bayedsolid Chapter 312 Danger is coming
Chapter 312 Danger is coming
On the way back.
Wen Zhixia held the phone number tightly in her hand, looked out the window, and said nothing.
"Bao, are you okay?"
Fan Xiaolin took her hand and held it in her own. "Don't be too anxious. Maybe they're not looking for your parents. Let's not get our hopes up too much. This will help us avoid disappointment."
But they all knew in their hearts that even if it wasn't the case, so many clues accumulated together would eventually point to the direction of the Zhao Group, and further prove that their parents definitely did not die in an accident.
"Don't worry about me." Wen Zhixia nodded. "I understand what you mean. I'm just wondering how people can be so bad. We're in the burn department, fighting tooth and nail every day to save lives, but in the hands of these people, we become ants that can be trampled on at will."
"That's why we have to keep fighting," Fan Xiaolin said. "I can accept failure, but I won't surrender."
Wen Zhixia held her hand tightly.
Yes, you can fail, but you can't surrender.
"Let me check this number." Wen Zhixia said after calming down.
Fan Xiaolin looked at the phone number and said, "I'll do it. My mom has acquaintances at the Telecommunications Bureau, so it will be much more convenient."
"Then let's summarize the information in two days."
"it is good."
The next evening.
Before it got dark, Wen Zhixia came out of the hospital building early.
She wants to go to Crimson Memory again.
Song Ailing gave her a photo of the bald-browed Kuang Asi, and she decided to take the photo and ask the old man in the fruit shop last time to confirm whether it was this person.
At this moment when she was getting closer to the truth, for some reason, a feeling of unease welled up in her heart.
It's so simple and clear that even the answer that's laid out in public can remain an unsolved case. One can only imagine how powerful the person behind this cover-up is.
Just because they didn't take action doesn't mean they are just sitting there waiting to die. Maybe they are hiding in the dark.
It has come to this point, no matter how uneasy she is, she will not retreat again.
Following the same path as last time, Wen Zhixia soon arrived at the fruit stall.
"Grandpa, do you still remember me? I'm here to buy fruit again."
The old man narrowed his eyes, looked at Wen Zhixia for a long time, and said with a smile, "You are the girl who came with Qingqing last time!"
Wen Zhixia smiled and nodded, then went into the store and bought the biggest durian.
When paying, she secretly handed the photo of Kuang A Si on her mobile phone to the old man.
"Grandpa, please take a look. Does this person look like the murderer who stabbed someone at the door of Crimson Memory?"
The old man held up his glasses, leaned forward, and carefully identified it.
"Oh my goodness!"
The old man suddenly shuddered, straightened up, and took two steps back. "Girl, where did you get this photo?"
Wen Zhixia hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Does it look alike?"
"It looks like him, it looks like him!!!" The old man pointed at the photo with his eyes wide open, "What's going on? Has this person been caught?"
"No, but it will be soon!" Wen Zhixia put away her phone, picked up the fruit and left the store. "Thank you, Grandpa. I won't delay your business. I'll go ask other neighbors."
Next, she asked a few familiar vendors and got the same answer.
Most people said he looked familiar, and a few said it was this person.
The sky darkened.
Wen Zhixia stood at the entrance of the busy corridor in a hushed manner.
The blood in my body seemed to be boiling.
Surge up in waves...
at the same time.
Outside the Radio and Television Building.
Chen Zhuo drove his car to the side of the road and waited for Fan Xiaolin to come out of the building.
He planned to take her to a yakitori restaurant in Jinghai tonight, and he even booked a sea view private room for her.
Not long after, Fan Xiaolin came out of the building.
"Good evening," she said, getting into Chen Zhuo's car and fastening her seatbelt. "How was your day? Did you get any work?"
Chen Zhuo shook his head. "No work today, but there's one tomorrow. I'm going to attend a parent-teacher conference for my aunt's youngest son."
"Hahahaha!" Fan Xiaolin laughed out loud. "Then you have to hide the tattoo on your arm. Do you want me to apply concealer for you?"
Chen Zhuo smiled embarrassedly, "No need."
As he spoke, he reversed the car and drove towards the overpass.
"By the way, I checked that phone number today," Fan Xiaolin told Chen Zhuo halfway through the journey. "Two people used that number, and one of them changed his number. I found him and called him. Guess what?"
Chen Zhuo tried hard to match her emotions, "What's wrong? Tell me!"
"He said he had just escaped from northern Myanmar and was going to surrender immediately."
Chen Zhuo laughed dumbly.
"What about the other one?"
Fan Xiaolin paused. "His household registration has been cancelled. His name is Guan Jun, and he's from Xindu County. If we can contact someone who knows the local household registration, we can find out about his parents."
"I'll go ask someone," Chen Zhuo said decisively. "People with household registration are the easiest to contact."
Fan Xiaolin felt embarrassed. She didn't want to trouble him all the time, but in order to get this done as soon as possible, she had to seize all the resources around her.
But her principle is never to get anything for free.
"Last time I told you about going to your house..."
As soon as Fan Xiaolin finished speaking, Chen Zhuo's eyes suddenly became alert.
"Fasten your seatbelts." He lowered his voice and said to Fan Xiaolin, "Don't look back, someone is following us."
Fan Xiaolin's whole body stiffened.
She immediately looked in the rearview mirror.
At this time, on the highway at the junction of Jinjing, there was a black Volkswagen following Chen Zhuo's car, sometimes close and sometimes far away.
......
the other side.
The taxi arrived at the dormitory area of the Medical University Affiliated Hospital.
Wen Zhixia got out of the car and walked into the community.
Just before she reached the stairs, she saw several men in black sitting by the flower bed beside the corridor.
She felt something was wrong and turned to leave.
Two tall and strong men blocked the way.
"Hello, Miss Wen?"
Seeing her, the men beside the flower bed stood up one after another, and the one in the lead walked towards her.
Wen Zhixia asked warily, "Who are you?"
The leading man said, "We are friends of Fan Xiaolin. She was in a car accident and is in the hospital. We are here to pick you up."
Hyolyn?
Wen Zhixia's heart sank.
Impossible, she just sent me the query results for that phone number. How long has it been?
The people in front of him looked ferocious and malicious. Wen Zhixia secretly guessed that perhaps the people on the other side had already sensed the situation and were about to start fighting back.
Thinking of this, Wen Zhixia pretended to be calm, "She just told me that she was on the subway. Was there an accident on the subway?"
She made a slight trick and the leading man's brows twitched instantly.
This subtle expression was caught by Wen Zhixia.
They are lying.
Besides, if something happened to Fan Xiaolin, how could he let these people inform him?
This is totally illogical.
"We didn't lie to you." Seeing that she didn't move, the leading man urged, "She's in the hospital now, come with us."
After saying that, he reached out and was about to pull Wen Zhixia.