The Taming of the Ruffian Hero

Chapter 206: 206 (the list is invalid) misjudged the timing and got into trouble

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Chen Yuanxi found a hospital nearby.

Zhao Yuan's call finally arrived in time.

When Zhao Yuan arrived, Zhang Dong was still in the operating room. Chen Yuanxi pounced on Zhao Yuan, and the two of them stood outside the operating room, silent. Faced with the current situation, Zhao Yuan ran out of ideas for a moment and just reminded the three of them to throw away all their mobile phones and other communication methods.

"You made such an important decision, and it was someone from Inner Mongolia who told me." Zhao Yuan murmured, "You are afraid of me, and I don't agree with you to let Brother Dong catch Luo Yang."

"You clearly know that once the net is closed, the small fish next to the big fish will definitely react. How organized is Mo Shi? Will he sit back and wait for death? You asked Brother Dong to catch Luo Yang, and Luo Yang still followed Wanxin. , or returning to Moshi is equivalent to letting him have one foot in the coffin, right? You can ignore his life and death now."

Even the twenty-six-year-old Chen Yuanxi couldn't help but keep holding the corners of his clothes with his hands at this moment. He had to admit that what Zhao Yuan said was absolutely right.

"It's not that there is no way. Even if Mo Qian sends people there, if he doesn't get a reply, shouldn't he send more people or even send Uncle Xuan to go out? In this way, Uncle Xuan can mediate with Mo Qian, and maybe the time can be delayed by a couple of seconds. Yue, why are you so anxious, Wenxi. When Uncle Xuan gave you the list, it was equivalent to handing over the highest command to you, but a good hand of cards was played by you into a life-or-death situation. You are not sure whether you will win or lose. What are you doing for? "

Chen Yuanxi was speechless.

Why has he been patient for seven years and is about to take revenge? Why does the grandmother who is still lying in the funeral parlor want to be buried as soon as possible? Why did Mo Qian, who sent Hongxuan to attack Wang Chang first, probably realized that something was wrong and asked Zhang Dong directly? Killer

But how can all this be explained clearly in a few words

"Yuan, I want to take a rest." Chen Yuanxi looked tired and lay on Zhao Yuan's knees.

Zhao Yuan stretched out his hand and gently stroked the ends of Chen Yuanxi's hair. Inadvertently, a strand of silver-white hair was like a touch of snow in an inkstone. Wen Xi, you're only twenty-six, you're only twenty-six. Zhao Yuan couldn't help groping for more hair hidden in the black hair on his head, one strand after another. Zhao Yuan felt that he had hated it so much for so many years. During the years, I hated the impermanence of this world so much that I was so stunned that I could no longer speak.

The wound on Zhang Dong's back was extremely serious. He felt strange when he transferred Luo Yang, so he followed Luo Yang for a while, and was stabbed in the back. He reacted in time, elbowed the attacker from behind, drove left and right, and finally Arrive at Chen’s house. But he lost too much blood and drove frantically for half an hour, and he could no longer hold on.

"Yuan, over in Inner Mongolia, the evidence that Mo Qian kidnapped Zhang Dong's parents is very clear. Go over there and have someone contact the small town to get some police power. There is a traitor here in the small town. Uncle Hongxuan's list , It's basically ineffective." Chen Yuanxi suddenly raised his head and said.

"Now, I can finally be your strategist, bodyguard, lover, and brother, all four in one. Do you think I'm still willing to leave?" Zhao Yuan said with a smile and scratched the tip of Chen Yuanxi's nose.

"Zhang Dong here, it's useless for us to stay here. Even if Mo Qian can cover the sky with one hand and catch up to you immediately, Zhang Dong will still have to carry you with your injuries. You must have someone who can be transferred here, right? Otherwise, how could you have the evidence of Chen Tianjiao and send him to Shuanggui? If you don't have irrefutable evidence, who would dare to find out the evidence of your father... or my father... if you don't have irrefutable evidence? ...You shouldn't hide this from me." Zhao Yuan said.

Chen Yuanxi suddenly

I really want to beat Zhao Yuan into an idiot with a stick.

Just now, he had notified Captain Cao of the Criminal Police Brigade who was investigating the incident involving General Zhao Ming.

Because of the name of the person and the specific incident provided by Zhu Hui, as well as the evidence retained by some subordinates during Lin Ziwei's investigation at the time, under the combined grace and force of a certain police station and the procuratorate, two people who had robbed the body and cremated it directly confessed, and they followed the clues. Next, it was discovered that the person involved in the case at that time was the captain of the first team of the police station at that time. The investigation continued and found out that Liu Xuehua's rape case and Zhao Mingjiang's mediation in the impulsive murder case. Many evidences all pointed to Chen Tianjiao. Mo Shi acted as a thug, but the official orders were issued directly or indirectly by Chen Tianjiao. In order to avoid alarming Chen Tianjiao, the captain of the brigade and the director of the local prosecutor's office temporarily listened to Chen Yuanxi's suggestion and adopted a strategy of blocking the news.

However, this means that Zhao Yuan will lose two relatives in one day. One is his grandmother who has been missing since childhood, and the other is his mother, Liu Xuehua, his wife who has been waiting with a 24-hour lantern for more than ten years. I'm afraid Zhao Yuan is still looking forward to when Liu Xuehua can return safely, so that he can fulfill his filial piety.

"I have lived in the Chen family for seven years, Yuan."

"I know very well how you spent seven years. According to your moral character, there is already evidence, why would you hold it in until now to let out a fart that only makes a sound but does not stink?" Zhao Yuan said dissatisfied.

"Don't be so rude." Chen Yuanxi turned around and ignored him.

"Don't use this trick. It doesn't matter whether it's coquettishness, bitter tricks, pretending to be angry or even pretending to be dead. You've created such a big trap and you still expect to play Lin Wenxi patching up the sky. Trust me, you man. "Zhao Yuan crossed his arms and stood proudly in front of Chen Yuanxi.

Just as Chen Yuanxi was about to speak, the doctor came out to tell Zhang Dong that he was awake. Chen Yuanxi made an expression that said he had no time to pay attention to you, glared at Zhao Yuan, and accompanied the nurse to push Zhang Dong back to the ward.

When Zhao Yuan followed, Chen Yuanxi handed him a bill: "I trust my man's wallet."

"Give you a chance to have an affair," Zhao Yuan muttered and left.

"Your eyes..." Zhang Dong looked at Chen Yuanxi for a while, then suddenly looked away.

"What?" Chen Yuanxi rubbed his eyes.

"Can you stop being so gentle?" Zhang Dong grinned.

"You are a rough-skinned man. You blush when you say you are blushing. Isn't it embarrassing?" Chen Yuanxi asked with a smile.

"I...how could it be?" Zhang Dong said.

"You used to be a little dark, and you couldn't really see the blush. Now you're so pale. I want to take a closer look. How many times can your Zhang Dong blush in a day? Look, look, you're red again." Chen Yuanxi grinned, and the corners of his eyes became moist. .

"Wen Xi, I'm fine. Three days later, I'll be a good man again." Zhang Dong tried to pat his chest, but there was a sharp pain in his back. He couldn't help but frown and stared at Chen Yuanxi.

"Zhang Dong, you still have a mission next." Chen Yuanxi said.

"you say."

"Thirty days of rest, not even a day less, understand," Chen Yuanxi said.

"By the way, Wenxi, the person behind me is Zhang An'an, the daughter of Boss Zhang in Moshi Capital." Zhang Dong said eagerly as if he didn't hear what Chen Yuanxi said.

Chen Yuanxi was stunned on the spot.