"Can't you find that car?" he asked with a frown.

"Unlicious vehicles, cars more than 20 years ago, it is difficult to find evidence now. It has been a long time since we started investigating them. Besides, they should have done this purpose in order not to be investigated, so they did it on purpose without leaving any clues." Inspector Luo narrowed his eyes and explained, reaching his big hand into his pocket, quickly took out a cigar, and handed it to Zhanbeicheng, "Do you want one?"

Zhan Beicheng slightly raised his hand to stop it, and then fell into deep thought.

Inspector Luo did not invite him anymore, stuffed the cigar into his mouth, ignited the fire leisurely, and enjoyed it. The light from the corner of his eyes swept the handsome face of Zhan Beicheng, which became colder because of contemplation, and sighed, "As long as people are alive, they can be found, don't worry. Now the main thing is to check whether people are still alive, and where have they gone after being rescued?"

Hearing this, a fierce light flashed through the dark eagle eyes of Zhan Beicheng, and a sneer came across his cold lips, "Uncle Luo can look for a hospital near the hospital. If he suffers such a serious injury and does not deal with it in time, that person will not come to save the person. See if there are any hospitals who have received patients with similar conditions that night, and especially doctors of the same age, see if there are any patients with similar conditions when they go out for treatment within the corresponding time. Although the possibility of a family doctor is not ruled out, it is also a clue compared to looking for needles in a haystack."

Inspector Luo nodded and teased, "I understand. I'll check you right away when I go back. Why are you so anxious to know the news about your mother-in-law? Didn't Xingye and your father-in-law think she is dead? Or would you like to give your wife a surprise?"

Zhan Beicheng stretched his waist and leaned on the back of the chair with some fatigue, saying in a depressed voice, "I don't have that free time, I'm having any surprises, I just encountered some unpleasant things."

"You have a lot of things. Not long ago, your mother asked me to investigate Wen Qinya's affairs. After reading the newspaper these days, I found out that she had stole your mother's works before. No wonder she saw your mother gritting her teeth. I think that she must be angry when she was plotting like this. Fortunately, the villain was now dealt with and became a rat crossing the street. Everyone shouted and beaten. It was so embarrassing. When I came here, I saw her just coming home with her own things from Rea, and was besieged by a large group of reporters. I guess it was because Rea had been unspoken. By the way, why did I hear that Rea and Yuekai merged?" Inspector Luo asked curiously.

Zhan Beicheng rubbed his eyebrows. He didn't pay attention to these business matters at all. He was busy with the military district alone, but he still knew some of Wen Qinya's affairs. His cold tone did not contain a trace of warmth, "She did not do anything wronged and would die of it. The clown jumped to the ground."

"Then you have to pay attention to this point. Women's minds are not as simple as we men imagine. Usually, such women will look for opportunities to retaliate in the future. It's no mistake to make your mother be careful. Unfortunately, they can't catch her enough handle now, otherwise she can be with her mother. Otherwise, I'll find a chance for you?"

Nodding, Zhan Beicheng said in a deep voice, "Thank you in advance, I will remind my mother."

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It was already evening when I drove to the hospital alone. I walked towards Wenweida's ward with the carefully prepared food in my hand.

As soon as the door opened, Comrade Xiao Meng, who had always been vigilant, subconsciously turned around. After seeing the tall body of Zhan Beicheng, he immediately stood up admirably and was about to salute, "Shen..."

As soon as he spoke, he was stopped by Zhan Beicheng. His deep eyes were soft and colorful. He looked at the slender figure on the sofa and slowly slowed down carefully.

"You go back to have a meal first and give the information on my table to the commander. I won't go back tonight and I will have sex on time tomorrow morning." Zhan Beicheng lowered his voice and reminded Xiao Meng.

"Yes! Chief of Staff!" Xiao Meng replied in a low voice.

Zhan Beicheng slowly took out the key from his lichen pocket and handed it to Xiao Meng, "Driving the car back, it's still raining, and the road is not easy to walk."

"But how are you going back tomorrow?" Xiao Meng raised his eyes and looked at Zhanbei City with some concern.

"I have asked my family to send someone to drive a car." Zhan Beicheng replied, throwing the key in his hand into Xiao Meng's arms. Xiao Meng reacted very quickly. He stretched out his big hand and took the key cleanly. "The Chief of Staff, I will go back first, come here tomorrow morning..."

