"Song Zhuoming? Song Zhuoming?"
"Ok?"
Song Zhuoming was awakened by the shouts of He Xiao beside him, and he responded hastily. He was holding a small bucket of gasoline in his hand, which was located in the corner of the west building of Jiming Hospital.
He Xiao's face was a little gloomy, the gasoline tank in his hand had been emptied, and he dropped it on the ground casually.
"It's this time, why are you still in a daze?"
Song Zhuoming's expression was a little bad. He and He Xiao were now outside a wall of the West Building, and they were spilling gasoline into a warehouse.
Things have been prepared, as long as there is an order from the other side, they can light the warehouse, which is the nearest to the inside of the west building. After a fire, it will not burn the inside of the west building, but it can have enough momentum.
This kind of simple work is naturally not a problem, and the reason for Song Zhuoming's loss of mind is not here.
His gaze looked towards the eastern sky. It was already more than 5 o'clock in the morning on June 1st. It has been more than five hours since entering the mission. The sky has been shining brightly, the moon is getting faint, but the sun is coming.
"Brother Xu, it has been out of contact for five hours. Since the last call, I have made more than ten calls to him and they all show that he is not in the service area..."
The worry in Song Zhuoming's eyes was hidden. Remember URL
If Xu Lang heard these words at this moment, he would be extremely shocked.
In his perception, he entered the suburban hospital in just one hour, but on Song Zhuoming's side, the passage of time has accelerated five times!
At this time the sky will shine, and dawn is coming!
He Xiao grabbed the gasoline barrel in Song Zhuoming's hand, poured the remaining gasoline in, and said quietly: "Two barrels of gasoline are more than enough to burn a small warehouse. Maybe it will blow to the west building. Great momentum."
There was a trace of fright on Song Zhuoming's face. He always felt that something was going to happen, and the move to transfer the infected person might not be so smooth.
"How is the connection with Wu Cheng's vehicle?" Song Zhuoming shook his dizzy brain and asked He Xiao.
He Xiao heard this, took out his cell phone and dialed Wu Cheng's number, but he was hung up immediately.
He frowned, and when he was about to dial it back again, he suddenly heard the whistle sound not far away, and two tourist buses stopped at the alley not far from the west building.
He Xiao nodded towards Song Zhuoming, indicating that things are progressing smoothly.
However, Song Zhuoming's inner foreboding was still unable to dissipate. He looked at everything so smoothly, but felt that things were getting more and more wrong, but he couldn't answer when he asked him to tell what was wrong.
He Xiao subconsciously touched the black dot communicator under his right ear, left the warehouse, and said to Song Zhuoming, "You can take a look here, I'll go to Wu Cheng to take a look."
After saying this, He Xiao left straight away.
"Sir, what should I do after this action?"
A lazy voice from the communicator sounded: "Do you know where Yan Yan is now?"
"This... ... "
He Xiao glanced around, and whispered back: "Sternly, he said he was waiting for the dean of Jiming Hospital to go to work, and now he is waiting in the breakfast shop."
"Yan Yan wants to get rid of you. Your purpose is not to transfer the infected with Song Zhuoming. Now that you have finished everything, go to Yan Yan and follow him every step of the way!"
He Xiao's face changed and changed, and finally nodded heavily.
He had already gotten out of a fence of the Jiming Hospital, watching Wu Cheng and Ding Jianming who were not far in front of him talking, while Meng Liang was sitting in the bus with a nervous expression on his face, not knowing where he was. Think of something.
"Then I will call Yan Yan now!"
Directly across from Jiming Hospital, there is a row of commercial districts. One of them is in the corner of the shop, and a simple and honest uncle in an apron, holding several layers of tall cages in his hand, walks out of the shop.
It was placed on the table at the entrance, and on the plastic stool at the entrance of the store sat a handsome young man wearing a black suit with a straight figure and outstanding appearance.
The man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, black hair that is no longer short, combed neatly and neatly behind his head, and even put on some hairspray, the whole person is full of atmosphere and extraordinaryness, no matter his appearance or temperament.
Even if he was sitting on a cheap plastic stool and drinking two yuan a bowl of soy milk and fried dough sticks, he couldn't hide his look.
"Little brother, our Lao Wang's fried dough sticks taste good, right?"
Hearing this, the man slowly raised his head, revealing a gentle smile: "Yes, I haven't had such an authentic craft for many years."
The simple and honest uncle of the breakfast shop owner touched his hand on his apron: "If it tastes delicious, eat more. My wife will fry this brother two fritters."
"Little brother, you don't look like an ordinary person, why are you still rushing out early?"
The man slowly put down the plastic spoon in his hand, picked up the tissue and touched the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "I have a very important job to do."
The honest uncle looked at the Jiming Hospital directly opposite, and said with a smile: "It's really hard work, I'm greedy for the dark this morning."
"Aren't you the same?"
"What I make is hard money. I have done a lot of hard work. It may not be easy to see you dressed in good clothes."
The man stood up with his hands in his hands and looked at the sky that was about to light up in front of him, "In order to survive, no matter how difficult things are, I have to do it."
