Chapter 2268

The private detective shook his head, "Don't waste your efforts, that person's background is too strong, and under her absolute power, I can't do such a stupid thing."

As he said that, the private detective looked around the long-abandoned house, "No one comes here at all. I will send you to rest here, which is considered closer to your mommy."

As he said that, the private detective raised the wooden stick in his hand and threw it at Jun Mengyao's head fiercely again.

"Boom!"

The wooden stick slammed against the wind, and Jun Mengyao felt that her headache was about to burst. This time, she didn't even have time to make a low cry, and fell into the darkness again.

The private detective looked at Jun Mengyao who was in a coma. Her forehead was oozing blood, and she looked terrified.

Although the private detective who took advantage of others is full of viciousness, after all, he has never killed anyone, and he feels a little guilty when he sees the blood.

"Don't blame me if you die. If you want to blame it, blame your own bad luck. It's not good to find out, but you have to mess with people who shouldn't be messed with. Even if I don't kill you, she will find more people to want you Life."

The private detective defended himself a few words, and finally looked at Jun Mengyao whose forehead was still bleeding, "You can fend for yourself here, and in your next life, you will be reincarnated into a good family, and don't be foolish enough to have anything to do with those wealthy families. "

After finishing speaking, the private detective took a step and left the old room, and fled in a hurry.

As early as three days ago, when he was running around for Jun Mengyao's request, he received a mysterious call.

The person on the other side of the phone used a voice changer, and couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman at all. He just said a sinister sentence, "Five million or death, which one would you choose?"

At that time, the private detective just stayed where he was. He made money just to be stylish, not to change the coffin! Life is gone, so much money is needed for a bird!

The private detective's silence was equivalent to acquiescing, and the caller laughed arrogantly, "Very well, he seems to be a smart man. I'll offer five million to help me get rid of that stinky girl who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth! This money is enough for your chic queen For half your life, if you don’t do it, a lot of people will rush to do it.”

Facing the temptation of money, the private detective was tempted, "Okay, just, who are you?"

"You don't care who I am, the more you know, the shorter your life will be," the man laughed sinisterly, even through the phone, the laughter made the private detective shudder, "The money will be in your account immediately, I don't care about you What method should I use to make that girl disappear for me immediately! Go and accompany her short-lived ghost mummy!"

The phone was hung up quickly, and it didn't take long for the private detective's account to reach 5 million.

Looking at the long string of numbers on the account, the private detective counted a dozen times before confirming that he really had such a large sum of money.

This money is indeed enough for him to squander the rest of his life!

With money, he can live the life of a superior person. What kind of bullshit rich family's grievances, what kind of professional ethics, are all worthless in front of money!

So the private detective became ruthless, and invited Jun Mengyao to the place where Chi Huan rented back then, and dealt ruthlessly directly.

He had already inquired clearly that all the people here had already moved out, leaving only the dilapidated houses, and no one would come here at all.

Even if Jun Mengyao died here, probably turned into bones, no one would find out.

At that time, he had already settled in a certain country, living a carefree and prosperous life.

The private detective left the yard triumphantly and did not forget to lock the gate of the yard when he left, so that even if someone really passed by, they would not be able to enter the locked yard.

After doing all this, the private detective sent a text message, sending all the photos of Jun Mengyao lying in a pool of blood and the locked courtyard door just now.

He doesn't want to be chased and killed by people all over the world, especially these wayward rich people who take people's money and eliminate disasters for others.

After doing all this well, the private detective left in a hurry, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

With a guilty conscience, he didn't notice that there was a pair of eyes staring at him quietly in the dark.

The owner of these eyes is obviously Pei Chuan who followed all the way here.

When he saw Jun Mengyao went in and didn't come out again, he knew something was wrong.

However, he, who was always calm, did not rush in to scare the snake, but waited for the private detective to leave before picking the lock, pushing the door and walking in.

The small courtyard was still silent, Pei Chuan looked around silently, and suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.

not good!

Pei Chuan immediately quickened his pace, followed the bloody smell to find the room, and saw Jun Mengyao lying in a pool of blood!

This was really bad, he quickly squatted down and carefully checked Jun Mengyao's injuries.

Fortunately, the visual inspection is just a wound on the head, which will not be life-threatening for the time being.

Fortunately, he followed all the way, if no one found out in time, Jun Mengyao would definitely die because of it!

Pei Chuan didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately called Murong Huai, "President, Miss Jun is injured, I'll take her to the hospital right now."

"What?!" Murong Huai, who was signing the contract, screamed while pinching his mobile phone, "A Chuan, you better give me a reasonable explanation!"

Pei Chuan was almost deaf from the shock, his forehead was covered with black lines, "President, I think it's better to send Miss Jun to the hospital first."

"Then why are you still standing there?! Go!" Murong Huai was so angry that his temples twitched wildly, "Wait, tell me which hospital you are in, and I will rush there immediately!"

"Yes."

Pei Chuan called Murong Huai, and the rope that bound Jun Mengyao had already been untied.

After Murong Huai hung up the phone, Pei Chuan quickly put away his phone, picked up the injured Jun Mengyao, strode away from the abandoned old residential area, and drove to the hospital.

Fortunately, he was sent in time. After the doctor's examination, Jun Mengyao's injury was not serious. After a few stitches, he was arranged to observe the condition in the ward.

Murong Huai rushed over quickly, rushed in like the wind, and grabbed Pei Chuan by the collar, "You'd better give me an explanation!"

Pei Chuan lowered his head in shame, "I saw Miss Jun enter a deserted courtyard, so I didn't follow in. Who knew that a man walked out and locked the courtyard door, and then realized that something was wrong. When I entered, Miss Jun has fallen into a pool of blood."

"What did the doctor say? Is her head hurt seriously?" Murong Huai's face was full of anxiety, but he didn't realize that his voice was trembling.

Pei Chuan saw Murong Huai's worry, and immediately replied loudly, "The doctor said it was delivered in time, and the injury is not serious, but there may be some symptoms of concussion in the later stage."

"Damn it! Who the hell wants to hurt Yao'er!" Murong Huai's eyes darkened, his stern face was full of fear.

He loosened Pei Chuan's collar, and gave a bloodthirsty order, "Find me that man, even if you dig three feet into the ground, find him!"