When I returned to Huangpu Road, the team of the headquarters of the secret service had already left, and there were two soldiers in military uniforms guarding the door of the small building.

"Team Leader Fang!" Seeing Fang Buwei getting out of the car, the two soldiers saluted.

Fang Buwei returned the salute, and the soldier told him that Xiao Zaiming had come back more than ten minutes ago, and asked the driver to drive to the hospital.

With my uncle here, I don't have to worry too much about the hospital. Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief, and asked the soldier again: "Where is Section Chief Li?" ”

"Search down in the direction the assassin fled!" The soldier replied.

Fang Buwei got into the car and asked the driver to chase in the direction pointed by the soldier.

Li Wuxian's search and arrest formation was very large, and the car drove not far away, and Fang Buwei found the team members guarding the street entrance.

When Fang Buwei found Li Wuxian, Li Wuxian was arranging for the team members to search for him from house to house. Standing on the street, Fang Buwei could hear the shouting and scolding of men and the screams of women from time to time nearby.

"Why are you back?" Seeing Fang Buwei, Li Wuxian was taken aback and looked at the wound he had wrapped in gauze.

"It's okay, I can't die!" Fang Buwei replied, and moved his injured shoulder, the pain caused by the tearing of the wound made him gasp.

"Don't be foolish!" Li Wuxian persuaded him.

Trauma in this era, if not handled well, will kill people.

"How's the search?" Fang Buwei diverted the topic.

"I searched from house to house, but I didn't find anyone, so I don't think there's much hope. A few of the people lying on the street were either killed on the spot by you or reshot. Found one on the second floor opposite your house that still has gas. The bullet must have passed through the window before hitting him in the head. When a person is lifted down, the bullet is still embedded in the door of the head? ”

"What about people?" Fang Buwei asked in a hurry.

"I've been sent to the hospital, I don't know if I can be saved!" Li replied without illness.

"Which hospital did you send to?" Fang was not shocked.

"It must be the central hospital, the small hospital can't do anything about such an injury......" Before Li Wuxian's words were finished, Fang Buwei jumped into the car again.

"Where are you going?" Li Wuxian shouted.

"I'm going to see that living mouth!" Fang Buwei responded.

Seeing that Fang Buwei was menacing, Li Wuxian swallowed the words that came to his mouth again.

Forget it, it's not certain whether the only living mouth can be saved, so let Fang not toss for himself.

The other party was not rude to him at this time, and Li Wuxian didn't take it to heart at all.

At this time, Fang Buwei was afraid that he was eager to poke a hole in the sky, where could he take care of this? Replaced by Li Wuxi, I am afraid that it is even more radical than not doing it.

At least Fang Buwei didn't harm the innocent, and he also had the ability.

Li Wuxian suspects that the current Fang Buwei's status in the heart of Director Ma Chunfeng is afraid that he is one point higher than himself.

This was also the reason why he knew that Gao Sizhong wanted to transfer Fang Buwei to the Intelligence Section, and Li Wuxian deliberately did not let the other party snub him, that is, he wanted Fang Buwei to retreat because of the difficulty.

Fang didn't know the meaning of the song because of the strings, and finally didn't come to the intelligence department, which also made Li Wuxian secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Li Wuxian now only thinks about finding out this group of assassins as soon as possible, even if he finds out a little eyebrows, at least by dawn, he can give an explanation to Ma Chunfeng.

He urged the team to speed up the search, and the shouting and scolding on the street became a little louder.

Fang Buwei returned to the Central Hospital and went to see Chen Xinran first.

Uncle Xiao Zaiming was also there, sitting on a stool at the door of the emergency room with a calm face.

Seeing Fang Buwei hanging on one arm, Xiao Zaiming stood up violently: "What the hell is going on?" ”

"I suspect that the driver's case has been leaked!" Fang is not a return.

Xiao Zaiming's face changed three times, and he smashed his fist against the wall: "What does Ma Chunfeng eat?" ”

The Secret Service has the largest number of people who know about the driver's case.

"It doesn't have to be a problem with the Secret Service!" Fang Buwei shook his head.

It is indeed a bit early to make such a conclusion. Xiao Zaiming endured it, and didn't say anything further, just asked Fang Buwei: "What are you going to do?" ”

"I found a live mouth at the scene, and it was sent here, I'll go and see it first!" Fang is not a return.

"It's good!" Xiao Zaiming nodded, "If there is any difficulty, feel free to tell me!" ”

Fang Buwei replied, and asked again, "How is Xinran?" ”

"I'm still asleep, but the doctor said I don't have a fever and my condition is stable!"

Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief and gritted his teeth: "Then Uncle Lao will bother here!" ”

"Go ahead and get busy with yours!" Xiao Zaiming looked at Fang Buwei, who was gritting his teeth, and persuaded him uneasily: "Don't be impulsive!" ”

"I understand!"

Fang Buwei found a place, the living mouth was still being rescued in the operating room, and there were two members of the secret service guarding the door.

"Team Leader Fang!" The two team members greeted each other.

"What about people?" Fang Buwei asked as he rushed into the operating room.

"Just sent in!" The team replied.

"Hey, what's the matter with you, can you come in here......" A nurse shouted when she saw someone enter the operating room.

Fang Buwei didn't pay attention to it at all, and walked to the operating table by himself.

A Chinese doctor was about to scold with an angry face, but when he saw Fang Buwei's certificate, he swallowed his words again.

The one who did the operation was a German doctor, as if he didn't see Fang Buwei, and he was doing the operation on his own.

"How's it going?" Fang Buwei glanced coldly at the man lying on the operating table, and asked the Chinese doctor again.

"The bullet didn't shoot deep, it didn't penetrate the skull, the person was just stunned, the problem is not too big!" The Chinese doctor pointed to the bullet that had just been removed from the wounded's head.

"When will you wake up?" Fang Buwei asked again.

"Not necessarily!" The Chinese doctor said.

"Is there a way to wake him up as soon as possible?"

The Chinese doctor showed a look of embarrassment: "It's not that there is no way, you can inject him with morphine or hormones, but the price is not low......"

Fang Buwei dug into his pocket and found that he didn't have much money on him.

There are too many silver dollars, which is really a burden. And the dollar is not particularly convenient to spend, so Fang Buwei did not bring it.

"Wait a minute!" Fang Buwei said a word to Doctor Chong and walked out of the operating room again.

"Get all the money out of your body!" As soon as he went out, Fang Buwei said to the two members of the secret service.

Count me as borrowing from you...... Before Fang Buwei's second half of the sentence could be spoken, the two team members shivered in unison and glanced at each other in panic.

What's wrong with these two bastards?

Fang Buwei suppressed the second half of his sentence and looked at the two team members coldly.