Wu Gang felt that his brain was a little insufficient today.

Seeing that Yan Murong made a phone call and went out, he then received an order from Superintendent Cao to withdraw the SWAT team. Then, Yan Murong made another phone call and went out, and in less than ten minutes, several black Toyota off-road vehicles drove into the hospital compound, and more than a dozen men wearing black suits and sunglasses came down from inside. What's even more surprising is that the leader of this group of people is actually a woman.

"In the inpatient department, knock out all the troublemakers in the club." Yan Murong looked at Mie Ozawa and said. "Remember, don't hurt other patients."

"Yes." Mie Ozawa nodded and walked in with the group.

"Mr. Yan, who are these people?" Wu Gang looked at the group of people who looked like high-level underworld and asked weakly.

"Oh, Inspector Wu, don't get me wrong, I don't do anything about the underworld." Yan Murong said. "These are my company's security guards."

"Oh, that's right." Wu Gang nodded with a look of sudden realization, thinking, who are you blind, except for bodyguards and the underworld, which security guard is dressed like this? But he can only think about it in his heart, after all, his identities are different, and he just listens to what people say.

It's good to say that those people are members of the club, but to say it's ugly, it's just a group of gangsters, what if there are a lot of people? Now they are all sick cats, and the people brought by Mie Ozawa are all ninjas, not at the same level at all.

In less than ten minutes, Mie Ozawa and his party walked out of the hospital, looked at Yan Murong and said. "Mr. Yan, according to your orders, they are all knocked out."

"Okay, you guys go back first." Yan Murong said.

"Yes." Mie Ozawa bent down and bowed, not dragging the mud and water at all, and took the people directly into the car and left.

"Inspector Wu, now call someone up and bring someone." Yan Murong looked at Wu Gang and said.

"Huh? Oh, okay, okay. Wu Gang was a little stunned by the efficiency of Mie Ozawa and his party, and only came back to his senses when he heard Yan Murong's words, and quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie and called the special police to go up and take people.

"Inspector Wu, how is Grandpa Zhong doing now?" At this time, Teng Xiangling spoke, looked at Wu Gang and asked urgently. "Is it serious? I'll call a lawyer now, can I bail out? ”

"This—"

"Inspector Wu, you can say it directly." Yan Murong interjected.

"Okay then." Wu Gang nodded and said. "According to the laws of the Hong Kong Special Administrative Region, those who harbor drug production and trafficking will be sentenced to imprisonment for not less than three years but not more than ten years."

"Can I bail me out?" Teng Xiangling asked.

"I'm afraid not." Wu Gang shook his head. "Miss Teng, let me tell you the truth, although Dr. Zhong Zhenguo did not know, he also committed the crime of harboring, and even if the judge has the discretion to sentence, he will be sentenced to six months in prison."

"How can that be?" Teng Xiangling was a little anxious. "Grandpa Zhong is so old, besides, he doesn't know that the other party is a drug dealer, as a doctor, he can't die without saving him."

"Inspector Wu."

At this time, Yan Murong spoke, looked at Wu Gang and said in a deep voice. "What if someone is targeting me?"

"Against you?" Wu Gang was a little confused, and thought for a long time before he said. "Mr. Yan, if you think that someone deliberately framed you, then you must also have evidence, just one sentence cannot be used as evidence, and the judge will not try the case based on one sentence."

"Got it." Yan Murong nodded, was silent for a moment, and asked. "Where is Old Man Zhong now?"

"At the Drug Enforcement Administration." Wu Gang said. "Mr. Yan, don't worry, Dr. Zhong won't be harmed in any way."

"Where's the drug dealer?" Yan Murong continued to ask.

"He's also in the Drug Enforcement Administration." Wu Gang said. "We're only responsible for arresting people, and the DEA will handle the rest."

"Can I meet him?"

"It's- it's not in order." Wu Gang was a little embarrassed. "Mr. Yan, now that the Drug Enforcement Administration is going to use him to fish, I'm afraid it's not good to see him at this time."

"There's no way around it?" Yan Murong said. "Maybe I can help you pry his mouth open."

"I'll try this." Wu Gang thought about it, but still grabbed the phone and called.

In about five minutes, his phone rang, and he picked up the phone and said a few words, Wu Gang said. "Mr. Yan, the Drug Enforcement Administration has agreed to let you meet someone."

"Okay, thank you." Yan Murong smiled and thanked him.

"Well, then, I'll drive you there, just along the way?" Wu Gang said.

"It's fine." Yan Murong nodded and said to Teng Xiangling, who was beside him with an anxious face. "That's it, I'll go over there and take a look myself, you go to Old Man Dong and see if there is a way to temporarily save Old Man Zhong." ――

Pornography, gambling and drugs are the three evils of society, and the most harmful thing is drugs.

Gambling is also addictive, but after all, this thing is not deadly. Drugs are different, they are difficult to get rid of, so the control of drugs in any country is extremely strict - except for the Netherlands, of course. The Netherlands is the only country in the world where you can legally deal in drugs, but that's limited to some marijuana, and white powder is not allowed.

In the interrogation room of the Drug Enforcement Administration, Yan Murong met the drug dealer who wronged Zhong Zhenguo.

This drug dealer is a young man, he looks like he is twenty-five years old at most, he looks very ordinary, he belongs to the kind that is difficult to find when thrown into the pile, he is sitting on a chair at this time, his hands are handcuffed behind his back, his upper body is naked~ naked, his arms and abdomen are bandaged, and a trace of blood can be clearly seen. I don't know if it's because of excessive blood loss or because of long-term drug use, his face is pale and his eyes are sunken, but sitting there with a cold expression, he knows at a glance that this guy must be a repeat offender.

"If there's something, press that button." The police officer of the Narcotics Control Agency who brought Yan Murong in pointed to a red button at the door and said a word, then closed the door and walked out.

"What's your name?" Yan Murong looked at the drug dealer and asked, but the drug dealer just raised his eyelids, glanced at Yan Murong, lowered his head, and didn't say a word.

"Do you remember the doctor who saved you yesterday?" Yan Murong pointed to the wound on his abdomen. "If it weren't for him, with the location of your wound, you would have bled to death in less than ten minutes - he saved you, and now you are killed in the police station, you have nothing to say?"

The drug dealer raised his eyelids again, but still didn't say anything.

"Well, it looks like you're planning to be ungrateful." Yan Murong said. "You can say nothing now, but don't blame me for being black."

"What are you looking at?" Yan Murong sneered. "Are you trying to tell me that you can't torture you to extract confessions? - I'm sorry, but I'm not a police officer. ”