Yucheng is the First People's Hospital.

At the door of the ward 302, as soon as Zhang Yijie left, Wu Zhiyuan appeared in the place where he disappeared.

"Yang Qingyun was arrested!"

Wu Zhiyuan's eyes flashed. After he saw Yang Qingyun from the parking lot, he followed him all the way. He could see everything just now clearly.

Wu Zhiyuan clenched his fists, his chest felt like he was pressed by a big rock, and his chest was so tight that he couldn't bear it.

Yang Qingyun was arrested, and Chen Shengtian must have hidden himself. The only hope, Zhang Feng, was unconscious at this moment. It was difficult for him to find Chen Xi!

"Xiao Xi, where are you?" Wu Zhiyuan roared in his heart. He would never forget the scene when Chen Xi was captured in front of him. When she got in the car, she did not struggle anymore, but smiled at him.

Because he told her to be strong, he also told her that he liked her smile.

But what a desperate smile was that?

In a flash, hope disappeared. In the blink of an eye, what a sad smile is this?

That sound of Brother Yuan was the only voice hovering in Wu Zhiyuan's mind.

Wu Zhiyuan didn't even dare to think about what kind of sad experience she had now. The more he cared about it, the more painful it was. He just wanted to be faster, faster, find her and take her home.

But where was she? He didn't know. He only knew that the quiet and elegant girl was getting farther and farther away from him.

The night wind blew thousands of sorrows, surging on Wu Zhiyuan's face and pouring into his heart. His heart was bitter and powerless.

"Anyway, go and see Zhang Yi first!"

A figure flashed and he disappeared into the wind.

The night was quiet, and only the sound of the wind constantly slapping the window. In the dean's office, there was a middle-aged man leaning on a soft chair and snoring gradually.

Click! This is the sound of the switch, the lights are off, and the whole room is dim. The man leaning on the chair suddenly woke up, and his back was wet with cold sweat.

A black shadow was slowly coming towards him. In the darkness, his eyes were indifferent and ruthless. The middle-aged man felt instantly as if he was staring at by a big beast, making his hair stand on and his hair was creepy.

"Who are you?" the middle-aged man said tremblingly.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is, which ward is Zhang Yi in?"

He approached the middle-aged man step by step, without any emotion.

"Zhang Yi?" The middle-aged man thought about it, but he had no impression.

"Oh! By the way, he is called Zhang Feng now!" He came to the middle-aged man, "Don't tell me, you don't know where he is, Lord Dean!"

"I..." The dean couldn't speak. Someone had just said hello to him, but he couldn't say it.

"Click!" This is the sound of the bolt pulling.

"I said, I said!" said the dean hurriedly, "He is in the 501 nursing room!"

"Who is there guarding? Say!"

"Wang Jian, the captain of the Third Squadron of the Criminal Investigation Brigade, and a criminal policeman are guarding!" The dean said tremblingly.

"You are framed by me? Where is Zhang Yijie?" His voice was as cold as ice.

"He and another comrade personally escorted Deputy Director Yang away!"

"Are you sure?"

"Check, I'll watch them get in the car myself."

"Very good! It seems that this thing is still useful!" The visitor put away the gun, "But, Lord Dean, I'm sorry, I'll lend you your clothes!"

"What are you going to do?" the dean said in horror, but as soon as he finished speaking, a knife had already slashed on the back of his neck and he fainted.

After a while, the lights started and the dean seemed to be sleeping soundly. A white shadow flashed and headed straight for the 501 nursing ward.

In ward 501, Wang Jian and the others were guarding the door, squatting on the ground, and there were cigarette butts on the ground at their feet.

"Captain Wang, do you think Team Zhang is a bit like that this time? The deputy director dares to arrest him. If he can't find out what he is, the scoundrel will be a big deal."

"Why do you think so much about your job? It's not your turn to worry about this kind of thing!"

"But……"

"Nothing, but I'll keep a close eye on it tonight. Maybe there will be someone else coming, especially Chen Shengtian's..."

At this moment, a white shadow appeared on the other end of the corridor and walked over slowly.

"Huh? Doctor?" Wang Jian's eyes couldn't help but shrink.

The hospital corridor was silent and depressed, with only heavy footsteps echoing, and the white shadow was getting closer and closer. Finally, he walked to Wang Jian and the others.

"Hello, are you?" asked the police officer beside Wang Jian, blocking the way for those who came.

