Luoyang was awakened by the sound of water. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on his back on the ground with a blue spire above his head, which was very high, like an old-style shed.

My neck hurts a little, it’s a long time ago. Luoyang feels it’s very real. It probably hurts a lot, although I only feel a little bit of pain.

I wanted to sit up, but found that my hands were tied up. After rushing hard, I found that I couldn't get it away and tied it very strongly.

Yang Yang turned his face and wanted to sit up sideways, but was stunned when he saw the person lying beside him.

"Uncle Zhan?" Luoyang moved over and found Zhan Zhao's eyes closed.

Luoyang called for a while, and Zhan Zhao had no intention of waking up at all. He was a little scared. He went up and listened, and found that Zhan Zhao's heartbeat and breathing were very weak.

"Ha..." A chuckle suddenly came from behind.

Luoyang suddenly turned around and saw a man standing not far away, holding an empty iron barrel in his hand. Luoyang knew that it was a gasoline barrel. At the same time, he also smelled the strong smell of gasoline around him. He turned around and found that this was a place similar to a paint workshop, with many cartons around... And the person who threw the barrel aside with a clang was Lan Chenglin.

"You, what did you do to Uncle Zhan?" Luoyang glared at Lan Chenglin, rubbed his hands hard, trying to break free from the rope.

"Ha..." Lan Chenglin smiled and shook his head, "Little thing, have you ever heard of succinine?"

Luoyang is puzzled.

"Succinine is a limited-used and muscle relaxant. If it is used in small amounts, it is a very poisonous substance. "The smile on Lan Chenglin's face expanded.

"You..." Luoyang was a little scared and turned around and rubbed his head against Zhan Zhao, finding that he was still not awake.

"I sprayed him some," Lan Chenglin took out his lighter, with a hint of brows on his face, "Do you know, I hate two people the most in my life!"

Luoyang stared at the lighter in his hand, thinking in his mind that if he had ignited the fire...

"One is Luo Wen, the other is Bai Yutang!" Lan Chenglin gritted his teeth, "Luo Wen is dead, but he will harm me even if he dies!" Lan Chenglin gasped violently because of excitement, "As for Bai Yutang... if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been so miserable!"

With a "click", Lan Chenglin laughed, "Perhaps Bai Yutang will arrive soon... Zhan Zhao used muscle relaxant. Once thick smoke is inhaled, he will definitely die!"

Luoyang's face turned pale, and Lan Chenglin continued, "Originally, they just asked me to send you over, but I changed my mind. When I thought of Bai Yutang watching Zhan Zhao die in front of me, I felt so comfortable that I couldn't say!"

After saying that, he retreated back, retreated behind the rolling gate, raised his hand and threw the lighter. In an instant, the flames rushed up, and as the flames extended by gasoline quickly surrounded Zhan Zhao and Luoyang in the middle. Lan Chenglin laughed and pulled down the rolling gate.

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Zhao Zhen was afraid of being discovered, so he didn't dare to follow him too closely. He saw the car rented into a large factory from afar. He stopped the car outside the door and the phone kept talking. Bai Yutang kept talking to him to determine the location.

When Zhao Zhen opened the car door, he put down Lisbon and saw that Lisbon came and looked at the back. Zhao Zhen also turned around and opened his mouth in surprise. Bai Yutang's car rushed in as if it was flying.

"Where is the person?" Bai Yutang rushed out of the car. Zhao Zhen was frightened by his face and pointed at the factory, "It's gone in. It's very big here, and Lisbon should be able to find it." As he said, he patted Lisbon's head. Without waiting for Zhao Zhen to speak, Lisbon had already run into the factory, and Bai Yutang also followed.

Zhao Zhen wanted to chase after him, but saw several police cars driving in from afar.

"Where is my brother?" Bai Chi rushed out of the car, his voice trembling with trembling voice, his eyes were red with anxiety.

Zhao Zhen didn't know what to say, but just pointed inside and signaled everyone to go in together.

Bai Yutang followed Lisbon around the factory, but there were a lot of used tires around, so Lisbon seemed to turn a little, and turned around for a few times, yelling in a hurry.

Bai Yutang calmed down, walked over and raised Lisbon's big head, and whispered: "Calm down, now you can only rely on you, feel it well!"

Lisbon stopped growling, gradually calmed down, turned his head suddenly, and stared at the distance.

