July 6, 3:00 a.m

The woods are dark.

Wei Donghe hid behind a huge camphor tree, looking at Nie Yu from a distance, talking to the police who came to answer him.

He stretched out his hand and pointed in a direction, and immediately a policeman rushed over with a police dog.

Wei Donghe is very glad that this is the water's edge, the water will eliminate the smell of his body, and the role of police dogs is very limited.

He turned around, leaning his back against the tree, panting heavily.

Now what?

They have no evidence, even if they catch Deng Ming, Deng Ming will resist stubbornly, he will bite Nie Yu back, when the two sides insist on their own words, Wei Donghe does not have much confidence in the judgment of the police.

Anyway, to this day, he's still a wanted man, a dangerous fugitive.

He was exhausted.

He hadn't eaten in more than 24 hours, and his most recent meal was yesterday's dinner, shiitake mushroom noodles, and he didn't eat shiitake mushrooms like Jenny, plus he was so preoccupied that he didn't even eat half of the noodles - could that be his last supper?

I knew I should have eaten more.

He was thinking wildly, seeing that the police were gathering more and more, and the police cars and ambulances that came one after another lit up the nearby woods, and it wouldn't be long before Wei Donghe's hiding place would be discovered, and he had to think of a way......

Wei Donghe moved his body and touched the hard object in his right trouser pocket—it was the mobile phone that Gao Cheng bought for him. He took it out and looked at it, and as early as when he was hiding in Du Li's house, he had already pressed the shutdown.

After soaking in the water for so long, it may have gone bad.

He had the attitude of trying it out, and the phone turned on.

Almost at the same time, the phone vibrated in his hand, he pressed the answer button, and immediately came the voice of elevation anxiety: "Hey? ”

"It's me."

Gao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief: "What's wrong?" Why is it shutting down? I'm dying! ”

Wei Donghe briefly explained the situation.

Gao Cheng shouted over there: "Wei Donghe, you are going to turn yourself in!" ”

Wei Donghe was stunned for a moment, and then heard Gao Cheng shouting: "Janie! Jenny didn't go, I've already checked, Jenny went from Donglin City to Wushi at that time, she took a bus directly from the airport to the long-distance station, she came back at that time, she has always been in Donglin City! She is in the same group as that Su Xi, and that Su Xi was instructed by her or coerced by her! I got a message, it seems that there is a kidnapped woman, I don't know if Jane kidnapped someone from Su Xi to blackmail Su Xi to help her-"

Wei Donghe's head seemed to have been smashed by a cement bag. Elevation's every word slammed him hard.

Jenny didn't leave!

Jenny has been trying to save him!

She even kidnapped someone...... Blackmail Assistant Prosecutor Su Xi?!

How is this possible?

He wanted to open his mouth and scold Gao Cheng for a moment: Are you stupid? How could Jenny kidnap someone, how could she have that ability? Or does she have accomplices? Why don't you say that she is the leader of a transnational criminal gang? Where the hell did you hear that nonsense?

But before he could speak, Gao Cheng shouted louder: "Are you listening?" That Gu Qiu heard what Jenny said, and when Jenny was leaving, she said to her aunt, tomorrow - no, today at nine o'clock, that is to say, before your trial, she said that she would go there and wait for you in advance, if you are still sentenced to death......"

Wei Donghe's head buzzed, and he suddenly heard a loud bang.

He was unsteady on his feet, his phone fell to the ground, he shook his body, turned his head in a daze, and saw a person standing behind him - Deng Ming.

Deng Ming held a wrist-thick wooden stick in his hand, missed the blow, raised it again, and smashed it again at Wei Donghe's head.

Wei Donghe didn't dodge, his eyes were dull, his expression condensed, and soon a line of blood flowed down from the top of his head, covering his eyes.

He looked at Deng Ming in front of him and did not speak.

But Deng Ming hesitated for a moment, and raised the wooden stick again, "Kill you, I have to let the police know, I did this to catch the fugitives, the black police are Nie Yu, not my ......"

Wei Donghe blinked. The viscous blood blocked his gaze, and his eyelids felt heavy and hot, just like his heart.

Jenny didn't leave—

She kidnapped a woman—

She would have waited for him outside the trial site in advance—

Elevation's voice came from the phone that fell to the ground: "Did you hear that?" Wei Donghe? Wei Donghe, you have to turn yourself in! You're going to turn yourself in so that Jenny can see it, you're going to save her, and whatever she does, she's going to have to let go......"

Jenny!

Wei Dong raised his head and saw Deng Ming's face in the blood mist, he stepped forward gloomily and quickly, flew up and kicked Deng Ming's chin, he saw Deng Ming like a rag bag, falling heavily on the ground, his head just fell on the bare roots of a big tree.

With a tilt of his head, he fainted.

Wei Donghe wiped the blood from his eyes.

He picked up the phone, ignored the noise of elevation, and hung up.

Then he dialed the police on 110, and after briefly talking about the situation, he hung up.

Soon, a large group of policemen gathered in the woods on the other side of the reservoir, and they looked across the reservoir. There was a team leader who was pointing to this side and giving orders.

After a while, the policeman who led the team waved his hand, and the policemen divided into two teams, left and right, and ran around the reservoir and ran towards this side.

Wei Donghe's figure quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

Only the unconscious Deng Ming was left.

Torrential rain poured down all of a sudden. The huge raindrops were like silver bullets, rushing to the ground in a poignant and crazy manner, instantly wetting Deng Ming's clothes.

He opened his eyes in a daze.

I saw a pair of shoes at my feet.

He looked along his shoes, and there was a face on his head, a dark and dark face.

Zhang Weize.