"I am Zhang Feng's attending physician, Zhou Huan! Let's check Zhang Feng's condition. This is my ID." The visitor said and handed the ID to the police officer next to Wang Jian.

"Is that right? Why didn't I see you in the emergency room just now?" Wang Jian took the ID, glanced at him, and said in a voice, "Can you take off your mask?"

"Okay!" The visitor whispered, his hand slowly lifted up...

"Huh!" Wang Jian felt a flash in front of him. The palm changed direction in the air and turned into a fist, hitting his face. Fast, too fast! It was so fast that Wang Jian had no time to dodge, and instinctively stretched out his arm to block the fierce punch.

"Bang!" The fist hit his arm, and the remaining strength of the arm was not diminished, hitting his head, making his arms numb and his head swell.

Wang Jian staggered a few steps, and before he could stand firm, the fist hit again, as fast as lightning, magnifying infinitely in front of his eyes...

"Bang!" The punch hit his temple directly, and Wang Jian flew several feet away, unconscious.

"You..." All this happened in a flash, so that the police officers beside Wang Jian had no time to think. He had just become alert and was about to draw his gun, but the white shadow was gone.

He looked around and felt a chill coming from behind.

"Bang!" A severe pain came from the back of his head. His eyelids sank and slowly fell down. The white shadow slowly appeared behind him.

"I am loyal and vigilant, but my skills are far inferior to Zhang Yijie. You are good policemen. I won't kill you, but don't block my way..."

He glanced at Wang Jian and the other guy who were unconscious, shook their heads slightly, and pushed open the door of 501.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!" His steps became lighter and he approached Zhang Feng lying on the hospital bed step by step.

As soon as he arrived at the bed, Zhang Feng, who was as quiet as water, suddenly opened his eyes.

"You are here, I've been waiting for you! Wu Zhiyuan!" His eyes met, this was the brightest light in the whole room.

"You're not in a coma?" Wu Zhiyuan said in surprise, secretly happy.

"The smell of the hospital is very bad. I am very sensitive. When they helped me take out the bullets in the emergency room, I was awake." Zhang Feng said weakly, "I knew you were here when I heard the fighting outside!"

"Tell me! Where is Xiaoxi?" Wu Zhiyuan asked anxiously. His uneasiness became stronger and stronger, and he did not want to delay for a moment.

Zhang Feng looked at him and just shook his head.

"You don't know?" Wu Zhiyuan felt depressed.

"I really envy you. Chen Xi has always been thinking about you and looks at me. Even though she knows that you and Huang Li are fooling around, she still treats you as always and will never stop until death!"

Zhang Feng said bitterly: "After Chen Shengtian captured her, he used her to make a power-for-sex transaction. Fang Jie was killed by me. I was afraid that we would not escape, so I notified Wang Lin to ask you to pick her up. Unfortunately, she was still taken away!"

"Chen Shengtian!" Wu Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and paused word by word.

"Chen Shengtian has a capricious personality. I'm afraid that he will jump over the wall and do something extreme to Chen Xi. You have to find her quickly!" Zhang Feng suddenly grabbed the corner of Wu Zhiyuan's clothes, "Century Road, Central Rd. There is a mansion there, and there is a basement in the innermost part. Chen Shengtian hid too deeply. This is the only place I know!"

"Thank you!" Wu Zhiyuan glanced at him deeply and strode away.

"Wu Zhiyuan!" As soon as he arrived at the door, Zhang Feng suddenly shouted, "You must find her. After seeing her, tell her that she did not see the wrong person. Even if Zhang Feng dies, it is worth it! I have no regrets!"

Wu Zhiyuan stopped, nodded, and walked out the door without looking back.

The night wind was cool, and Wu Zhiyuan's figure disappeared in the vast night. At this moment, a cruise ship was setting sail on the Yangtze River, and with a roar, slowly heading towards the distant east.

On the riverside, there were lights and vague figures. Someone was holding a camera and looking at the cruise ship away, and was amazed. But he didn't know that there were a girl in the layers of containers, one of which was a dark corner. Her eyes were blindfolded, her hands were tied up, her body shivering, and she shivered.

She is Chen Xi, but the morning light has not come yet, and she is always in the darkness and no dawn can be seen.

At this moment, the Yangtze River is not carrying hope, but burying, a fragile and clean soul.

"Brother Yuan, goodbye..."

This is the only voice in her heart. Following the surging river, after passing through this, it will be nowhere to be seen...
Chapter completed!