Bai Yutang looked along his sight and saw a thick stream of smoke rising from the top of a factory building not far away.

Before he could think too much, Bai Yutang rushed towards the factory building like a flying girl.

The fire expanded rapidly. Not long after, Bai Chi and others in the distance also saw it. When everyone rushed to the factory not far away, they happened to see Bai Yutang smashing the factory window with a triangular iron and rushing into the fire. With him, Lisbon rushed in.

"Brother!" Bai Chi looked at the factory that was surrounded by a raging fire. Others from SCI wanted to rush in, but were stopped by the special police team. "It will only get in the way now..."

Before he could finish his words, the window where Bai Yutang rushed into was blocked by Lieyan.

Zhao Zhen took out his cell phone and called an ambulance and fire truck, while others were staring at the fire.

Time passed by seconds, and those waiting outside felt that the fire was burning in their hearts, and they all forgot how they breathed.

Just then, with a "boom", the window on the other side was smashed by a flying chair, and then Lisbon jumped out, lying on his body, Lisbon's tail was on fire. Everyone's hearts were in their throats, and Bai Yutang jumped out of the window with unconscious Zhan Zhao.

Everyone at SCI was so shocked that they took a breath, and Bai Yutang's arm caught fire.

Ma Han and others quickly went up to use their clothes to help him put out the fire, but found that something was wrong with Bai Yutang. He didn't look at everyone at all, and did external chest compressions and artificial respiration for Zhan Zhao. Only then did everyone realize that Zhan Zhao had no breathing.

"Succinyl!" Luoyang, who was still awake, shouted, "Lan Chenglin sucked succinyl for Uncle Zhan."

Everyone gasped, this move was too cruel.

Bai Yutang didn't know if he was crazy or calm down, but he didn't react. He just repeated the external pressure of chest and artificial respiration over and over again, and repeatedly called "caoer".

There was a faint smell of burnt in the air, which was actually caused by a large burn on Bai Yutang's arm. However, time gradually passed, Zhan Zhao still did not breathe, hope gradually faded, everyone's hearts became colder, Chi had already squatted aside and started crying.

Just as the sound of an ambulance whistle sounded in the distance, Zhan Zhao suddenly coughed softly.

Everyone present probably never felt the sound of coughing in their lives.

"Cat?" Bai Yutang gently patted Zhan Zhao's cheek. Zhan Zhao's consciousness, who had coughed twice, was still blurred, but he had breathed... Bai Yutang's tears fell down, but he had a smile on his face.

The ambulance staff immediately sent Zhan Zhao, Luoyang and Bai Yutang into the ambulance. Bai Chi followed the ambulance to the hospital. The firetruck also arrived and the firefighters began to put out the fire. The SCI people had already flew to the hospital, and they all got in the car one after another.

The ambulance left.

Zhao Zhen stood there without moving. He was still in a daze. In front of him was the scene when Bai Yutang was pressing Zhan Zhao externally. Just then, Lisbon beside him suddenly roared and stared at the back of the factory.

Zhao Zhen thought about it, put his hands in his pockets, and with Lisbon, he flashed to the back of the factory, and saw a person in disarray looking sneakily towards the fire.

He made a move to silence Lisbon, and Lisbon calmed down obediently, Zhao Zhen looked at the man without hesitation.

Just saw the man observing the situation of the fire, and his face seemed a little uneasy.

Zhao Zhen thought about it, flashed behind the man, and suddenly screamed: "Lan Chenglin!"

The man jumped up in shock and turned around. The shock in his eyes told Zhao Zhen that he was Lan Chenglin.

"Who are you?" Lan Chenglin stared at Zhao Zhen with alert, "Police?"

Zhao Zhen shrugged and shook his head. At this time, Lisbon also walked out and sat next to Zhao Zhen. Lan Chenglin saw the huge African white lion and his face changed color.

"What do you want?" Lan Chenglin took out the gun at his waist. Before he could aim, he saw Zhao Zhen swing his hand and a flying knife had stably pierced the back of his hand.

"Ah..." Lan Chenglin shouted in pain, his gun fell to the ground, held his injured hand, and leaned against the wall, "You want to arrest me to the police station?"

Zhao Zhen shook his head.

"You... are you his person?" Lan Chenglin's face became even more terrified.

Zhao Zhen found it interesting and shook his head again.