After receiving the promise of Zhan Beicheng, Xiao Meng quickly left the ward.

Wen Weida still lay down in a bad mood. The little bits on the bracket changed to bottle after bottle. His lips were already a little bit dry and pale and bloodless. Xingye, who was sleeping on the sofa, was frowning, and they were all people who were not worry-free.

And just a small squeak sound of closing the door, Xingye, who had just not been asleep, was awakened.

He quickly got up, Qiu Tong immediately subconsciously looked at the hospital bed, and found that the person lying on it had not yet responded, so he lost his face again.

"Wake up? Are you hungry?" The soft voice was accompanied by a hint of sensibility.

Xingye noticed Zhan Beicheng, who was standing beside him, rubbed his eyes and sighed, "Why am I asleep?"

"Because you are too tired." The warm big hand wiped the white and delicate face and neatly tidied up the messy black hair for her. "I'll ask the driver to come and pick you up, go back and wash it well, and have a rest. I can stay here tonight, be obedient!"

Xingye was stunned, turned his head and looked at Wen Weida, and finally shook his head, looking very lonely, "I'm not relieved, he treats me well... Besides, this matter was caused by my mother. It's been more than twenty years. How many twenty years can there be in life? A lifetime... I still owe him too much. I want to repay it with my ability. I hope he can get better in the future and live a happier life. In that way, my father and I will feel at ease."

"There is no rush to pay back at this moment. In the future, you can take a lot of time to pay back. Look at yourself. Do you think you are suitable for being here with you in your current situation?"

Hearing this, Xingye lowered his head and looked at him. His whole body was messy, his head was a little dizzy, and he suddenly became speechless. He sighed and had to grab the messy hair. He looked at Wen Weida with concern. Then Xu Ran met the deep black eyes of Zhan Beicheng, "Then wait for him to wake up and hang up the phone immediately."

"Yes, OK." Zhan Beicheng nodded happily, "Come on, let's have the food first, and then go back."

"No need, you keep it for midnight snacks, then I'll leave first." Xingye stood up powerlessly, taking heavy steps tired and was about to walk towards the door, but at this time, a darkness passed through her head, and she was almost about to fall. She subconsciously grabbed Zhan Beicheng's shoulder and barely stabilized her body. She has been busy too much recently and her body can't stand it. In addition, she has not had any appetite for a day and has lost a lot of physical strength.

Zhan Beicheng quickly supported Xingye, and the worries and care that appeared in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Eat the meal first."

It was no longer a negotiable tone. The semi-command tone was mixed with some undeniable strength. She pulled Xingye down, pressed her onto the sofa, and then served her a meal neatly.

"Why don't you pick up the chopsticks quickly? Do you like me to feed you?" A fire flashed in his silent eyes, feeling distressed and angry. His black eyes jumping with sparks locked Xingye's pale face tightly. He was too lazy to say anything. He grabbed the big claws into the bag, took out the chopsticks, picked up a large piece of braised pork and sent it to Xingye's mouth, "Eat!"

With such a sudden strong attitude, Xingye had to give in. Even if he was in a bad mood, he should not worry those who care about him. The cold eyes were filled with a faint cool light. He took a light breath and had to reach out to take the chopsticks from Zhan Beicheng's hand, "I'll eat."

As he said that, he lowered his head and started to eat silently.

Afterwards, while the nurse came to change the dressings, Zhan Beicheng sent Xingye into the car and told the old driver a few words before letting the car leave. However, Miss Xingye just went home to take a bath, rushed away all her fatigue, and then returned to the hospital...

When Wen Weida woke up, it was the next morning. He remembered that when he was sleeping in a daze and didn't want to wake up, there seemed to be a voice in his ear saying, "Feng Lina is not dead, she may still be alive." This voice began to echo in his mind for a long time, so he began to struggle hard to get rid of the floating and untouched feeling. Occasionally, a cold voice could be heard whispering in his ears.

At that time, Zhan Beicheng had just left not long ago. Xingye was sitting by the bed, quietly looking at the drops of potion, dripping from the infusion tube. The plain hand, which was placed beside the bed, suddenly felt that it seemed to be touched by something cold, so he slowly lowered his head and saw that Wen Weida's hand was trembling slightly. A faint light of relief suddenly ignited in the star pupils that had been depressed for a long time.

