Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

He Yang ignored him, walked to the door, put on his out shoes and left the residence.

People who also drove when they went out quickly drove their newly bought vehicles away from this lot with a monthly rent of [-].

In the building, Yi Renxin was still sitting on the sofa eating a family-sized ice cream alone. When the other person in the room left, he stood up holding the things in his arms, walked to the balcony in the distance and looked down. floor-to-ceiling windows.

The slender fingers with well-defined bones tapped on the glass, and chuckled softly, "It's so sad that one person loses his life in such a bright sunshine."

The human beings who made him feel sad had no idea that the god of death had come.

Yang Youwei drove the car out of the house and went to a roadside fruit stand halfway to buy some fruit and put it in the passenger seat.

One of the apples was thrown by him at his feet, and it just happened to be stuck on his brakes.

Someone who was very clear about this drove the new car near his daughter's former company building, and Yang You, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had never been calmer than this moment in his life.

The fingers on the steering wheel were so hard that the veins bulged, and the eyes were fixed on the company door, waiting for the man to come out at [-]:[-] noon as usual.

While he was waiting, a gray Land Rover passed by him, and He Yang drove the car with one hand into the underground garage of the building that Yang Youwei was watching.

The person who parked the vehicle took out the materials he had prepared in advance and walked into the interior of the building.

In the business department on the [-]th floor, a young man was about to go to the bathroom. He left his independent office in high spirits and prepared to ask someone to go downstairs for dinner.

When passing through the exit of the safe passage, he thought that he had received several strange text messages this morning, and the other party asked him to call back the other party before twelve noon.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the watch that cost 30 yuan. On the dial, there were only two minutes left before twelve o'clock.

People who had already taken the elevator down the stairs in normal times shifted their footsteps and opened the door of the safe passage today. By the way, they turned on the phone that sent messages on their mobile phones and dialed this phone number.

He Yang stood above the safe passage on the [-]th floor, looked at the person standing in the stairwell below with cold eyes, took out the wooden storage stick prepared in his pocket, mounted it, aimed it at the opponent's thigh and shot at it.

The small and inaudible sound of the wooden warehouse came from the ears. He Yang had already retracted the wooden warehouse, jumped out from the window of the safe passage on the nineteenth floor with a rope, and grabbed the rope that fell from the twentieth floor and appeared directly on the twenty-eighth floor. In an unoccupied office on the second floor.

When he put away the rope and closed the window and sat on the chair just now, a mature woman in a black suit opened the door and walked in, "Mr. I'm really sorry, and I've always wanted to apologize to you again."

"It's okay, I believe that your company's behavior last time was not intentional."

The noise on the [-]th floor didn't affect the interview on the [-]th floor at all. When the police arrived here after receiving the news and banned all employees from entering and leaving the [-]th floor, He Yang had already finished the interview and took the elevator all the way accompanied by the other party. Go to the basement level and drive away from here.

Yang Youwei, who had been waiting patiently on the side of the road, watched helplessly as the time on his mobile phone changed from twelve o'clock to twelve fifteen, and the figure that should appear on time did not leave the building at all.

He even heard the sound of sirens coming this way, and soon the sound of an ambulance followed.

Yang Youwei, who was sitting in the car, thought his plan had been exposed, and sat there sweating profusely and dared not move.

When the Public Security Bureau received a call to the police, it learned that someone in a building in the urban area was shot and sent to the hospital.

The local special police were dispatched to the scene immediately.

Police cars came one after another, and when the first police car arrived, no one in the entire building was allowed to enter or leave.

However, the situation on the [-]th floor was special at that time. In the chaos, many people rushed out in fear and stood on the square.

When Zhou Jianming arrived with his people, he saw that all the office workers had run down after receiving the news at the entrance of the building. They went up to the [-]th floor just in time to see the ambulance carrying the wounded down.

"Where is the injury?" Zhou Jianming took off the patient's clothes, saw the bleeding on his thigh, and turned on the flashlight to take a look at the wound. "It was a penetrating injury, caused by the mouth of the wooden warehouse."

"Hey, do you remember who opened the wooden warehouse? Do you know someone or don't?"

Zhou Jianming patted the patient who was still unconscious.