"You, who are you?" Lan Chenglin stared at Zhao Zhen.

"I didn't like to meddle in other people's business." Zhao Zhen touched his chin, as if he was talking to himself. "However, I have grown up so old that I have never seen a man as sad. If Zhan Zhao was really dead... I don't know what would happen to Bai Yutang."

Speaking of this, Zhao Zhen stopped, stared at Lan Chenglin's face, and said, "Your face just now had a refreshing expression."

Lan Chenglin said nothing. He felt that the person in front of him seemed to be a normal person, but he was a little different from a normal person.

"I was very upset with your cheerful expression." Zhao Zhen smiled and took out the phone, "So, I want to cheer with it."

"You...what do you want to do?" Lan Chenglin felt something was wrong.

"I want you to learn some lessons so that I can feel happy." Zhao Zhen gently tapped his chin with the phone, "But it seems that you know a lot, so you have to get some information from you to help the SCI people solve the case."

Lan Chenglin opened his eyes wide and stared at Zhao Zhen, not understanding what he wanted.

"So...I think there is someone who will probably be very interested in you." After that, he called.

When the phone was answered, Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "Hello, look for Bai Jintang."

...

Lan Chenglin wanted to escape, but Lisbon sat beside him and watched him. As long as he moved a little, he would hear an amazing lion roar.

Ten minutes later, a black car stopped behind Zhao Zhen, and the twins were the ones who opened the door.

"Brother has gone to the hospital. It's not that you said he doesn't know yet. Maybe Yutang won't make anyone disturb him." Ding Zhaolan walked up and nodded to Zhao Zhen, "Brother asked me to bring a word, saying thank you for saving his two younger brothers. As long as we can help in the future, just say it."

Zhao Zhen nodded, smiling with a little meaningful meaning, "This is not bad."

Ding Zhaohui was not as calm as Zhaolan. He had long been eyeing Lan Chenglin on the ground. The first thing he did when he walked over was to put something like chewing on Lan Chenglin so that he could not close his mouth.

He patted his face gently, Zhao Hui smiled and said, "At a moment, you may think, it would be better if you don't have this..." While saying that, he approached him and said coldly, "Without it, you can bite off your tongue and get rid of it soon... Don't worry, I will definitely treat you well."

Lan Chenglin, who was shaking his head, got into the car. Ding Zhaolan also thanked Zhao Zhen, turned around and drove away.

Zhao Zhen gently untied the collar of his shirt, looked down at Lisbon, and asked with a smile: "It's really very refreshing, right?"

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In the hospital, the smell of disinfectant will never make people happy. In the private ward, Bai Yutang was wrapped in thick gauze on his hands, and sat beside the bed staring at Zhan Zhao lying quietly with an oxygen hood.

When the doctor came out of the emergency room and told him that Zhan Zhao was fine and could be discharged after two days of resting, Bai Yutang felt that he had come back to life. Then, his whole left hand hurt like a heart-wrenching pain. When he raised his hand, he laughed and burned a large area.

He reached out and grabbed Zhan Zhaolu's hand outside the quilt. He felt it was warm. Bai Yutang felt sincere satisfaction. The doctor urged him several times to take painkillers, but he didn't want to eat it. He felt a little dizzy after eating that thing. He wanted to wait for Zhan Zhao to wake up, despite the scorching pain on his hands.

He stared at Zhan Zhao's face quietly. Before he knew it, it was dark and gradually brighter. The man's long eyelashes finally began to tremble. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze.

Bai Yutang was not very excited, but just wanted to squeeze Zhan Zhao's cheek when he woke up in the morning, and smiled: "Maoer, are you awake?"

Zhan Zhao blinked and spoke, but found that the oxygen hood on his face seemed a little helpless.

Bai Yutang reached out and gently uncovered his oxygen hood and approached, "What do you want to say?"

"Yangyang..."

"He's fine." Bai Yutang smiled and pointed to Luoyang, who was curled up on the sofa in the distance, "I waited for you all night last night and finally fell asleep."

Nodded with confidence, Zhan Zhao said in a low voice, "I figured it out, the whole case, from beginning to end..."

Bai Yutang nodded and leaned forward to kiss his forehead, "I can't figure it out, tell me."

Zhan Zhao laughed, "Okay...but you cook for me first, you will be hungry."
Chapter completed!