suddenly lifted the quilt and took a look at Zhou Xiaokun's position. This gently picked up his pillow and then lifted the sheet - here is the photograph that Old Feng has been hiding.

For years, whenever he sleeps at night, he has to look at it before he can go to sleep.

Over the years, his eyesight has slowly deteriorated.

Old Von wore his eyes, moved his body, and moved his back to the bottom of the window, so that the light from the iron window could be transmitted in order for him to see this picture clearly in this dark cell.

It's simple, but it's a picture of a father holding his daughter, and the background is just the home.

But for many years, Old Feng hasn't gotten tired of it.

Old Feng reached out and gently touched the little girl's face on the photo, over and over again. Finally, he held the photo gently, leaning against the bed and said to himself: “I know you don't want to see me... I don't blame you...”

He closed his eyes and felt really tired.

In confusion, Lao Feng suddenly heard a voice, very light, as if it was right in his ear... someone was talking.

He said, "Have you abandoned your daughter?"

Is that your inner voice? Old Feng doesn't know... he just subconsciously realized: I don't want to drag her down, she's right not to see me...

The voice went on to say, "But, most likely, when the wedding is over, you'll leave the place and never come back, and you won't even get to see her at the end.

Old Feng sadly thought: It's okay… I just need to know that she's happy.

And the voice was impatient, saying, "How do you know if she is happy or unhappy when you do not see your daughter? Are you not worried that the man will be good to her?" Don't you want to see what your daughter looks like now? Don't you want to hold her hand again?

I think... but I... she won't come to see me... I dragged her, I dragged her.

Come... come... if you want... come, come... we can fulfill your wishes... come, come... as long as you want, as long as you want to give something, you can fulfill your wishes... come...

That voice, it just haunted Von's ear.

That's the sound of a too-yin squeezing his own voice.

But watching Old Feng's reaction gradually calmed down, Too Yin suddenly opened his mouth.

Your sister! Old Dao, I can't believe you didn't react.

Just see Feng Guichun... Old Feng, go to sleep.