Luo Wanxin gritted her teeth and stared at the picture inside the videotape.

"I came to you to let you find out who the driver was!"

Huo Zhen looked at the murderous aura in Luo Wan's heart.

He said softly, "Okay." ”

Yun Zichen quietly walked into the house, and his eyes fell directly on the monitor.

Huo Zhen glanced back at the person behind him, his eyes were deep.

In the picture, it was from the beginning, and Yun Zichen said appropriately: "I will watch it from two hours and fifty-eight minutes." ”

Luo Wanxin heard the voice and glanced back, and then accelerated to two hours and fifty-eight minutes with the remote control in her hand.

There was not a single car on the road at all, except for a black Maybach, followed by a large van in the distance.

Because it is a high-definition camera, it can be clearly seen that Fei Mo is holding the steering wheel with his left hand and holding his mobile phone in his right hand in the car, obviously he was distracted while driving.

At this time, the heavy truck, which was originally following far away, accelerated at this moment and directly hit the Maybach of Fei Mokai.

The man in the car had a tattooed face and no emotion in his eyes, and after he hit a Maybach with his car, the car stopped.

I saw that the Maybach could not withstand the heavy blow, and flew out like a kite off the string, and then hit the guardrail on the side.

At this moment, the truck that Ben stopped hit again, and the Maybach suddenly deformed, and at this moment, Luo Wanxin's heartbeat seemed to stop.

She reached out and covered her mouth, almost screaming.

How much she tried to alert her son to the car behind her, but it was completely useless, because it was just a videotape.

Huo Zhen's face was very gloomy, and his body exuded anger.

Yun Zichen saw the situation in the video, and his eyes were full of shock.

Luo Wanxin watched the driver get out of the car, then looked at her son Fei Mo, and finally took out a saber and committed suicide in front of the car.

Then someone passing by called the police, the traffic police came, and 120 ambulances came......

"Murder!" She roared angrily, "Murder absolutely! ”

Huo Zhen looked at the angry Luo Wanxin beside him, and he said comfortably: "Wanxin, don't be angry. ”

Luo Wanxin looked at Huo Zhen with scarlet eyes, "How can I not be angry, this is obviously to kill my son!" ”

Huo Zhen: "I know, but don't be so angry, I ......"

"Can I not be angry when my son is attacked?" Luo Wanxin glared at Huo Zhen angrily, "You see, obviously the driver hit it once and hit it a second time, and he wanted to kill him at all." ”

"If an ordinary driver hits it once, he will never dare to hit it a second time."

"And this driver is not an ordinary person at first glance, who dares to let him run the truck with the tattoo on his face, and the person with the saber with him, he is simply prepared."

Huo Zhen comforted Luo Wanxin, "I know, I will check the details of this driver." ”

Luo Wanxin gritted her teeth and said, "Who treats Ah Mo so ruthlessly!" Old lady them? ”

Huo Zhen: "It's not them, after all, they are their own grandsons, they are not so ruthless." ”

Luo Wanxin: "Apart from them, I can't think of anyone else who hates Ah Mo so much!" ”

Huo Zhen: "Enemy, I'll investigate." ”

After Yun Zichen watched the videotape, he also decided that someone wanted to kill Fei Mo.

The suicide driver had an obvious motive for killing, and he collided twice in a row, just to let Fei Mo die.

There are few cars in the suburbs, and it is estimated that the driver knows that Fei Mo will not survive, so he will commit suicide directly, so that he is not afraid of being caught and interrogated.

This move is much higher than the Burmese who was caught by him when he killed Josie last time.

If you want the secret to never be discovered, only the dead will not speak, let alone reveal it.

The driver is one such result.

Luo Wan said angrily: "In Jiangcheng, Amo is walking sideways, who dares to touch him!" If I want to be an enemy, I can only think of the old lady and them. ”

Huo Zhen: "Even if the two elders hate Ah Mo very much, they will never want to kill him, you have to believe me." ”

Luo Wanxin looked angry, "Huo Zhen, you must find out as soon as possible, no matter what way you use it." ”

Huo Zhen: "Okay, I promise you." ”

Yun Zichen turned to leave, and he stood outside the door with a complicated expression.

Walking to the intensive care room, he saw the doctor at a glance and asked, "How long will it take for Mr. Fei's injuries to recover?" He's going to be fine, right? I mean, will he be disabled? ”

The doctor was amazed at how bold his inquiry was.

But no one dared to talk casually, only one doctor said: "It is conservatively estimated that it will take more than two years, and the rest depends on the treatment for the time being." ”

Yun Zichen's face was even worse.

Depends on the situation for the time being? This answer was really safe enough, and he hoped that Fei Mo would be fine.

Fei Yu, who had been listening, was very worried and said: "Ah Mo must not be fine, if he has a physical defect, he should be in a lot of pain." ”

Yun Zichen's already bad face was even more ugly.

He walked to the disinfection room and took out his mobile phone, in the unoccupied room, he dialed the phone and said in fluent English: "Hello, I am Yun Zichen, the son of Yun Tianhao, I have something very important to contact Admiral Mike, please transfer the call for me." ”

The other party was fluent in English and said, "Please wait. ”

There was a pleasant sound of music in my ears, and soon the call was transferred, and a hoarse, low, gentle man's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, Zichen, what is your dad doing at home today?" Pure American English.

Yun Zichen: "Hey, Uncle Mack, I've been out of New York recently, and I've returned to China. ”

Mike: "Oh yes, the last time I played golf with your dad, he won me by three goals, and I'm going to ask him to play another game in the near future, and I don't believe I can't beat him." ”

Yun Zichen: "Yes, my dad has been very empty recently, you can contact him." ”

Mike: "It's raining in New York, I'll make an appointment with him when the weather gets better in the next few days." ”

Yun Zichen: "Okay, my dad also likes to play golf with Uncle Mack. ”

Mike laughed, his voice gruff, and he could feel the man's hormones bursting through the phone.

"Zichen, it's not kind, you know that I have been abused by your father for golf."

Yun Zichen was patient, "You are friends, friends play casually, just have fun." ”

Mike: "That's true, but I can also abuse your dad, next time I take him to shoot, you know my marksmanship, I promise to abuse your dad." ”

Yun Zichen: "Uncle Mack, you are the best. However, I called you today because I wanted your help. ”

Mike: "I'll help you as long as I can, say, what?" ”

Yun Zichen: "I know that the best military doctor in the U.S. military hospital is in the army, and I hope Uncle Mac can help me once, so that the best doctor in the army hospital can come to Jiangcheng to help me save one person." ”

The world's most elite military doctors are gathered in the U.S. military, and they are more low-key than the experts and professors of the various hospitals who hold honors, whether it is surgery or internal medicine, and they are more powerful than the doctors in the hospitals outside.

They have the best field doctors in wartime, who deal with many difficult injuries, and know very well how to treat patients as quickly as possible, so that the wounded can recover from their wounds as quickly as possible and save their bodies.

Fei Mo was so badly injured.

He didn't want to see Fimu disabled.

McBen's voice calmed down at the hearing of this sentence.

"Zichen, you should know that military doctors only treat American soldiers, and if the other party is not an American soldier, I can't allow your request."