It's messy!

Quan Te Mom is in chaos!

The whole of northwestern Shanxi was in chaos.

Lu Xian is about to vomit.

As soon as Chen Xinyue left, a few people from the villa in Huxin were almost wiped out. It was already considered a stone hammer, but Chen Xinyue was almost killed.

So who is the mastermind behind the scenes?

Yu Xin and Yu Zijiang are both from the Public Security Bureau, and Yang Xu is also a reserve for the Diting team.

Okay! All victims!

Is it okay for the murderer?

Lu Xian gritted his teeth and asked, "Sister Qin, how is Chen Xinyue now?"

"I've been sent to the ICU. I heard that both kneecaps were removed. When the murderer fled, he shot her in the chest. Fortunately, he had no life, otherwise he wouldn't even have to send the ICU."

Sister Qin sighed: "I won't tell you anymore. Tonight will be like a big blow. I guess I'll have to work overtime all night."

After saying that, Sister Qin got into the car. After a whistling sound, only Lu Xian and Yu Xin were left by the lake.

Looking at the direction where the car left, Lu Xian fell into deep thought.

Sent to the ICU, it means it’s not dead!

It is not ruled out that self-direction and self-acting can be cleared of suspicion, but if this is really self-direction and self-acting, Chen Xinyue is really cruel to herself!

At least, Lu Xian dared not be so cruel to him.

Could it be that the mastermind behind the scenes have set their sights on everyone? But why did you have to wait until Chen Xinyue left before taking action?

Or... poplar fluff?

Lu Xian shook his head and ruled out this unrealistic idea. Because Yang Xu is different from Chen Xinyue, she is already on the white list, so why are you going to wash it?

Even if it was assumed that she ordered Chen Xinyue to kill her, why did she send black clothes to destroy her mouth?

The key is that the black clothes are still dead. This is the top black clothes! Which organization is willing to sacrifice?

The current situation is that Lu Xian has mastered a lot of plausible evidence, but these evidences point in different directions.

"Grass!"

He couldn't help but swear.

Yu Xin pounded his chest and comforted him: "It's the mastermind behind the scenes that are too cunning, don't take it too much to heart."

Lu Xian shook his head: "It has nothing to do with cunning or not, it's just that the information difference is too big. He now holds black in one hand and white in the other, making the chess pieces dizzy, and then enjoy it again."

Yu Xin was silent for a while: "Then what is his purpose? Is it just to fool us?"

"Purpose……"

Lu Xian's eyes narrowed. The news of Chen Xinyue's murder just now was too powerful, which caused him to remember many things for a while.

Judging from the situation of Hou Yu and Wu Zhongsheng, the organization is likely to be conducting a transformative experiment.

Unfortunately, Hou Yu and Wu Zhongsheng both made some mistakes at the most critical stage.

Then... is this experiment still continuing?

Is Chen Xinyue's tragic being dismantled? Is it also a follow-up to the experiment?

The two black clothes he met in the villa were just to force Yang Xu to join the organization, and the black clothes he encountered in Chen Xinyue was not the same concept.

Therefore, it is not ruled out that the two groups of people do not belong to the same force.

not to mention……

He held the game card in his pocket, and a hint of sharpness flashed through his pupils: "When I take the chess, I will let him know what cruelty is!"

Yu Xin looked at him for a long time and suddenly burst into laughter: "Okay OK! I know you are cruel, let's go! I'll take you to the hospital!"

Lu Xian looked at her in surprise: "Aren't you angry with me?"

"Am I angry with you? I just feel sorry for Caviar!" Yu Xin snorted.

Lu Xian was a little puzzled: "Even if you feel sorry for Caviar, you shouldn't think I can't walk when I see a woman!"

"Who knows!"

Yu Xin quickly got around this topic and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his cuffs: "Go to the hospital quickly, you're just like you fished out from the water, it doesn't hurt!"

...

Half an hour later, Lu Xian walked out of the orthopedic clinic with a right arm covered with plaster on his neck and pale face.