He Yuping's aching teeth were chattering, half of which was pain and the other half was fear. He tremblingly pointed in the direction of the safe passage, "I didn't see clearly, the call came from the top of the stairs."

After saying this, he couldn't help urging the medical staff on the side, "Hurry up! Save my leg!"

Zhou Jianming signaled Ye Cheng to follow.

Ye Cheng understood, put away the wooden warehouse and left here with the ambulance personnel, got into the ambulance and went to the hospital.

Also on the way to the hospital was He Yang, who arrived at the hospital 10 minutes earlier, sitting quietly in the underground garage.

Ten minutes later, He Yangguan changed into his clothes, got out of the car, closed the door and went upstairs.

Downstairs in the building where the accident happened, a trembling figure stood among the crowd of office workers.

Yang Youwei listened to what those young people were discussing, and they said that someone was injured upstairs and someone opened a wooden warehouse.

He looked at the strange faces in front of him, trying to find He Yuping's figure, but he looked at each face again, but still couldn't find the whereabouts of that person.

The person who found nothing stood at the bottom of the building, looking up at the suffocatingly high building, feeling dizzy for a while.

"It's not good! Someone fainted!"

"Call an ambulance quickly!"

Soon another ambulance arrived and took the unconscious Yang Youwei away to the same hospital.

He Yuping, who came in first, was sent to the emergency operating room to remove the things in his thighs.

Yang Youwei who followed from behind woke up just after finishing the examination, but the core was changed after he woke up.

Song Jianyu sat in the ward and listened to the nurse's instructions, telling him not to move around. He had just finished the examination but the results had not yet come out. He fainted on the side of the road just now.

"thank you, I know now."

After Song Jianyu thanked the nurse, he pressed his hand on the place where the blood was drawn just now, while looking around to see if Yang Ling's father had done anything wrong before he came.

After the blood stopped bleeding from his wrist, Song Jianyu took out the mobile phone from his pocket.

Seeing the messages he ordered Zhao Juan to send, she directly called the other party, "It's me, I don't need to send them for now."

Zhao Juan, who had been holding the phone with her heart hanging, was relieved when she heard the voice on the phone.

When Song Jianyu and other nurses didn't pay attention to him, the person who climbed off the bed and landed on his feet moved his limbs, making sure that he didn't feel any pain, and started walking outside.

Near the emergency room, he saw Ye Cheng standing here too.

Just wondering if Qin Shiguan was also here, he walked a few steps forward and saw He Yang in a white coat appearing in the corridor.

He Yang, wearing glasses, brushed past Ye Cheng with a cold expression. When he passed by Song Jianyu, He Yang sensed the other party's strange eyes on him, looking at Song Jianyu's face coldly like an ice knife. Scan inch by inch.

After confirming that the other party was a complete stranger, He Yang passed Song Jianyu's side.

"He Yang."

Song Jianyu turned around and stopped the young man who was about to leave.

The passing figure stopped, and slowly turned to look at him, He Yang's hand in his pocket clenched Mu Cangzhi, and he looked at the old man with wrinkled face and gray hair in front of him, "Do you know me? "

Song Jianyu didn't answer, but looked at the hand he had been keeping in his pocket.

No matter how much he didn't want to think about the location of the wooden warehouse where the suitcase was now, he had to admit a fact now.

He Yang is very likely to do illegal behavior here.

The current appearance of this person is undoubtedly the real murderer of 863 who was seen wearing a white coat in the No. [-] City Hospital back then.

"Maybe you don't know me, but I know you and I want to talk to you."

"Now?"

Song Jianyu nodded, "Now."

Confirming that the other party wanted to continue talking here, He Yang took the lead and walked in the direction he had just come, with Song Jianyu following behind him.

The two passed by Ye Cheng, Ye Cheng looked at the back of the old No. [-] middle school, and thought that the old man was following the doctor to treat his illness.

Song Jianyu followed He Yang to an empty linen room. As soon as Song Jianyu entered and closed the door, someone pushed his hand against the wall, "Who are you? What do you know! Say it!"

Cold hands pinched his throat and told him all he knew.

In the room where no one turned on the light, Song Jianyu couldn't see He Yang's appearance clearly, but he thought of the young man who was raised by a scar in the last week and never suffered, but now he appeared here in this appearance , with a bitter voice, "He Yang, how did you become like this."