Glancing at the Samsung mobile phone lying quietly on the bedside table, Li Dabao shook his head slightly. Turning his head to look at the empty ward, he looked down at the trash can under the hospital bed.

In the end, Li Dabao closed his eyes with a painful face and seized the time to catch up on sleep.

After a long time, when the nurse with the medicine tray passed by the door of Li Dabao's room, she vaguely heard Li Dabao muttering in his sleep in the room: "It really hurts me to death...... Whew......"

A nurse who walked to the door of the ward paused. subconsciously muttered, "It seems that the injury is quite serious, so can you really be discharged from the hospital?" I don't know why Dr. Zhao would let such a patient be discharged......"

After talking to herself, the nurse quickly walked towards another ward not far away.

Outside the window at this time, a first quarter moon slowly travels to the west mountain, and a faint moon halo seems to indicate that the sun is rising. Maybe the capital won't be in a good weather.

It's all been said. I really don't dare to lie to you! Grandfather...... I was wrong......"

In a dark room in the capital, a teenager in a black Puma sweatshirt was playing with an ordinary fruit knife in his hand. The smile was excited, as if he had just returned from watching Dabai and Xiaohong soar over the city.

It's just that at this time, between the fruit knives in his hand, there are a little blood stains!

"Isn't that Qiao Feng in the novel movie able to give himself three knives and six holes? I've always wondered if I can still run around if I'm pierced. Do you think this is true? ”。 Shaking the blood on the fruit knife, the boy asked.

A man lying on his back on the ground, screaming like a pig. Subconsciously nodded and said, "Really...... It's true! ”

Suddenly, the man looked at the young man in front of him and his eyes fell on his chest and abdomen, suddenly understood something, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's not true...... Not really! Grandfather! Master...... I've said everything I know. I literally threw my phone in the trash can in front of the hospital. I was wrong, where did I know I was going to steal from you bosses...... Cell phone...... Cell phone...... Bypass me. I don't know where my phone came from! ”

"Really?". The boy raised his hand and touched the dark red corner of his Puma sweatshirt. The corners of his mouth were slightly pried, and he said very casually: "Then why didn't my people find it?" ”

"Ah......," the man screamed like a wild boar. Looking down at the fruit knife stabbed into the root of his thigh. The hilt of the knife seemed to tremble slightly with the beating of his heart.

He endured the sweat on his head and hurriedly said, "I really threw it in." Or...... Or...... Isn't it being taken away by the hygienist...... I'm looking, I'm really looking. Would you like to give me a chance? ”

The smile on the boy's face was still bright. It's just that the forehead that shook slightly at this time seemed to have ruined this person's last hope.

"Han Shao......" someone standing behind the young man called softly.

The young man slowly stood up, looked back at the black-clothed man standing behind him, and asked coldly, "What are you doing?" ”

One of them, the person standing at the front, as if a small leader, said: "Brother Dong's mobile phone has been turned off, maybe it was really taken away by the sanitation." I think this man is like a noodle. It's not a hard nut to crack. I'll take someone to look for it. ”

The boy groaned for a moment. He snorted and said, "It doesn't matter if the phone is really buried with the garbage." I'm afraid it will fall into the hands of someone with a heart. Then it will be troublesome. My brother just ......"

Speaking of this, the voice paused. He looked up at the heavy man in front of him and said, "You guys should look for it again." With that, he turned and walked out the door.

Han Shao...... What about this man? The little leader hurriedly asked him.

Footsteps paused. Han Shao looked back at the hairy thief lying on his back on the ground, his face full of pity like a pug. Shaking his head slightly, he said, "Find a place to bury it!" ”

Han Shao's words were casual, as indifferent as throwing a bag of garbage.

Han Shao...... Han Shao...... Let me go find my phone? I...... I'm really going to help you find it. Can't find me buried! Don't kill me, please don't kill me......"

There was a muffled sound, and Han Shao didn't even look at this person. Still stepping out the door. At this time, he took out his mobile phone in his hand, touched the phone, and waited for the phone to be called: "Hey...... Tungko. ”

"Hey, Brother Teng. I'll take Li Dabao to the airport. Is there anything else you want to tell me? ”。 Gongsun Qi asked aloud while holding the steering wheel with one hand and his Bluetooth headset with the other.

"Hehehe...... Of course, I will personally send Li Dabao in vain! This kid is good! You can rest assured. Besides. How can you just send an assistant for such a thing? I have a feeling ......"

The BMW car is like a brilliant obsidian in the dark night, speeding through the ring road of the capital......

In a room hundreds of kilometers away from the capital, green smoke curled at this time.

It is still the low table of Maitreya Buddha carved in sandalwood, and it is still an incense burner. The Book of the First Classic......

Qiu Cicada looked up at the rising sun outside the window, a pair of barefoot and undressed socks. The white feet like warm jade, at this time, are still sitting on the lotus with their feet together.

Put your hands together and twist your thumb and little finger together. The remaining six snow-white fingers are slightly bent, and the autumn cicada blooms with lotus flowers in her hands like Guanyin holding a clean bottle to save the suffering.

The garnet bracelet that has been coiled on the wrist of the autumn cicada. Before dawn broke, they still bloomed with dazzling brilliance.

Contemplating the Bodhisattva at ease, what a treasure and solemnity.

Outside the door, someone muttered softly, "Brother Jinhe." Li Dabao, this kid hasn't come back yet. The brothers are still guarding the high-speed rail station! You say......"

The amount frowned, and his sharp gaze glanced at the person who walked in front of him. After making a silent gesture. I could already hear the calming and soothing sound of chanting the Heart Sutra in the room.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep version of Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty. Survive all suffering, relics. The color is not different from the empty, and the empty is not different from the color. Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color! Knowing what to do ......"

Jin He gently turned to the side and pulled the visitor to the door a few steps away. whispered to the visitor: "Didn't the capital say that someone saw Li Dabao?" The eldest lady said, I can't see Li Dabao's people tonight, so you can withdraw from the high-speed rail station......"

The visitor glanced at the sharp gaze in Jin He's eyes and grinned secretly. Hurriedly nodded and said, "That...... That ......"

"Go, just go and do what you are told. You don't need to worry about the rest! The voice was low, but the words were not loud. But the sense of breaking makes people feel the urge to run to the toilet. (To be continued......)