"That thief just now was from the same country as the killing of Hong Yiling?" Qi Tong asked Chi Yu when he was waiting for his colleagues at Qi Tong's studio, "Are you the same group of people as we found out that Zhou Yu was murdered?"
Chi Yu thought of the two silently appearing to subdue the gangsters, leaving a man and a woman without leaving a word, saying, "Not necessarily."
"Huh?" Qi Tong was so tired that he couldn't stand, and his back was so painful that he "touched" back.
"I think someone is protecting us in secret, and this person doesn't seem to want Hong Yiling's clues to fall into my hands." Chi Yu sank.
Who will this person be?
Chi Yu had an answer in his heart.
"Damn." Qi Tong suddenly cursed, and Chi Yu turned to look at her and saw a large patch of blood in her palm.
"What's the matter?" Chi Yu was startled.
"When I was hurt, it's no wonder that I felt so bad in my back that I was knocking."
Chi Yu pressed her shoulder and broke her over, checking her back.
At first glance, his face was stiff.
Qi Tong's back clothes had long been soaked with blood, and a large swath of blood red was shocking.
"How is it?" Qi Tong asked.
Chi Yu didn't dare to touch her: "You, it's a miracle that you can still stand. When did you hurt you and didn't notice it?"
Qi Tong thought for a while. It should be when the gangster fired the gun. She pressed Chi Yu under her body, and her back was burned as hot as a fire. It was estimated that she was injured at that time.
Thinking about it now, maybe it was a bullet that brushed her back.
After Qi Tong, she was afraid of sweating white hair.
Fortunately, the bullet just wiped her back. If she "shot" a little lower on her head, even if her head was ironed, it would have returned to the west.
It's not about the injury, but it hurts.
At this moment, Qi Tong's psychological effect was shocked, and his legs became soft.
Her colleague arrived in the car. He was a 30-year-old man with a shaggy beard and a baseball cap.
Chi Yu helped Qi Tong in the car. When a colleague saw that she was covered in blood and contacted the news just now, she was shot and almost gave her ICU directly.
"The bullet shouldn't be left in your body, otherwise you can't live like you are now." Chi Yu turned the car off and calmed Qi Tong first. It's the easiest way to scare yourself by scaring yourself.
"That, that's good..." Qi Tong began to speak unfavorably, shaking and chills all over.
Chi Yu felt sorry for her, but it was funny. Holding her hand, she relieved her tension: "When you pressed me to the ground, why are you afraid of being like this now? I'm worried that it's okay."
Qi Tong is not a courageous adult. Although he has been engaged in private investigative work all year round, in the final analysis, it is rich people who settle short emotional incidents or financial disputes in some parents. The investigation of the murder case by the late Yu is already considered to be beyond the limit. It was the first time for desperadoes, and it was more exciting than being nearly hit by a car.
After seeing her injury, I decided to send her to the hospital for a good examination to be at ease.
There is a private hospital under the Chi Group in Y city. Chi Yu told Qi Tong's colleague the address and opened immediately to the hospital.