"Secretary Wang, Uncle Wen woke up and called the doctor over immediately." She finally breathed a sigh of relief, thank God, finally woke up.

Secretary Wang, who was leaning on the sofa, immediately shuddered and lost all sleepiness. He walked to the bed with big strides and saw that Wen Weida's eyelids were moving and he breathed a sigh of relief, "I can rest assured now. I finally woke up. I will call the doctor immediately."

After saying that, he walked out the door with big strides.

The thin fingers were slightly clenched, and the heavy eyelids finally moved slowly, and the silent but still empty eyes opened...

"Uncle Wen?" A clear voice came, accompanied by the clear and clear spring, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Wen Weida's empty eyes moved silently, and slowly looked at Xingye in front of her, but a deep pain flashed in her eyes, "How could I be here?"

Xingye lowered his eyes darkly, straightened his waist, stretched out his bare hands, poured a glass of water, "Uncle Wen drinks some water first, you should be hungry, I'll go and prepare some porridge for you."

"No need to be busy with Xingye. How long have I been sleeping?" Wen Weida spoke weakly, struggling to hold the bed. He wanted to get up, but found that he had no strength at all, so he slightly supported himself, but soon fell back.

Seeing this, Xingye had to put the cup at the head of the cabinet, turn around, gently lift Wen Weida up, raise the pillow, and then hand over the water.

"It's been one or two nights. Secretary Wang discovered you and sent you to the hospital in time." He sat slowly on the bed. Xingye's eyes were very dim, even dim than the stars in the cold rainy night. His cold voice was very ethereal, as if it came from the silent valley. "Why do you have to? No matter how you do, your mother can't see it. This will only make her feel that she owes you even more."

"Thank you for your care and care these two days, I'm very satisfied." Wen Weida did not take Xingye's words, but changed the topic.

"You just woke up and are still weak. Don't talk about this for now. Have a good rest. Secretary Wang has already gone to invite a doctor. I'll get some food for you." Xingye did not deliberately touch Wen Weida's scar, just because he was worried that he would still not be able to see it.

Looking at Xingye's haggard and slightly pale face, there was indescribable fatigue in his black eyes. In fact, Wen Weida was still very moved. How good would it be if she was his daughter and Lina? He suddenly envied Endo Lingchuan. At least, Endo Lingchuan still has a reason to survive, but what about him? He had nothing! His father was willing to force him to use his marriage as a bargaining chip for politics. As a result, he angered his mother to death.

, also lived in pain for most of his life. He hated Liu Sisi, hated her for any means, hated his father, hated him for being unkind, so he wanted to take revenge and make her have nothing. But when this goal was achieved, he felt that he was not as happy as he imagined, and he was unable to live. It's okay, in this life, it is destined to be a tragedy. In this world, there will be no tragedy on which day? It's just that today is this tragedy, and tomorrow is the continuation of another tragedy.

He looked at Xingye silently. Wen Weida didn't say anything anymore. He just closed his eyes silently. He looked extremely calm on his face. Xingye smiled bitterly in his heart, and he had to help him lie down again.

Secretary Wang, who went to call the doctor, rushed back soon.

"Mr. Wen! You have finally woken up!" He strode forward and was about to rush to the edge of the bed, but Xingye stopped him.

"He still needs rest. By the way, you can notify the people from Wenzhai to come, after all..." Xingye whispered.

Secretary Wang nodded in understanding, lowered his voice and replied in a low voice, "Miss Xingye, you need not say anything, I understand, I will call the master now."

The doctor came over quickly, carefully examined Wen Weida several times, and then nodded, indicating that the danger period was over, but there were still some hidden reminders to pay attention to some things.

Standing quietly at the end of the bed, the stones in my heart fell to the ground. I closed my eyes with some sadness. I suddenly turned my head in a daze and looked at the distant sky through the clean floor-to-ceiling window. The crystal raindrops kept falling and landing on the floor-to-ceiling window. Facing the faint light, there was a colorful scene...

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OK, I also admit that I can't bear to end Uncle Wen, but what will happen next? Wen Qinya's identity will be exposed tomorrow, so stay tuned...
Chapter completed!