The honest and honest uncle was behind him, didn't read his words, just nodded dumbly.
At this moment, the man's pocket rang loudly, and he slowly took out his cell phone, frowned slightly when he saw the caller number, but he answered it after thinking about it for a while.
"Oh, brother Yan, you are still eating breakfast." He Xiao's disgusting false greeting came again.
A trace of disgust appeared in the corner of Yan Yan's eyes, but he still chuckled and said, "Yes."
"It just so happens that I am also a little hungry, I'll come to you to eat together, we can also take care of it."
Yan Yan's face was startled, and then his face became a little low. He obviously understood He Xiao's intentions, but after thinking about it, he said, "If you are ready for other tasks, come if you want."
Not long after, He Xiao's figure slowly walked from the other side of the street, came to Yan Yan's side without any kind of politeness, and just sat down: "This bun is delicious, the boss will give me two drawers!"
The honest uncle nodded in response while holding the bun.
Yan Yan held the fried dough sticks with his chopsticks expressionlessly and chewed slowly, showing no sign of He Xiao's arrival.
He Xiao grinned, a little embarrassed, so he had to urge the boss to hurry up.
"What about Brother Gao? Isn't he with you?"
Yan Yan raised his eyes and glanced at him, stuffed the remaining fried dough sticks into his mouth, and said vaguely: "He has other work to do."
He Xiao's face was startled, his eyes rolled, and he nodded.
At this time, on the other side of the street, a beautiful man with long hair and shawl walked up. If he hadn't watched it closely, he would most likely be recognized as a woman.
Gao Yiyuan's expression was as indifferent as before, and when he came to the entrance of the breakfast shop, he frowned when he saw He Xiao sitting here.
Yan Yan nodded slightly at this time, indicating that there was nothing wrong.
He knew in his heart that since He Xiao was here, he would never leave again, so he might as well let him follow. When the time comes, one more person can give more help. For difficult-level tasks, even if it is strictly speaking, he can't do it Full.
Gao Yiyuan didn't say much, but stood beside Yan Yan and said softly: "The dean of Jiming Hospital, named Cui Wenguang, this person has no special skills, and his professional ability is average. He can achieve this position, and His wife has a great relationship."
"Oh?" Yan Yan raised his eyebrows, but he became a little interested in this Cui Wenguang.
"Cui Wenguang’s father-in-law was the number one in the province before he retired. Before he retired, he pushed his son-in-law to the throne of the dean of the city’s largest hospital. Although Cui Wenguang has no skills, he has a wide range of social relations. Hard, that's why he can sit today all the time."
He Xiao was stunned, and some of them didn't understand what they meant when they were talking about it.
Yan Yan kept nodding, and could see that Gao Yiyuan's investigation was very detailed, "Where are the family members?"
Gao Yiyuan did not sit down. Hearing a serious questioning, he turned a little sideways and whispered: "There are three people in the family, except for his wife, only one daughter is still in elementary school."
Yan Yan frowned: "How many people have you got?"
Gao Yiyuan smiled suddenly: "There are four people who got it!"
"Who?"
"Cui Wenguang's family of three, plus his father-in-law!"
He Xiao gritted his teeth. He listened to Gao Yiyuan's meaning that he tied up the whole family of the director of Jiming Hospital. He didn't know what was going on and the purpose of Yan Yan's approach, but this was obviously a plan before. Beyond the action!
He was anxious, Yan Yan's mind was extremely calm, and even smiled and patted Gao Yiyuan's shoulder: "Good job!"
Obviously, Cui Wenguang’s father-in-law helped him a lot, and it was because of their existence that he could secure the position of the dean. For such a person, the double threat of family affection and status, then the chance of success will be Bigger!
Gao Yiyuan's approach is absolutely perfect and comprehensive. It can be said that it is not leaking.
Yan Yan didn't ask how he did it, nor where the family was at this time, but took out a napkin and wiped his palms.
"How long is it from Cui Wenguang to work?"
Gao Yiyuan glanced at him with a smile, and slowly said: "He has been living in the hospital recently and has not returned home for three days, but he said that the hospital is too busy."
"Really?" Yan Yan was a little suspicious. He was afraid that this kind of man who relied on the power of the woman would probably steal the fish. If he didn't live in the hospital, but was outside with other women, he would be rushing. air.
"Don't worry, he is indeed in the hospital, and I can guarantee that he is not asleep at this moment!"
Listening to Gao Yiyuan's rhetorical words, Yan Yan glanced at him sternly, then threw the tissue on the table, "Then let's go now, we will meet this Cui Wenguang!"
After saying this, Yan Yan seemed to have thought of something, and then turned around: "Captain He, please take this meal." After saying this, he hurried towards Jiming Hospital without looking back!
He Xiao looked dazed, watching the steaming steamed bun just brought up by the uncle, he didn't even move a bite.
He hurriedly got up, looked at Yan Yan and Gao Yi away from the back, and cursed: "I didn't eat a bite, so why should I pay the bill?"
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