Trafford’s Trading Club

Lin Feng looked at the time and after doing this, half a day passed.

He just walked out of the doctor's office and hurried to the special ward. As soon as he opened the door, Lin Feng said directly: "Hurry up, I'll go outside to buy something to eat. What do you want to eat..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw an empty hospital bed. Lin Feng ran to the hospital bed without thinking. He saw that the handcuffs used to cuff Zhao Ru had been broken, and only half of them were still hanging on the guardrail of the hospital bed.

Next to him, his colleague, the policewoman, couldn't wake up at this time. She didn't know how she fell into a coma.

Lin Feng was shocked and suddenly broke into a cold sweat. He could only call back for help.

"Oh no, Ma Sir, Zhao Ru is missing!"

"What? Oops..." I heard Ma Houde being shocked and angry, and then a sound of pain, as if he had hit somewhere on his body, "How could the person disappear?"

"I don't know yet, but the doctor and I went through the formalities and went out for a while. Xiao Ke was here to watch, but after I came back, Xiao Ke couldn't wake up. It was used to lock Zhao Ru's handcuffs also seemed to have been sawed open by something, and the cuts were very neat... I thought someone might have kidnapped her."

"How long before and after?"

"About ten minutes...no more than thirteen minutes!"

"I got it." Ma Houde said quickly: "If Xiao Ke can't wake her up, let her stay in the hospital. You go and check the hospital's surveillance immediately and see what's found... In thirteen minutes, she can't walk far! "

"clear!"

Inside the police station, Private Ma turned off the phone and quickly ordered his subordinates to go to work without caring about the knee he just knocked.

"All bus stations, train stations, airports, etc., as well as the owners of those pheasants, please notify me!" Mahoude clapped his hands vigorously: "Get out of here and work!! Quick, quick, quick!"

He almost drove everyone out of the department.

At this time, Wang Yuechuan, who regarded the conference room as his temporary office, opened the door and walked out. Seeing the bustle of people in this department, he couldn't help but frown slightly and asked casually: "What happened?"

If this guy had been obediently hiding in the conference room reading documents, Ma Private might not have planned to trouble him right away, but this guy walked out on his own in shock and couldn't help but said angrily: "Comrade Wang, I know what good things you have done. Really? Zhao Ru was kidnapped in the hospital!"

Wang Yuechuan's face suddenly darkened, and he walked out of the conference room directly, saying solemnly: "Why did you let someone take her away, but your people didn't take good care of her?"

Ma Houde snorted coldly: "I trust my men to do things! Now one of my men is lying unconscious in the hospital! And you didn't tell me what you and Zhao Ru said! Why was she robbed? Let’s go! You should know better than me! Originally, who made this woman unconscious and needed to be sent to the hospital for treatment? Comrade Wang! "

Facing Ma Houde's question, Wang Yuechuan was silent for a moment, seeming to be thinking about something. After a while, he walked directly back to the conference room, put on his clothes and then walked out, "Where is the hospital that Zhao Ru sent to? Take me there."

"What do you want to do? Do you think she will still be hiding in the hospital waiting for you to catch her?"

"No." Wang Yuechuan said seriously: "Officer Ma, if you want to know anything, just take me there. I'm not looking for Zhao Ru, but I'm looking for any trace of that guy."

"That guy?" Mahoude was stunned and frowned: "Which guy?"

"A scumbag."

Ma Houde didn't know who the scum Wang Yuechuan was referring to, but he clearly felt that Wang Yuechuan looked like a vicious dog at this moment.

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Because it was an open day, there was no work in the prison today. Even though no one came to visit, some prisoners were able to get relatively "free" time to move around.

But Feng Guichun obviously chose to stay in his bed and sleep at this time.

Probably sleeping? This rainy weather... Looking at the dim environment in the cell, Zhou Xiaokun couldn't help but think of this. He did not bother Feng Guichun. He knew that it would be safer for Lao Feng to be alone at this moment.

Zhou Xiaokun's bed was just to the left of Feng Guichun's bed, and there was nothing to do. He fell asleep soon after.

There were not many people in the cell at the moment. Feng Guichun suddenly lifted the quilt and glanced at Zhou Xiaokun's position. Then he gently picked up his pillow, and then lifted the quilt. What was underneath the quilt was what Lao Feng had always treasured. photo.

For many years, every time he went to bed at night, he would take a look at it before falling asleep.

Over the years, his eyesight has gradually deteriorated.

Old Feng closed his eyes and moved his body so that his back was under the window. Only the light transmitted through the iron window allowed him to see the photo clearly in the dark cell.

It couldn't be simpler, just a picture of a father holding his daughter, with nothing more than his home in the background.

But after many years, Lao Feng has never gotten tired of it.

Old Feng stretched out his hand and gently touched the little girl's face in the photo, over and over again. Finally, he gently hugged the photo, leaned on the bed, and said to himself: "I know you don't want to See me...I don’t blame you..."

He closed his eyes, feeling really tired.

In his daze, Old Feng suddenly heard a voice, very soft, as if right next to his ear... someone was talking.

He said: Have you given up and not seen your daughter?

Is that your inner voice? Lao Feng didn't know... He just subconsciously thought: I don't want to drag her down, and it was right for her not to see me...

The voice continued: However, it is very likely that after the wedding is completed, she will leave this place and never come back again. You will not even have the chance to see her for the last time.

Lao Feng thought sadly: It doesn't matter... I just want to know that she is happy.

The voice said patiently: If you don't see your daughter, how do you know whether she is happy or not? Aren't you worried about whether that man is treating her well? Don't you want to see what your daughter looks like now? Don't you want to hold her hand again?

I want...but I...she won't come to see me...I'm dragging her down, I'm dragging her down.

Come on... come on... if you are willing... come on, come on... we can make your wish come true... come on, come on... as long as you wish, as long as you are willing to give something, your wish It can be realized... Come on...

That voice lingered in Lao Feng's ears.

That was the sound Taiyinzi made while pinching his own throat.

But seeing Old Feng's reaction gradually calming down, Taiyinzi suddenly opened his mouth.

your sister! I'm a veteran and I'm so committed to my performance, but you didn't react? ?

I saw Feng Guichun...Old Feng, falling into a deep sleep. (To be continued.)