"Ring ring ring"

Hearing the familiar ringtone of the phone, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes abruptly, sat up in shock in a dying illness, and suffered a cardiac arrest.

He took out the cell phone under the pillow and looked at the caller ID, it was Guan Ya.

Didn�t you just say you�ll go back tonight? Why did you call early in the morning? Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart, answered the phone, and said lazily:

"Sister Guan Ya, I don't think I need to disturb my erotic dream early in the morning, you are so good in the dream, you keep shaking your butt at me."

Guan Ya said angrily:

"Are you going to continue to watch me shake my butt in my dream, or follow us back to Songhai?"

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned: "Go back to Songhai? Didn't I tell you to wait in the hospital? I will handle this case. You don't need to worry about it, just wait for the news."

Guan Ya said: "You don't need to deal with it, because it has already been dealt with, and the attacker last night has been killed."

"What?!"

Zhang Yuanqing was shocked, and his sleepiness disappeared.

The attacker has been shot dead. Uncle Zhang is dead? !

Receiving this news unexpectedly, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly regained consciousness, fell into confusion, and sat on the bed blankly.

For about seven or eight seconds, he took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said very quickly:

"How do you determine the identity of the murderer? Where did you kill the murderer? Please explain the situation carefully."

Guan Ya's voice came from the speaker:

"This morning, when Wei Yuanzhou was patrolling the hospital, he caught the attacker last night. He successfully killed the enemy with a sneak attack, and the body has been transported back to the Jinghai City Public Security Department.

"The height is 1.7 meters, about 60 years old, the skin is very dark, the fingers are thick, and there are thick calluses. There are burn marks on his chest, and the tender flesh that grew overnight can also prove that the knife wound you caused is still there. "

It's Uncle Zhang. Zhang Yuanqing, who died in the hospital, thought of something for a moment. He felt his heart was pierced. He jumped up from the bed. He was wearing only a pair of boxers, and he was barefoot, striding forward. out of the room.

"Bang!"

With a sullen face, he kicked open the door of the standard room next door. The room was empty, and the bed where someone had been lying on it last night had been cleaned up.

Uncle Zhang has already left.

"Yuan Shi, what's wrong with you?" Guan Ya heard the kick on the door.

"I'm fine, Sister Guan Ya, please send me a photo, a photo of the attacker." Zhang Yuanqing looked at the empty bed.

"The body has been transported to the Public Security Department. I'm in the hospital. Well, I'll go to the Public Security Department now. Fortunately, it's not far away. Wait a minute." Guan Ya had no choice but to hang up the phone first.

Zhang Yuanqing returned to the room, put on his clothes and shoes quickly, entered the corridor, and walked up the stairs to the first floor.

He didn't even have the patience to wait for the elevator right now.

Hotel lobby.

The air conditioner was blowing cold air, and Madoka, wearing a white shirt and small suit, stood at the front desk with a straight figure.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she turned her head and took a cold look, then turned her head back, but turned halfway, then turned back again, looked at Yuanshi Tianzun's face, frowned and said: JrNovels.com