Lin Wudao asked Yang Xiaogou to hide first, don't take a head, take a look at the situation first, and then deal with it as appropriate.

After carefully admonishing some precautions, Lin Wudao left, avoiding the camera all the way, and returned to the vicinity of the garbage dump.

After carefully observing for a while, he turned around the neighborhood again, and only after finding no abnormality did he return to his residence.

Huang Jingxian was waiting for him, and as soon as Lin Wudao knocked on the door, she immediately opened the door.

When I entered the house, I closed the door and said to my mother in the first sentence:

"Mom, I might need you to help me tell a lie later."

"Huh?"

"Wait a minute, if the police come to me, you can say that I went out after dinner, and I came back not long after, and I stayed at home all the time."

"Okay."

"Mom doesn't want to know what's going on?" Lin Wudao asked.

If his mother really asked, Lin Wudao would tell the truth, but Huang Jingxian didn't ask, and said with a light smile:

"No need to ask, no matter what you do, Mom believes in you and accompanies you, as long as you have a clear conscience."

Do you have a clear conscience?

Assassinating Liu An, Lin Wudao would not feel guilty, but he was implicated in Yang Xiaogou, and at this point, he really felt guilty.

Huang Jingxian didn't say anything more and went back to her room to sleep.

Lin Wudao first found a lighter, went out of the house, found a hidden corner, lit a fire with wood, and burned the clothes he had just worn and the strips of cloth that covered his head and wrapped his hands and feet just now into ashes.

After disposing of the ashes and unburned firewood, go back to the house, take a bath, and go to bed.

Lying in bed, I couldn't sleep at all, and my mind was constantly analyzing the situation in front of me and why I was in this situation.

Is it because you are not well prepared? Is it a lack of consideration?

If I had been a little more capable, wouldn't I have come to this point?

To be honest, during the whole process, Lin Wudao did not make a mistake, and was even mentally prepared to retreat immediately after a mistake, but he didn't expect Yang Xiaogou to appear.

In addition, Liu An's luck is indeed better, if there is no hanger around, if there is no curtain cloth around, Lin Wudao will definitely have succeeded.

And Lin Wudao didn't complain about the hangers and curtain fabrics, he only complained that he thought about it too simply, and he reflected on a very important point: next time he does this kind of thing, he must take everything in the environment into account.

This kind of understanding, in Lin Wudao's later life, saved his life many times, and also created a lot of legendary brilliance for him.

On the other hand, Lin Wudao realized his lack of ability, just like he thought: if his ability was a little stronger, he would definitely not get to this point.

And his ability comes from that set of actions......

At this moment, Lin Wudao suddenly thought: Maybe he shouldn't be so disgusted with that set of movements, maybe he should work harder to practice well.

It was the first time he had such thoughts.

I can't help but think: This set of actions has changed my own physique, what has I changed by grasping the pattern?

Thinking left and right, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Besides, he thinks the police should come to the door tonight, and he's waiting.

Indeed, more than an hour later, two policemen came to the door.

The two of them covered their noses outside the door, and after entering the house, they breathed in the air treated with air freshener, and couldn't help but take a long breath.

Immediately, the two of them didn't say a word, they searched in the house first, and they didn't even let go of the bottom of the bed.

Of course, he didn't find anything, so he stared at Lin Wudao and asked:

"Do you know Yang Xiaogou, has he ever been here at night?"

"Nope." Lin Wudao shook his head.

"Don't lie, he's committing a crime now, we're arresting him, and if you help him, you're complicit." The police threatened.

"He really hasn't been here."

"Well, if you have information about him, notify us immediately, and if he comes to you, stabilize him first, find a way to notify us, and there will be a reward for reporting."

Reward for reporting?

Hearing these four words, Lin Wudao really wanted to sneer.

The two policemen left immediately, and Lin Wudao lay back on the bed, still tossing and turning.

He didn't sleep all night, got up the next day as usual, made breakfast for his mother, and when his mother went to work, he went out immediately, observed all the way, kept enough vigilance, and judged that there was no police staring at him, so he went to the breakfast shop to buy a few buns, and then avoided the camera and went to Yang Xiaogou's hiding place.

Yang Xiaogou obviously didn't sleep all night, his expression was very haggard, and Lin Wudao looked very uncomfortable.

After a brief chat, Lin Wudao left, deliberately turning around in a crowded place, pricking up his ears to eavesdrop on the things that people around him were talking about.

They were all discussing what happened last night, and most of them didn't know the situation, and they were all guessing, but they heard a useful news, that is, the ambulance from the Second Hospital ran to Liu An's house, and I don't know who it picked up.

The Second Hospital is the closest hospital to Liu An's house, even if Lin Wudao didn't hear the news, he was going to go to the Second Hospital to have a look, the purpose was to determine if Liu An was dead?

If he didn't die, eight or nine times out of ten he would be sent to the second hospital.

If he died, he should be sent to a forensic hospital to find out the cause of death.

And now that I have heard that Liu An was sent to the second hospital, is he not dead yet?

It can't be, those two blows hit him in the temple, didn't they kill him yet?

Two years ago, in the alley, I hit the scum temple in the same way, and only one blow killed the other party, and this time it was two blows......

Lin Wudao really didn't believe that Liu An was still alive, but on the other hand, he wished he was still alive, because if Liu An was not dead, the nature would be different, even if Yang Xiaogou turned himself in, as long as he insisted that he didn't know him, he would not be sentenced heavily.

"I wish he was alive."

Lin Wudao said something in a low voice, and immediately walked in the direction of the Second Hospital.

More than 20 minutes later, I entered the second hospital, observed floor by floor, and when I reached the third floor, I saw a policeman sitting at the door outside a ward.

This is obviously abnormal, is Liu An in the ward? Could it be that Liu An is really not dead?

Lin Wudao hid his figure and observed from a distance, and after more than twenty minutes, he saw Huang Sheng coming out of the ward.

It can already be determined that Liu An is definitely in the ward, and he is really not dead!

At the same time, I was also more happy in my heart, and continued to observe.

More than ten minutes later, I saw another person I knew, it was Liu An's younger brother Liu Quan, and he also walked into the ward.

Liu An was indeed in the ward, not dead.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, his whole body was connected to various instrument wires, he was wearing an oxygen mask on his mouth, his hair had been completely shaved, his face was pale, and his temples were bruised, high and swollen, and he seemed to be in a coma.