Thinking of Ge Cundong, I hurriedly asked, "Which hospital is Teng Hongjun in?" ”

"Second Courtyard!"

Hearing this answer, I said in a deep voice: "Ge Cundong may be in danger!" ”

Wen Xinyue's expression moved, and she said, "Let's go, let's go to the second courtyard!" ”

As she spoke, she threw the car keys to Lao Jiu and said, "You drive!" ”

After getting into the car, Wen Xinyue kept her mobile phone in her hand, and kept typing and communicating with people until she arrived at the second hospital, and then put down her mobile phone.

Ge Cundong is on the sixth floor of the inpatient department, his current state is to stay up, the last time he went to see him, the doctor said that it would take more than 20 days at most.

We hurried and hurried, but we were still a step late, and when we arrived at the ward, there were no more people, and there was a large group of people in the ward.

We were standing on the edge of the ward, not going in.

After waiting for a while, the family members pushed the corpse out, and a large group of people walked out.

In the midst of the crowd, a man with a mid-comb, glasses, and bookish face caught my eye.

Even though I had only seen him in photos, I recognized him at a glance as Chen Weixiang.

Chen Weixiang also saw me at the same time, his gaze paused on me for a moment, then nodded and left with his family.

"Brother, that person is Chen Weixiang, right?"

Waiting for others to leave, Lao Jiu asked.

"Yes!"

I nodded, Chen Weixiang appeared here, I am not surprised, Ge Cundong and his father have been on business for many years and have a great relationship, and it is normal for him to appear at this time.

"Does Ge Cundong's death have anything to do with Teng Hongjun?" I said to Wen Xinyue.

"It's okay!"

Wen Xinyue shook her head and said, "I asked, Ge Cundong died of natural causes!" ”

In the 10-year history of Beishan Psychiatric Hospital, only four people have never changed positions, one is Chen Dong, who is Chen Weixiang's father, who is currently missing and his life and death are in doubt.

Nurse Yu Zhen died in a car accident three years ago, and Wu Yufeng and Ge Cundong died on the same day.

The clue was completely broken, and no one knew what happened back then.

Wen Xinyue was obviously a little frustrated, waved her hand weakly, and said, "Go back!" ”

Lao Jiu and I glanced at each other and didn't say anything.

Back in the store, I told the situation for a while, Liu Jing and Hu Qiqi fell silent, and no one spoke.

"Tonight, I'm going to go to Sixty-Eight Middle School!"

Half a sound, Hu Qiqi spoke.

"Okay!"

If you wait like this, the clues will be cut off one by one, and you must take the initiative to do something, the underground corpse is too dangerous, there are too many people staring at Beishan Mental Hospital now, the sixty-eighth middle school is just right, the place is remote, and no one will pay attention to any movement.

The point is, I would like to know what Hu Qiqi buried in Sixty-Eight.

The decision was made, and we put our heads together and studied sixty-eight.

After looking at it for a while, I couldn't study anything, and finally decided to step on the spot, and now it's not dark yet, and this point is just right.

Just do it when you think of it, Liu Jing will take care of the house, and we will go to the sixty-eighth middle school to step on the point.

"Brother, it's time to buy a car!"

I went out to take a taxi, called two cars in a row, and when I heard that I was going to 68 Middle School, I was reluctant to go, and I could go if I wanted to, and I had to add money.

It's easy to do when you go, add money when you add money, and what to do when you come back?

Sixty-eight middle school is in the east of the city, that piece of land, is the most remote place in Dongyang, it is difficult to take a taxi, plus the legend of sixty-eight middle school, it is dark, and there is no car to go, we can't walk back!

"Brother, I have to buy a car!"

Lao Jiu pondered for a while, and held back such a sentence.

"I really have to buy a car!"

I nodded and said to him, "You call Boss Wen and borrow her car to drive away!" ”

"Why don't you fight?" Lao Jiu muttered, but still called under my coercion.

It didn't take half an hour for Wen Xinyue to send someone to deliver the car.

The driver who delivered the car was a woman, almost forty years old,, very charming, and there was a smell of burning on her body.

After the car arrived, the woman didn't say anything, and after saying hello, she took a taxi and left.

"It's a top incense!"

Hu Qiqi came to say this.

Dingxiang is another name for the horse fairy, Wen Xinyue's energy is not small, ask her to borrow a car, she found a horse fairy to send the car.

Everything is easy to do with a car, Lao Jiu drove, and we went straight to Sixty-eight Middle School.

The 68th Central Plains Site is a mass grave in the east of the city, starting from the Republic of China, the boundary in the east of the city is the poorest and most broken place in Dongyang.

More than a hundred years have passed, and it is still like this.

As soon as you enter the east of the city, you will see a decaying atmosphere, and the buildings on the street are all old buildings more than 20 years ago, giving people a feeling of the 90s of the last century.

The 68th Middle School, located in the east of the city, is even more broken in this neighborhood, with patches of bungalows on the street, and occasionally a few three-story small buildings, which also carry a sense of age.

In the sixty-eighth middle school, it has reached a limit, and there is not a trace of people in a radius of 100 meters around here.

Opposite the school used to be a row of stores, judging from the signs hanging on it, there were food stores, small restaurants, and stationery stores, but now, all of them are locked.

"It's too desolate!"

After getting out of the car, Lao Jiu and I glanced at each other and sighed at the same time.