Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Fu Han grabbed her hand and said in a deep voice, "Don't go out!"

He heard her next decision in the subtle changes in her words.

The group of killers would not stop there, she wanted to attract the killer's attention alone, delaying time for him to wait for rescue.

Wen Qingyue didn't say a word, she helped him upstairs, and hid him in a utility room, Fu Han still held her hand tightly.

Wen Qingyue was a little helpless, "Believe me, I survived such a dangerous situation last night. These people are not my opponents. Instead, I will be bound with you. Your injury can't be delayed any longer."

"You're still sick, Su Yan and the others will come over soon." Fu Han didn't let go, she still had a fever and had many injuries on her body, how could he be relieved?

Wen Qingyue squatted down, looking straight into the depths of his eyes, "Fu Han, do you still remember when we first met? I hid you in the small clinic in the village, I saved you, and I promise that if you find it alive Me, I promise to help you detoxify, let's make an agreement this time too."

Her tone was firm, as if she was making a lot of determination, "Stay here and wait for Su Yan to pick you up, live well, and when I come back, I will officially confirm the relationship with you, it has nothing to do with the contract."

Say it.

She pulled out her hand forcefully, turned around and walked out quickly, closed the door and went downstairs quickly.

Fu Han clutched his wound and stared weakly at the closed door, listening to the roar of motorcycles coming from outside, the sound gradually faded away.

"Brother, they are over there!"

After Wen Qingyue drove out of the vegetable market, she deliberately turned around and drove to the county hospital from the other side. As soon as she arrived near the hospital, she was discovered by the killer who had squatted in advance.

She quickly turned the car and left, and the killer immediately chased after her.

"Catch her! The surnamed Fu is injured, she must have hidden her." The killer yelled, chasing after him.

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On the other hand, the riot in the county quickly spread to the police station. Yang Chong was just about to leave when he came out of the director's office when he heard someone reporting the incident.

"Really, Comrade Police, a group of people chased and killed two men and one woman with machetes. I can see clearly that the man and the woman are very good-looking, and they should be foreigners."

"By the way, I took a video, it's so scary!"

Yang Chong went over to take a look, and the video was still clear, so it wasn't Wen Qingyue and Fu Han who were besieged.

"Fuck!" Yang Chong's heart skipped a beat, he suddenly made the man who made the report jump, Yang Chong grabbed him and asked, "When did it happen?"

"More than ten minutes ago, they were able to fight, especially this girl, who rescued the man on a motorcycle, but I guess they couldn't run away. This group of people chased after them on bicycles."

Yang Chong threw the cigarette away, and said to the director who sent him out: "Director Liu, call all your people and follow me to save people. By the way, do they all have guns?"

The director was stunned, "Yes...but we can't shoot casually when it is not necessary."

"It's killing people, do you think it's necessary? Immediately blockade the entire county! These three people are the victims of this case, and no one can have an accident!"

After Yang Chong finished speaking, he rushed out, and everyone else knew that this was the criminal investigation team leader of the Municipal Bureau, who was one level above their director, so they didn't dare to delay, and rushed out after him.

When Su Yan received the call, he took people to leave the hotel, and just ran a few steps before running into Ah Cheng who came back with injuries all over his body.

"President Su..." Ah Cheng was out of breath, Su Yan knew what he was going to say, supported him and said, "I already know, can you hold on?"

"Okay, I'll show you the way."

"Okay, get in the car!"

boom--

The car started and drove on the potholed streets of the county seat.

In a small county town, someone stabbed people in the street early in the morning, which caused panic. There were almost no people on the street, and they all hid in their homes. The shops and vendors on the roadside also closed their doors to avoid the disaster.

The car couldn't enter the alley of the vegetable market, so Su Yan asked someone to stop, and after getting out of the car, he said to Ah Cheng through the window: "Don't move, go to the hospital to get bandaged, Fu Han is nearby, I will rescue him back."

"I'm fine with this injury, I can't die!" Ah Cheng insisted on getting out of the car, feeling very anxious and guilty. He couldn't protect his father and wife well, so he didn't have the face to go to the hospital.

Su Yan pressed the car door to prevent him from opening it, and said in a serious tone, "Do you want to die here today, or live and continue working for your boss?"

These words were very lethal, and Ah Cheng froze in an instant.

"Drive, go to the hospital." Su Yan let the driver drive without negotiating, and ran into the alley with the others after speaking.

The vegetable market was very noisy. Su Yan sent soldiers to search in three directions. He took two of them through the vegetable market and turned to the northwest. Soon, he saw blood stains in an alley.

"This way, follow!" He gestured, leading the people along the blood trail, and stopped in front of an abandoned concrete house.

"Mr. Su, the blood has moved forward, and Mr. Fu may have run forward." Seeing the blood and continuing to walk into the alley, his subordinates frowned in confusion when they saw him stop.

Su Yan looked up at the messy cement self-built house, recalling Wen Qingyue's words, his eyes under the lens narrowed slightly, "You continue to search along the bloodstains, and the rest follow me upstairs."

"Yes!"

The two went upstairs quickly, Su Yan asked his men to go up to the third floor to look around, opened the dilapidated door on the second floor by himself, and swept through the empty hall vigilantly, searching from room to room but did not see anyone.

"Fu Han..." Su Yan frowned and called out tentatively, but did not respond.

"Fu Han, are you there? Answer me!" Su Yan shouted again unwillingly, stepped to the door of the utility room, tripped over a wooden stick protruding from the room, staggered to a standstill, and looked down. In the utility room.

The room was piled up with messy things, at least half the height of a person, and it looked like it was originally a kitchen. The upper cabinet door was open, and it was full of spider webs. The strange thing was that there were no spider webs on the sundries below, and they were somewhat distinct. Strange, if you look closely, there are still human fingerprints on it.

It was as if a flash of light passed through the myriad of threads and hit the point.

"Fu Han, are you right inside?" Su Yan's voice trembled with excitement, and he began to pick up the dusty debris inside while asking.

crunch--

Su Yan quickly opened it, and a bloody smell entered his nostrils first from the cabinet opposite the sink. Fu Han curled up in the cabinet facing him, his black coat and trousers were covered with dust, and he was in a mess.

"Fu Han..." Su Yan stretched out his hand to check his breath, made sure that he was still alive, and carefully moved him out.

"President Su, there is no one upstairs." His subordinates walked into the room and reported loudly.

"Here, let someone bring the helicopter over!"

After Su Yan moved Fu Han out, he felt the blood on his clothes. He opened the sweater and saw that a white vest was torn and tied around his waist. A simple bandage was done. Although the bleeding stopped, he still knew clearly. The injury had to be stitched up with blood transfusion, and the medical conditions here were not enough, so he had to go back to the city.