The murderer struggled unbelievably. He didn't see people from the surveillance. How could he?
The police quickly untied Wen Luo, he Siming and Gong Yang.
Wenluo's eyes were red. She worried and asked, "are you ok?"
He Siming's mouth is bloodstained, but he hooks his lips and smiles at Wenluo. Although his face is hurt, it doesn't affect his charm at all.
Wen Luo blushed and stopped looking at he Siming.
The police rushed several of them to the hospital. Both he Siming and Gong Yang were seriously injured. He Siming, in particular, just provoked the murderer, and his injury was even more serious.
For them, wenlow felt too much in debt. No matter what grudges they had before, they also fought against the murderer for her and suffered serious injuries.
So wenlow kept taking care of them in the hospital until they were well. All they suffered was skin trauma, not to the viscera, so it didn't matter. I only need to rest for more than ten days.
One day, Wenluo went to find Gongyang, just left Gongyang, and passed by a man, but the man stopped her.
That man is Zhong Hexuan.
"Wait a minute, miss. Do I know you?" Zhong Hexuan pointed to himself and said.
Wenluo embarrassed back two steps, barely friendly smile, quickly in the brain memories, but did not find useful information.
"I'm sorry, sir. I don't know you. At least I don't know you now."
But Zhong He Xuan frowned, an unbelievable appearance: "how is it possible? We were very familiar before. You can't not know me. "
Wenluo carefully looked at the man's appearance, and felt familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere.
Yes, she lost her memory before. She didn't remember anything. Maybe she knew each other before.
"Sorry, I don't remember anything before, so maybe we met before, but now I really don't remember."
Zhong He Xuan frowned and listened to Wen Luo's tone. How could she feel amnesia.
However, her appearance has changed so much that she may have lost her memory. He asked tentatively, "Miss, are you losing your memory?"
Wenluo felt a little puzzled. He laughed awkwardly and nodded.
Wenluo nodded and said, "if there's nothing wrong, I'll go first. I'm still very busy today."
With that, seeing that the man didn't respond, he quickly turned around and left.
Although the man seems to be quite familiar, maybe really know, but Wenluo always has a bad feeling.
Maybe even if we know each other, the relationship is not very good.
As soon as she got to the parking place, she opened the car lock and got on the car. As soon as it caught fire, she felt something was wrong.
Wenluo frowned. Is there something wrong with the car?
So she got out of the car and looked at it. Sure enough, the rear wheel was flat. It should be a flat tire.
How can this bad luck be like this?
She turned around and wanted to find a car repair shop. She saw the man at a post behind her.
Wenluo frowned, thinking whether to call Gongyang or call the police.
See Wen Luo see him, Zhong He Xuan some embarrassed to walk out.
Wenluo subconsciously stepped back two steps, eyes alert, asked: "Sir, what else can I do for you?"
Wenluo has taken out his mobile phone and is ready to call the police. Isn't this man a stalker? In addition, she was kidnapped by a corpse killer before, which made her even more afraid.
Zhong Hexuan quickly waved his hand and explained: "no, miss, I don't mean any harm. I just stopped by with you and found that you seem to have encountered some problems all the way here. What's up? What can I do for you? "
Wenluo looks at Zhong Hexuan. Although she seems to naturally dislike Zhong Hexuan, Zhong Hexuan doesn't look like a ferocious person, and even looks quite handsome.
She laughed and said, "no, it's all small problems. I'll call someone from the repair shop to repair it later."
Zhong Hexuan stepped forward, looked at the tire and said with a smile, "the tire is broken. I'll change it. Do you have a spare tire and tools?"
Wenluo didn't say anything, Zhong Hexuan came forward to directly open the trunk and found a spare tire.
"No, it's too much trouble for you."
"It's OK. I can still help with this little thing. " Zhong He Xuan seems to say enthusiastically.
Helpless, Wenluo can only help him find tools, let him change a tire.
After the change, Wenluo said thank you, and said to invite him to dinner next time, and then said he had something else to do and left first.
Zhong Hexuan stood in the same place, holding his chest in both hands, and looking at Wenluo's back.
He remembered the video he had in his computer.
The content of that video is exciting and moving. If he Siming saw it, his expression must be very painful, right? Zhong Hexuan raised his lips and laughed bitterly.He looked up again in the direction where wenlow was leaving, then took a taxi back to his apartment.
After going back, he immediately took out a hidden U disk and inserted it into the computer. Then he opened an unknown folder and put it again.
After watching, he closed his eyes.
He raised his head and said to himself with great interest, "he Siming, if you see this video, what's your expression? It's a pity that I can't see your expression with my own eyes, otherwise I would be really curious. What would it be like to see your wife's car accident video. "
after two mouse clicks, he sent the video anonymously to he Siming.
He Siming, who is still working, suddenly receives a video of unknown origin. After opening it, the front end of the video indicates what will happen later.
He Siming quickly turned off the video. His eyes were red and his head hurt badly. He didn't protect her at the beginning, but now he was afraid, afraid to see it happen again.
He quickly called a professional to put on headphones to watch the video, always see the last.
Halfway through, he Siming has been rubbing his sore temple.
"How, can we finally see the whereabouts of the heroine of the car accident?" He Siming asked indifferently.
The man shook his head.
He Siming also expected that, who would be so kind as to send those important information to him? I want to see him suffer.
He quickly asked the computer master to check the IP of the video, sent the location to his mobile phone, and then quickly put down his work and took people to rush there.
But after he went, he Siming didn't see anyone, only a room with some signs of life.
He Siming sat on the sofa silent for a while, his hand on his head.
Perhaps no one can understand his pain at the moment and despair after getting a little bit of hope.
When Zhong Hexuan comes to the residential building, he finds the bodyguard. He thinks it's wrong. He runs away without entering the building.