"The child was taken away!"

The salad that had just left, returned, pulled Harry's arm, with panic on his face.

"What!"

Harry's eyes turned red when he heard that his daughter had been stolen.

He pulled out his waist revolver and rushed towards the elevator.

Dean grabbed him and shouted to the nurse's desk: "Someone's child was taken away, and the security downstairs asked the building to be blocked!"

The female nurses also quickly called the landline phone number of the security downstairs.

See them in action.

Dean looked at Sala: "What are the characteristics of the other party? Where did he run?"

The salad was not long before.

The hospital's elevator is very slow and often stops in the middle, snatching the child away. Whether it is passing through the elevator or stairs, there is not enough time.

In terms of time.

The other party and the child are still in the hospital building!

As a woman who left her father and son, Shala was very independent, but she lost her consciousness after a moment of panic.

Hear Dean's inquiry.

She immediately said: "It is a middle-aged woman of about 150 kilograms, wearing a black headscarf, about 1.72 meters tall, and wearing old-fashioned black work clothes.

I was in the elevator because of my brother's affairs.

She suddenly took a pack of tissue to cover my nose.

My mind was dizzy.

When you react.

The man had fallen outside the elevator, and the child and the woman were gone."

Dean nodded: "Harry, call Hawke immediately and ask him to take someone to surround the place, and then ask about the monitoring of the security elevators. I will tell me the first time I will go to the first floor now!"

After saying that.

He pulled out the bulletproof vest from the drawer, put it on his sick clothes, and ran towards the stairs.

When Harry heard Dean's order, he also had a backbone in his heart.

He quickly took out his cell phone to contact Hawke, the police officer in the branch office.

Sala ran to the nurses, emphasized the woman's body shape and told them to the security downstairs to prevent the other party from disguising themselves.

Dean thought while quickly downstairs.

The salad looks healthy, but because of a pack of tissues, I lose my consciousness for a short time. This technique is a bit like a slap in a flower, which is a kidnapping.

There are narcotics on tissues or handkerchiefs.

Normally.

There are surveillance in many areas of the hospital, and few traffickers choose to start at the hospital.

This situation is more like 'revenge', 'threat', or risky behavior with other purposes.

Dean guessed.

Salad's daughter was robbed.

I'm afraid it's related to her brother's disappearance

While thinking.

Dean rushed to the first floor of the hospitalization department.

The nurses' phone calls worked.

Two security guards on the first floor.

One guarded the main entrance, and the other disappeared. I think it should be guarding other locations.

There are seven or eight men and eight men and women at the door.

They seemed to have just come out of the elevator and were stopped by the security guard. They were around the security guard to ask for an explanation, which made the mud security guard a little helpless, but he did not dare to get angry.

Because Maria Hospital is a medium and high-end hospital with a high-cost cost.

These people will make him feel uncomfortable if they complain.

Just when he didn't know how to explain.

Dean came behind him and took out the detective's certificate and put it on his chest: "I am Inspector Dean of the Police Detective Department. Now, a bad child robbery case has just happened in this building. Please stay here for the time being, wait for the police to register and inquire before leaving!"

The 12 o'clock endurance allowed him to go downstairs quickly, and he still had enough breath to make this sentence full of majesty.

Everyone's eyes gathered on Dean and his chest's ID.

The identity of the inspector is undoubtedly more convincing than the security guards.

Those men and women who were originally surrounded by security have transformed into good people again.

The little security guard also showed gratitude to Dean, walked to Dean, and was about to say something.

Sudden.

Sizzle ~

The current sounded.

It turned out that the intercom on the security chest came from the call: "Mike, the target person has been found. She has never appeared after she got out of the elevator from the second floor!"

It turned out that it was the security side, and the surveillance in the elevator was retrieved as soon as possible.

This reaction speed surprised Dean.

When the security guard received a message from his colleagues in the monitoring room, he hurriedly said to Dean: "Mr. Inspector, except for those wards, there are surveillance in the corridor and elevator. The only blind spot outside is the stairwell!"

Dean nodded, trying to say something.

Sudden.

He looked sharply at the mother and son in the crowd.

In the astonishment of everyone, Dean took out his pistol and pointed it at the teenager who was hiding behind his mother and carrying his schoolbag.

"Man, stay calm and behave, don't move!"

The security guard looked at Dean in a daze: "Mr. Inspector."

Didn’t you come to catch that trafficker?

Why do you suddenly draw a gun and point it at a teenager who looks very harmless?

The teenage mother blocked her son with an ugly expression and said angrily: "Are you crazy? My husband is also a policeman. You actually aimed the gun at your colleague's wife and children?"

Dean didn't say anything, and pulled out the baton on the waist of the security guard beside him, with one pistol and the other, and walked towards the teenager who was in panic.

It's almost approaching.

What else did the boy's mother want to say, but a dagger was pressed tightly against her throat from behind.

She wanted to turn her head in disbelief.

The next moment.

The whistling sound of the wind passed by my ears.

The boy who tried to hold his mother hostage and threatened Dean screamed, and the dagger that had just reached out to his mother and came out of his hand. A dark red impact sank injury appeared on the palm of his right hand holding the dagger.

He screamed and retreated.

No matter what, I can't figure out why this policeman can tell at a glance that he has a problem!

Dean won't give anyone an unexpected chance.

He took a step, pushed the mother of resentment away, grabbed the boy's hair with his left hand, and hit the wall with a sudden impact.

Wait until the other party is dizzy.

Dean simply took off the backpack behind the other party.

Get a backpack.

He felt relieved.

It's OK!

This seemingly not-so-big backpack is about twenty pounds in hand, and it feels soft. It is probably Salad and Harry's daughter.

Dean threw the fainted boy casually and was about to open his backpack to check the baby girl's condition.

The boy's mother finally came to her senses.

She touched the slight scratch on her throat, and while she was scared, she looked at Dean angrily: "You bastard, you don't care about my safety and suddenly took action. I want to complain about you, and you also injured my son, me."

A crisp sound of bang.

Before the woman finished speaking, she was slapped by a heavy mouth, and she turned to the wall next to the elevator, and fell down softly, just lying with her son, one in front and one behind.

"I'm used to you."

Dean silently withdrew his slap and unzipped the schoolbag.

Inside the black schoolbag, a baby girl was curled up in a ball, lying quietly inside the schoolbag, motionless.

Dean noticed that the baby girl's body had almost no ups and downs.
To be continued...