Live At The Murder Scene

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The angle of view flipped rapidly, the firmament felt dizzy, and no direction could be distinguished in the line of sight. Her fingers started to turn white because of too much force. The weightlessness and collision made her, the airbag and seat belt, made her chest feel stuffy and hard to breathe.

She closed her eyes tightly, gritted her teeth, and wanted to survive this accident. When the vehicle finally stopped, her head was hit by something. The warm liquid flowed out of her forehead, and her consciousness gradually fell into a daze. The darkness.

The interior of the carriage did not suffer much damage, but when He Jueyun went down the collision, he deliberately turned the left side of the car down, so that now his left arm had been hit and numb.

After the violent impact, there was a blank in his brain.

He leaned his head back, leaning on the back of the chair, grinning with pain, his eyes secreted physiological tears, and he could only rely on constant breathing for relief. When the white light passed, his consciousness began to become sober, and he immediately rubbed the dimness in his sight with his sleeves, and tried to raise his left arm against the piercing pain.

The muscles of the left hand kept heating and trembling, and the pain began to increase as soon as I moved. He Jueyun lifted it halfway and could only give up, turning his head to check the situation in the sky.

"The firmament? The firmament!"

The firmament did not respond.

He Jueyun unfastened the seat belt with difficulty, climbed over the driver's seat, and wiped the blood stains on the sky forehead with his hands. The latter wrinkled his facial features tightly, and he let out a trembling moan, subconsciously avoiding his probing action.

Still a little conscious. He Jueyun breathed a sigh of relief.

The door on the other side of the firmament was blocked by dense trees. He Jueyun kicked the car door back, carefully lowered the height of the chair with his right hand, hugged the firmament to the driver's seat, and then transported her out of the carriage.

After just doing this simple movement, He Jueyun's face was already covered with cold sweat. He laid the person flat on the ground and roughly checked the physical condition of the firmament-there were no broken bones, and no obvious trauma other than the head.

The situation is not serious.

He Jueyun exhaled and went to the back seat to check Lao Zhang's situation.

Before the car accident, Lao Zhang unfastened his seat belt, trying to poke out the window to check and balance the chaser from behind. As a result, the car overturned too suddenly. He was hit on the front seat and fainted.

He Jueyun leaned on the back seat and tested his snort to confirm that he was still alive. It was just because he did not wear a seat belt to confirm whether he had a serious fracture. He Jueyun did not dare to take it lightly. Move him.

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"Team He, look!"

The young man ran over holding the computer, turned the screen directly at her, and clicked play.

The picture in the video happened to be the surveillance of Li Zhanyuan showing his full face and smiling at them.

"Is this a provocation? What does he mean?" Angrily appeared on the youth's face, "He is too arrogant!"

He Chuanzhou's expression was solemn and did not say anything.

When a fugitive is willing to take the initiative to expose his whereabouts, either he has the chance to win and is about to escape. Either...