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Chapter 267 Fatal Strike

In the emergency room of the police station hospital, a middle-aged doctor pushed the door and walked out, took off his mask and shook his head, "I was injured too seriously and the delivery was not in time. Sorry, we did our best."

Qin Yu and others were speechless when they heard the sound.

"Doctor, I beg you, think of another way... He is only in his twenties... You can save him..." Zhao Bao collapsed, grabbed the doctor's arm, bent his knees and was about to kneel down.

"Bang!"

The doctor helped Zhao Bao and said hoarsely: "He has not had much time now. If you have something to say to you, you can go in."

...

In the emergency room full of disinfectant and bloody smell, Tang Yuan was lying on the bed, closing his blind eyes and his expression was quiet.

Zhao Bao wanted to see him, but was afraid of seeing him, so he sat down on the edge of the bed with his hands reaching out to grab his wrist.

"Baozi... After I was chopped, the landlord entered the house when he heard the sound... But he dared to call me, but he didn't dare to take me to the hospital." Tang Yuan's arm trembled: "I beg him... he didn't dare either, but... but I don't blame him."

Zhao Bao lay his head on the operating table and cried, choking and unable to speak.

"When I was in prison, my girlfriend came to see me for the last time... We had a quarrel. She called me sick and said that I was devoted to digging for sensitive news. It was a sign of depression and unsuccessfulness. It was deliberately fighting against the environment to gain a sense of existence..." Tang Yuan closed his eyes tightly, bleeding and tears: "Baozi, do you think I am sick or this society is sick?"

"Xiao Yuan, I shouldn't have taken you to do this together."

"Don't regret it, really don't regret it." Tang Yuan slowly raised his hand and put it on Zhao Bao's face and said, "I...I never felt that I had done anything wrong...Brother, if one day you can't hold on in this industry, then I wish you a happy family and a healthy family and relatives. But if...you still have to go on, please bring my ideals with you..."

When Zhao Bao heard this, his head buzzed.

Tang Yuan's right arm drooped and his head twisted in an instant.

"Tang Yuan!!!"

Zhao Bao yelled hysterically, but he could no longer wake up, the friend who had been asleep forever.

...

Two hours later.

Minister Zhao took the car from his unit to the police station hospital. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Lin Nianlei: "Where is Xiaobao?"

"He...he is in the morgue." Lin Nianlei replied in a low voice.

"Thank you, Leilei." Minister Zhao already knew about the general incident on the phone, so he said to Lin Nianlei gratefully.

"Uncle Zhao, Xiaobao may be in an emotional state..." Lin Nianlei reminded him halfway.

"I'll go see him." Minister Zhao replied, and walked towards the stairs with a slightly panic expression.

After more than ten minutes.

Minister Zhao stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the morgue and saw Zhao Bao sitting on the tiled floor in a daze, staring at the morgue bed.

Minister Zhao followed his son's gaze and felt a sudden slap in his heart when he saw Tang Yuan's miserable situation.

He was scared, and he thought for a moment, what would he do if the person lying on the mortal bed today was his son?

...

In a city apartment.

Pei Deyong stood up with a shocked expression: "What did you say? The other young reporter is the son of the director of the online broadcasting station?"

"Yes, I checked it based on that car. It was the son of Zhao Xun, the director of the News Department of the Internet Broadcasting Station." A young man standing next to the sofa nodded and said, "He was Zhao Bao. He just returned to District 9 some time ago. He is currently the editor-in-chief of the Legal Column of the Ministry of Information."

When Pei Deyong heard this, his face became solemn: "What are you doing? Why did the minister's son suddenly investigate us?"

"Can it be the kid who is messing around?" Xu Yang asked.

"No, absolutely not." Pei Deyong made a judgment without hesitation, because in the eyes of people like him, the ultimate goal of any struggle is to focus on interests, so he will not believe in any ideals and responsibilities.

"you mean……?"

"I have no conflict with this minister, either?" Pei Deyong thought for a long time, and said incomprehensible: "Why did he suddenly want to mess with me?"

"News Department, Zhao Xun?" Yang Nan touched his beard and suddenly said carelessly: "Isn't this the online broadcasting station leader who used to punish Wu Wensheng? I heard someone mention it."

Pei Deyong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately patted his thigh and replied: "Yes! I remembered it too. Zhao Xun cooperated with the Superintendent and had messed with Wu Wensheng."

Xu Yang frowned and said nothing.

"The key to the problem has been found." Pei Deyong pondered for a while: "This Zhao Xun suddenly messed with me, maybe because of Qin Yu."

"It would be easy if others were to deal with it, but the son of this media boss is not easy to deal with." Yang Nan said with a little tricky feeling.

"Didn't the guy you cut down explain where the video is?" Pei Deyong asked.

Yang Nan shook his head: "The bones of these stupid people in B culture are so hard. I chopped his eyes blind, but he didn't even bite them."

Pei Deyong stood up, walked around the place and said, "Prepare for a lot of money, otherwise this level will not be easy."

...

After Tang Yuan was not saved, Qin Yu and others had already left the hospital. Because Zhao Bao was in a obviously bad mood, it seemed that the details of the case were not discussed for the time being. So they had no need to accompany him, so they could only wait for Zhao Bao to ease himself and take the initiative to come to the Superintendent to explain the situation.

In the office area of ​​the first brigade, Qin Yu looked at the old cat with some confusion and asked, "Why did you say that Zhao Bao was idle and stab Pei Deyong in the lungs when he was free?"

"Who knows this." Old cat was a little confused.

"We won't say whether to poke Pei Deyong's lung tube or not." Zhu Wei sat on the table with a speechless expression: "Let's just say, since Zhao Bao wants to report the case, why don't he look for us? Why?!"

Qin Yu looked up at Zhu Wei, and replied in silence for a while: "Maybe in Zhao Bao's eyes, we and Pei Deyong are the same people."

"This is possible." The old cat nodded.

"...This dog-fucking Pei Deyong, he really has no strength to do anything." Qin Yu said with a cold face and intervened: "You just want to take revenge. Is it necessary to cut people's eyes blind and use their hands to waste them?"

"Let's establish his power." Zhu Wei sighed: "If he doesn't do it hard this time, then will all the reporters who want to make money in the future have to conduct secret investigations?"

"Wait for Zhao Bao, I will definitely get him." Qin Yu replied in a low voice.

...

night.

Minister Zhao sat at home and received a call from a friend: "Hey?"

"Old Pei from Nanyang wants to see you, do you have time?" the friend asked bluntly.

Minister Zhao thought for a while: "Yes, please let him go downstairs to the Internet broadcasting station."

"Okay, I get it."

"Well, that's it."
Chapter completed!
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