Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Xiao Wang shuddered at Director Li's tone, but seeing the terrible state of the ward and his unconscious crush...

He mustered his courage and reported quickly, "Director Li, I'm at Hongxing Hospital, but Qin Huairu is missing."

Her hospital bed was covered in blood, lots of blood.

Xiao Zhao and the others... the comrade guarding them has fainted and can't be woken up. Please send someone over quickly!

Has the Qinhuai River disappeared?

A pool of blood in the ward?

The guard is unconscious?

Director Li's hand gripping the phone receiver tightened suddenly; one problem after another had just been solved.

The Jia family's bodies had just been stolen, and now Qin Huairu is in trouble too?

What exactly is this evil spirit... or Yi Zhonghai and his group trying to do?

Does an exorcism ritual really require so many "materials"?

He forced himself to calm down quickly.

Now is not the time to investigate the cause; we must immediately take control of the scene and prevent the news from spreading.

At the same time... continue to cover up possible "exorcism" operations.

"understood."

"Protect the scene. Don't touch anything or move anything unnecessarily. I'll take people there right away. Xiao Wang,"

Director Li paused, his tone carrying a hint of "entrusting you with an important task": "You seem to be in good spirits. The station has a heavy workload right now, so I'll entrust the on-site care to you first."

"As for taking a break... I think we should forget about it. The situation is urgent. You should continue working until I get there."

On the other end of the phone, Xiao Wang's face instantly fell, looking like a wilted eggplant.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say that he was really tired and wanted to rest... but he couldn't help but listen to Director Li's unquestionable tone.

Looking at the mess before him, he swallowed all his words and could only weakly reply:

"Yes... Director, I understand."

I hung up the phone and returned to my ward.

Looking at the glaring bloodstains on the bed, Xiao Wang felt like crying but had no tears.

He just wanted to deliver breakfast and improve his relationship with the customer, but how did he end up in this terrible situation again?

"Xiao Wang..."

At that moment, a faint voice came.

Xiao Wang turned his head and saw that Xiao Zhao had slowly woken up, clutching the back of his neck, his face pale, his eyes full of lingering fear and unease.

Her best friend also woke up one after another. When they saw the bloodstains on the bed and the empty hospital bed, they were both terrified.

"Xiao Zhao, you're awake? How are you feeling?" Xiao Wang rushed over, wanting to help but not daring to (warning of being a hooligan), and asked with concern.

"We...we don't know what happened either..."

Xiao Zhao's voice trembled, "I just felt a pain in the back of my neck last night... and then I don't know anything anymore. What about Qin Huairu?"

Has something happened to her...? Will the director blame us for neglecting our duties? Will he charge us with dereliction of duty?

The more she talked, the more frightened she became, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Seeing Xiao Zhao's frightened expression, Xiao Wang's heart clenched, and he quickly comforted him:

"It's alright, it's alright. The director didn't mean to blame you. He'll bring people over right away. Just tell the truth that you were knocked unconscious from behind."

"Don't worry, too many strange things have happened these past two days. The director knows what's going on and won't make things difficult for you."

Hearing Xiao Wang say this, the two policewomen breathed a slight sigh of relief, but looking at the bloodstains all over the bed, their hearts were still hanging in the air.

In his heart, Xiao Wang cursed the bastard who knocked Xiao Zhao unconscious (whoever it was) a thousand times over.

She's his goddess, can't he be a little gentler?

To distract them from their worries and to clear up some doubts, Xiao Wang's gaze fell on Xiao Fang.

Somewhat uncertainly, she asked, "Xiaofang, I remember... your task last night was to watch over Comrade Li Zhaodi in the next ward, right? How come... you were with Xiao Zhao?"

Xiao Fang lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes. When she heard Xiao Wang ask her a question, her heart skipped a beat for no reason, and she felt her face getting hot.

She looked up at Xiao Wang, then quickly lowered her head again and whispered, "It's...it's Comrade Li Zhaodi in charge, but in this hospital, late at night, the corridors are long and dark, and I'm a little scared being alone."

Sister Zhao was also on duty alone, so we discussed it and figured that since the two wards were right next to each other, we could just leave the doors ajar.

We can hear everything... so staying together gives us courage.

As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer, tinged with embarrassment.

This is indeed a violation of regulations, but given the shadow of the serial murders at No. 95 Courtyard these past two days, it's understandable that the two young policewomen huddled together for warmth out of fear.

"Oh, I see."

Xiao Wang nodded in sudden realization, his doubts resolved.

He didn't mean to blame her; on the contrary, he felt that Xiaofang's behavior was quite genuine, and he would feel uneasy if he were guarding her alone.

"In special circumstances, it's understandable to look out for each other."

He paused, then remembered something else and frowned again: "By the way, how is Comrade Li Zhaodi doing?"

Her husband, Liu Haizhong, had an accident last night and is now gone.

The police station hasn't officially notified the family yet, but... we'll have to tell her sooner or later.

"What? Liu Haizhong is dead?"

Xiao Zhao and Xiao Fang exclaimed at the same time, their faces filled with shock.

They only knew that something big had happened in Nanluoguxiang last night, with flames shooting into the sky, but they didn't know the specific details.

"Um."

Xiao Wang nodded heavily, without offering further explanation, "The specifics will be explained to her in detail when the director arrives, or later by a colleague."

However, since we're here, and Li Zhaodi is next door, it's only right and proper that we go check on her first to make sure she's safe, and also... give her a heads-up so she can be mentally prepared.

His main concern was that if something could happen to Qin Huairu, it was hard to guarantee that Li Zhaodi wouldn't also be targeted.

Moreover, as Liu Haizhong's wife and a witness and suspect in the courtyard incident, Li Zhaodi's reaction may also provide clues.

Xiao Zhao and Xiao Fang exchanged a glance, both seeing tension and a sense of responsibility in each other's eyes.

Xiao Zhao stood up: "Xiao Wang is right, let's go check on her, just in case... just in case something happened to her too?"

She didn't dare say "missing" or "murdered," but the meaning was clear.

Xiaofang also stood up and whispered, "I'll go with you."

The three walked towards the next ward.

This ward was also a single-patient ward, with relatively simple conditions. The door was ajar, so they went straight in.

"Comrade Li Zhaodi? Wake up, we're from the police station, we have something we'd like to ask you about."

The person on the bed remained unresponsive, not even moving an inch.

"Sleeping so soundly?"

Xiao Wang was a little confused.

Logically speaking, after experiencing so many changes in her family and being taken to the hospital for guarding, Li Zhaodi should be a light sleeper and easily awakened.

Moreover, they had been inside for a while, and they were talking quite loudly...

Xiao Zhao and Xiao Fang also felt strange, and the two walked to the bedside.

"Aunt?"

Xiao Zhao tried calling out, and at the same time reached out and gently pushed Li Zhaodi's shoulder under the covers.

The body under the blanket did not seem to move or react naturally when pushed.

A chill ran through all three of them at the same time.

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