It was late at night, the tunnel was empty, the wreckage of the vehicle had been cleared, and there were still some unwashed blood stains on the ground.

The Ghost Gate does not lead to a fixed location, and it seems that the position of each person after coming out is different.

Lu Nan looked around and found that the plough was not here, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and the top priority was to quickly find his body and return to yang.

After thinking about it, the nearest hospital from here should be the Second Hospital of Xicheng District, and after identifying the direction, Lu Nan immediately walked out of the tunnel.

As soon as he walked a few steps, Lu Nan saw some black ashes remaining on the ground on the side of the tunnel.

Upon inspection, he found that there was a piece of paper that had not yet been burned, as well as a slender bamboo strip that had been turned into charcoal, which looked like a paper bundle that had been burned to a dead man.

The paper fragment was two colors, two-thirds black and the remaining one-third red, which looked like the taillights of a car.

Lu Nan blew a light breeze, and the ashes immediately flew up, revealing the fragments of paper underneath that had not been fully burned.

After careful identification, Lu Nan determined that the paper tie was made in imitation of Fang Mutian's two cars.

In this way, the car accident was indeed not an accident, but someone arranged everything in advance.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Nan found that there was a very light-colored footprint not far away.

A meter away from this footprint is the same footprint, only lighter in color.

Lu Nan speculated that this was the footprint left on the ground by someone who stepped on the ground after stepping on the embers with their feet, and the soles of their shoes were stained with black ashes.

Judging by the size and shape of the footprints, this should be a woman's foot. The two footprints are separated by at least one meter, indicating that this person can walk fifty centimeters in one step, and it seems that he is a big man.

In this magical place in Shangcheng, it seems that big women are not uncommon, at least among the beauties that Lu Nan knows, almost none are less than one meter seven.

Lu Nan looked around and confirmed that there were no missing clues, then he got up and walked towards the hospital.

Fortunately, after Lu Nan became a ghost, the attributes of his body did not change, and he walked like a fly at this moment, and his speed was extremely fast.

Not long after, the gate of the Second Courtyard of Nancheng appeared in Lu Nan's sight.

Outside the renovated gate, there are all sorts of luxury cars parked, and there is no free place around except for the road for ambulances.

Almost every one of these license plates has suffixes such as "666", "888", and "999", and if you put one on the street, you will be an eye-catching object.

Just then, a black sedan pulled up directly to the door.

The two security guards were about to reprimand the car that occupied the emergency lane, but after seeing the string of "1111" license plate numbers, they honestly kept their mouths shut.

The car door opened, and Yun Meifeng, Cang Lingzi and others walked out of the car in a panic and hurried towards the hospital.

After they left, the driver reversed the car and parked on the tarmac at a distance.

In the guard room, the young security guard looked at Yun Meifeng's back and said, "Isn't this the chairman of the Yun Group?" She's here too! What kind of great people are in our hospital? ”

"I heard that there was a car accident on the side of the Yongsan Tunnel and I was sent urgently. When I came, it was said that my body could be folded backwards, and I didn't lose my breath. Another middle-aged security guard, who was a little older, said.

"Yongsan Tunnel? Isn't that the outer ring road? Usually there is very little traffic, how can it hit the ground so badly? The young security guard said again.

"Who knows, I heard that it was a heavy-duty truck speeding in the wrong direction."

"Is that section of the road a no-go section for large vehicles, and how can heavy trucks go from there?" The young security guard asked in surprise.

"Hey, who knows, it looks like he's going to be unlucky." The middle-aged security guard said with a sigh.

The young security guard took a sip and said, "Maybe he did too many evil things that hurt heaven and reason, and God sent him to clean him up." ”

"Shhhh The middle-aged security guard hurriedly made a silent gesture.

"Cut, what are you afraid of? Can he still turn into a ghost and find me? The young security guard said with a look of disdain.

"What the hell is not the hell! I'm afraid that people will hear that I want your life, and we can't afford to provoke this kind of big person. The middle-aged security guard glared at the little security guard and said.

"Hehe, okay, go on patrol!"

"Yes, I'm going, you watch here." The middle-aged security guard walked out with a flashlight.

The young security guard glanced at the emergency room behind him and sneered, "Rich, amazing? Can money buy a life? It's better to die quickly! ”

Suddenly, the door of the guard room was blown open by the wind, and a cold wind entered the guard room, causing the young security guard to shiver.

He walked over and closed the door, and said to himself, "It's strange, why is the wind so cold on a September day?" ”

With that, he walked over and closed the door.

Suddenly, a slight electric sound swept through it, and the lights in the guard room went out.

Immediately after, a twisted human body covered in blood and with a ninety degree bend at the back of his waist appeared in front of him.

"Mom!"

After a scream, the young security guard turned pale and fainted.

A gust of wind blew, and the door was blown open again.

The hallway outside the operating room was full of people, all in groups of three or five.

Liu Weiwei and Liu Huaishan are one group, Fang Mutian's father and daughter and Zeng Qingbin and his wife are one group, Liang Ruonan and Fang Qing are standing together, and next to Qiu Tian, who just arrived in Shangcheng and rushed to hear the news, Long Yiming and Long Wu stood not far from Liang Ruonan.

These waves of people occasionally communicated with each other, and most of the time they waited in silence.

Fang Qing's tears fell down like beads with broken threads, and they had remained in this state since she came to the hospital.

Liang Ruonan's eyes were slightly red, and at first he comforted her softly on the side, but then he simply cried himself.

Fang Yu on the other side was pale, and the whole person didn't say a word as if he had lost his soul, and he didn't even change his movements in the slightest.

The dean of the Second Nancheng Courtyard was talking to Fang Mutian about something, nothing more than doing everything he could to rescue and so on.

At this time, a wicked man covered in blood walked out of the elevator menacingly, followed by two young men who were also covered in blood.

After coming to the corridor, he stood in the corridor and looked around, and shouted, "Where is the dean?" ”

When the dean saw that the man was covered in blood, and there were two younger brothers and a woman behind him, he thought that it was another ruffian hooligan from Xicheng who had been injured in a fight, and came to the doctor to treat the wound for free.

Now there are people standing in this corridor, but they are all the people of Shangcheng, and any one of them can make Shangcheng tremble.