Yu Xin supported him, both funny and sympathetic: "Isn't it just a bone? The big man howled like a pig!"

Lu Xian was dissatisfied: "Who stipulated that a big man howled? I was so old and broke my bones for the first time, so why don't people howl?"

Black clothes are far from what he can compete with, especially Brother Xiong is an Yiren who has all the best. He easily slapped his right forearm bone with just a slap.

Not only that, the broken bones also suffered severe misalignment, almost piercing the flesh and exposing them to the air.

When the bones were being straightened just now, the two doctors pulled Lu Xian's forearm one after another and the other, and used all their strength to regroup his arm bones to facilitate subsequent bone joints.

Lu Xian almost fainted in pain, and he could even hear the sound of his muscles flowing.

It was not until he put the cast that he could barely recover.

Yu Xin smiled and said, "Okay, OK! I'll bring you some special ointment tomorrow, and I'll be cured in ten days and half a month. However, your howling look is really cruel. When you hold the chess day, you may be scared to death."

Lu Xian: "..."

Seeing his calm face, Yu Xin quickly said, "No! Actually, you are serious and still look very imposing."

"Ah? Really?"

"Well, my madness is fierce! Goose, goose..."

Lu Xian rubbed his chest: "Let's go find Yu Zijiang! He went to do the task with his injuries, so you don't worry about him at all."

Yu Xin was very confident: "Don't worry! His body is very strong. With his hand, unless he seeks death himself, the strongest black clothes can't do anything to him!"

...

Huangyan Avenue connects Huangcheng and Yancheng. It used to be considered a major transportation route, but after the high-speed rail was repaired, it only took twenty minutes to cross the city, so the flow of people on the road dropped a lot, which seemed a bit desolate.

The toll station is located at the end of Huangyan Avenue, and the other end is the eastern suburbs of Yancheng. It is extremely lively tonight.

In addition to three public security vehicles, there is also an ambulance.

The security guards supported each other and bandaged them under the car. Most of them had their colours, and the worse they were broken on their bodies.

The strength of the black-clothed body was like a monster to them.

"Give it! Give it!"

Several angels in white rushed over with two stretchers, measuring various vital signs with instruments, and finally sighed helplessly.

The sternum of these two people collapsed completely, so how could they survive?

Fang Yuan squatted on the curb, looking at all this, smoking a cigarette one by one.

Yu Zijiang sat dejectedly on the side, burying his head deeply.

He broke a calf bone and had three ribs on his shoulder.

It hurts very much, but compared to the impact of the scene in front of you, it is simply not worth mentioning.

The man in black ran away, leaving behind the wounded on the ground.

If it weren't for his life-threatening fighting style that forced him back, I'm afraid none of these comrades in front of him would survive.

Yu Zijiang felt a little stuffy in his chest, but no matter how hard he breathed, the stuffy feeling could not dissipate.

"hiss……"

Fang Yuan sucked all his last puff of cigarette, threw his butt on the ground and stomped it out. In the smoke, he looked much older.

Yu Zijiang shrank his head and was about to be scolded, but what he was waiting for was Fang Yuan's account-like narrative.

"Chen Xinyue has been sent to the ICU. The gun is only two centimeters from the heart. Her kneecap is removed by black clothes. I don't know where she is left."

"Um……"

"The other comrades arrived very quickly, but they were not the opponents of Black."

"Um……"

Fang Yuan pointed to the stretcher in the distance: "The two comrades on the stretcher are external aliens from the black deacon level. You have not seen them for a while."

Yu Zijiang shrank his neck and did not continue to "yes".

"They felt that the system was too reserved, so they chose to hire externally, but they had a very sense of belonging to the organization and would take the initiative to participate in every major task. If they weren't for them this time, I wouldn't survive."

Fang Yuan took out the cigarette box from his pocket, but found that there was no cigarette inside. He cursed and then rolled the cigarette box into a ball and threw it into the haystack behind him.

"I just want to ask, when the satellite phone rang, what are you, who claims to be the strongest special agent in the Smoke City, doing?"
To be continued...