Agent Reborn: God-level Scholar

Chapter 553 He broke an arm

As if calling the police, he walked vigilantly in the dark and suddenly kicked the man's leg. His brother came in with a flashlight and shone it on the face of the man lying in the corner of the secret room.

Yanzhou's original human skin mask had long been torn apart, and the exposed cold white skin was stained with blood. There were several cuts on his face and forehead, blurring his original face.

The detective lowered his gaze. The man's right arm had been chopped off, and a dazzling white bone mixed with flesh and blood was exposed near the shoulder.

Yanzhou smiled at him, "You came at just the right time. None of them should be able to escape, right?"

The detective's eyes became hot and he quickly asked his subordinates to help him up, "Are you Mr. Yan?"

He hummed.

"Everyone will be arrested today. Thank you very much, and Miss Sheng, for your great contribution to the important breakthrough in this case... and for your sacrifice."

Staring at the remaining flesh and blood on Yanzhou's right shoulder, the detective added four words in a choked voice.

The subordinate supported Yan Zhou, who suddenly broke away from him, took two steps towards the criminal policeman in front of him, and said word for word in a hoarse voice: "This time, we must succeed."

Don't let everyone's efforts go to waste.

You can't let a pretty girl die with her eyes closed.

I heard from my colleagues that the door downstairs was blocked, and those people saw that the building was sealed by the police and could not escape, so they might be buried with them at any time with the mentality that they would all die together. The detective frowned and said to go downstairs immediately.

"I know the password." Yanzhou coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The young policeman saw that the white shirt on Yan Zhou's body was covered with blood stains, especially a large area in front of his chest. He must have been beaten all night. He didn't know if his internal organs could still endure it. He sniffed and hurriedly

Help Yanzhou go downstairs.

Reports from colleagues continued to come through the receiver, and several more criminals were caught.

The criminal police also informed Yan Zhou one by one.

He knew that this was what Yanzhou wanted to hear most at the moment.

Several people came to the hall, surrounded by cries and roars. Next to the gilded pillars in the hall, there were still a few people who had been hit who had lost their breath, lying there lifelessly; there were also a few middle-aged people.

He fired the gun, but it missed his vital point, and he kept bleeding and crying bitterly.

"I don't want to die here!"

"Drug trafficking? What drug trafficking? Isn't this a plastic surgery hospital? I shouldn't have come all the way here to read the advertisements on the Internet. I didn't spend any money, but I could have sacrificed my life!"

"Everyone, please calm down and don't panic. Our colleagues are already contacting Mr. Locksmith——"

As soon as the policeman opened his mouth, he was shouted back.

"By the time the unlocker comes, we will have become corpses! Don't you see over there? There are dead people staggering everywhere. They were all shot to death by criminals just now. He is now mixed in the crowd and we are all

I don’t know, if someone happens to be around us by accident, give us a shot!”

As soon as the man finished speaking, everyone around him became even more panicked.

They all looked at the people around them warily, guessing the other person's identity, and their temptation and hostility towards strangers were infinitely amplified at this moment.

Yanzhou quickened his pace and raised his voice as loud as possible and said, "Don't worry, I can open the lock."

Hearing his voice, someone turned around.

The way they looked at him was one of anger mixed with a bit of compassion, and as if they had found a peaceful place amidst the smoke. He was wearing the work uniform of a plastic surgery hospital, but he was a disabled person.

He said what they expected to hear in such a firm tone.

The little detective helped him toward the door.

The originally noisy hall suddenly became much quieter at this moment, and everyone spontaneously made way for them.

Yanzhou had already picked up his pace very quickly, but it could still be seen that his legs and feet were injured.

He typed in the password and the moment the door slowly opened, everyone rushed out.

No one said thank you to him.

Yanzhou was pleased to see everyone leave, but everyone lacked order and someone almost knocked him down. The young detective helped him sit on the ground next to him, "The ambulance will be here soon. Here is your mobile phone."

He returned the phone to Yanzhou and patted him on the shoulder.

"Go and do your work, you don't have to take care of me." Yan Zhou twitched the corner of his mouth.

The criminal police ordered everyone to evacuate in an orderly manner. Yanzhou unlocked his phone and saw that Shengxia Ye had sent him many messages during this period, as well as many missed call reminders. He was about to reply to her when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a light not far away.

A familiar figure.

After spending the whole night in the secret room, he was very familiar with that face.

This person personally admitted to him last night that Wen Liang died in his hands. He described the scene before Wen Liang's death vividly. If he hadn't had his arm cut off and his hands and feet tied, Yan Zhou would have

I really had to fight him tooth and nail last night.

The man pressed the elevator with a gun and got in.

"Over there -" Yan Zhou planned to call the police, but they were surrounded by the crowd and had no time to notice him. They were afraid of wasting more time and let each other go. Yan Zhou quickly got up and walked quickly towards the elevator.

He saw the elevator stopped in the underground parking lot on the second floor.

Right now, the entire hospital is surrounded by the police, and they can't escape.

He quickly caught up.

Apparently a gunfight broke out in the underground parking lot. Yanzhou picked up several pistols, one of which still had bullets. He held it in his hand and walked cautiously into the garage.

The lights in the parking lot were blown out, and the surroundings were dark. Only a few sparse lights not far away were on, and they were not very bright.

The air is filled with the smell of blood.

Yanzhou's pace gradually slowed down, and he stopped until he heard another footsteps behind him.

"Hey." It was a smiling, obviously frivolous tone.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

Yanzhou turned around, but before he could see the other person's face clearly, a harsh gunshot sounded in the large and empty underground garage at that moment.

boom--

I waited for a long time on Midsummer Eve before receiving a call back from the police.

"Miss Sheng, I'm sorry..."

As soon as these words were spoken, Sheng Xia Ye felt her throat tighten and a dangerous breath hit her nostrils.

Her heartbeat dropped, and she forced herself to speak calmly: "Go on, how is Yan Zhou?"

"We found him in a secret room in a secret passage. He had one of his arms chopped off by a group of criminals——"

Hearing this, Shengxia Ye's heart suddenly felt empty, and there seemed to be a deafening roar in her ears. For a moment, there was nothing in her head, only the police's phrase "broken arm" rang repeatedly.

She thought of Yan Zhou's beautiful hands.

It's very similar to Gu Fengchen's. It has white skin, distinct joints, and a skeletal look. It's long and thin and can be used as a hand model.

When my sister-in-law was still alive, she must have loved holding his hand.

"Miss Sheng, Miss Sheng?"

The police asked on the other end, "Are you still listening? Could it be that the signal is not good..."

On a midsummer night, I held my breath and suppressed the emotions that surged in my heart like a snow-capped mountain collapsing and a volcano erupting," you continued."

(End of chapter)