Merchant of the Underworld

Captain Huang was stunned for a moment and said: "When we were tracking Lu Jian, weren't we in the same car the whole time? You heard it too. They said that the night watchman had fallen asleep and there was no movement at all."

Now, I also remembered that the police officers sent to the construction site did indeed say so.

At that time, I thought that Huang Dawang's assurance that he would fulfill his responsibilities and take good care of the construction site was all nonsense. He was the only one who had fallen asleep early this late at night.

Unexpectedly, something happened not long after leaving there.

But what is going on?

Huang Dawang was alone at the construction site. Even if there was an accident, no one would know. Who sent it to him?

Moreover, the relationship between their uncle and nephew was so tense that even the policemen around Captain Huang didn't know the details. Besides, Huang Dawang was already unconscious when he was brought here. How could the hospital make this family call?

Captain Huang was also concerned but confused. As soon as I asked these questions, he immediately felt something was wrong and hurried to the front desk to ask.

Only now did I know.

It turned out that there had just been a car accident on the outskirts of the city.

The cause was that a child suddenly broke away from his mother's hand and ran to the road to catch a stray cat.

At this time, a garbage truck came oncoming.

Seeing that he was about to hit the child, Huang Dawang flew over and pushed the child out. He himself fell into a pool of blood, and the garbage truck fled.

And for some unknown reason, the child's mother didn't even look at it. She picked up the child and disappeared without even calling 120!

The section of road where the accident occurred was a blind spot, and no one passed by. This was an old lady with disabled legs, kneeling on the street begging. She saw her from a distance, and then she crawled very far away and begged the person at the gas station on the roadside to call 120.

When 120 arrived, Huang Dawang was unconscious due to excessive blood loss, and his flesh and blood were almost stuck to his clothes.

When the rescue doctors cut up the clothes, they discovered that there were interlayers sewn into the collar, cuffs, and even the pants and waistband, with a small note wrapped in layers of plastic sheeting.

It said crookedly: "My name is Huang Dawang. If you need anything, please call Huang Bo'an. The phone number is 189XXXX."

The nurse brought out an iron plate with a stack of small notes wrapped in plastic wrap stained with blood.

Each one has such handwriting.

"Brother! I'm sorry for you." Captain Huang took the iron plate with one hand, knelt down with a thud, and burst into tears!

Obviously this was his old brother before he died. He was worried about his son, but he also knew that the boy and his uncle couldn't get along, so he secretly sewed small notes on all the clothes.

I just hope that if something happens, someone can notify Captain Huang!

Captain Huang has been busy with work, family, and family relationships, and he has almost no contact with his estranged nephew. But the old brother who lacks intelligence is very thoughtful.

Captain Huang cried very sadly, and I finally managed to persuade him to stop.

But he still knelt upright in front of the operating room and couldn't get up for a long time!

It makes me sad to see it too!

As uncomfortable as it is, there is another extremely suspicious problem here. Huang Dawang was staying well at the construction site, so why did he go to the city and happen to encounter such a scene?

At this time, colleagues who heard the news also rushed over.

Some couldn't help wiping their tears secretly, while others hurried back to the police station in anger, trying to catch the driver of the garbage truck that caused the accident.

After a long time, the door of the operating room opened again.

Several doctors and nurses in white coats pushed the door open and saw a policeman kneeling straight at the door, with a large group of people standing behind him. They couldn't help but be startled.

Captain Huang used his knees as legs and climbed up quickly: "Doctor! How is the doctor?"

The doctor in charge shook his head slightly and said: "If we had sent him 10 minutes earlier, there would still be hope... We have tried our best, please forgive us."

When Captain Huang heard this, his body immediately softened.

"Yellow Team!"

"Yellow Team!"

Everyone yelled and quickly carried him into another emergency room.

Two nurses pushed the body out. It was covered with a layer of white cloth, but from his blood-stained clothes, it was still possible to tell that it was Huang Dawang.

I stepped forward and lifted up the white cloth and looked at it.

Huang Dawang's face was covered with blood and his eyes were wide-eyed, as if he was dying in pain.

I took out a requiem charm, pressed it under him, and slowly covered it with the white cloth.

People cannot be resurrected. I am not a miracle doctor, let alone have this ability.

But I can free the soul, especially for such a dead person. If he is allowed to drift away, he will become a lonely ghost and may never be able to reincarnate again.

Consider it my last gift to him!

Although we only met once, this young man was not only upright, but his actions before his death were even more commendable.

But the moment I twitched the soul talisman, I suddenly found that his fingers trembled! That was definitely not the muscle spasm of a dead body, but a very conscious struggle.

Tear it apart!

At the same time, the soul talisman pressing under him split into two pieces and fell lightly from the corpse bed.

wrong! This corpse actually has two souls at the same time.

"Wait a minute!" I shouted suddenly.

The nurse pushing the body was startled, looked back at me and said, "Sir, we understand your feelings, but people cannot be resurrected, so please forgive me."

I turned to the policeman next to me and said, "I need a separate room to push this body in. No one else is allowed in within an hour."

That policeman was one of the eight kings who participated in sealing Ji Jiao before. When he heard what I said, he hesitated for a moment and immediately understood.

"Okay!" After he said that, he took out his police ID card and asked the nurse.

I turned to the other policeman and stretched out my hand: "Give me your phone."

The policeman was a little confused, but he immediately took it out and handed it to me.

I quickly opened the notepad, wrote a long list of application things on it, and said urgently: "No matter what method I use, I want to see these things within half an hour, so I must be quick!"

"Okay! I'll be there right away." The policeman saluted me and rushed out of the hospital quickly.