Tang Moshen looked sideways at the road scene outside, "How far is this from Haishi People's Hospital?" ”

Wen Ziqian turned on his tablet and looked at the satellite map.

"About two kilometers."

Tang Moshen nodded and continued to say into the phone, "I'm in Haishi, I'll go over first." ”

"Minister!" On the other end of the phone, Duan Siping's tone was eager, "Now, they must be trying their best to find out the previous commander of 'Operation Thunder', and you are only afraid that it will attract their attention." ”

"Operation Thunder" is the code name of the previous operation to exterminate the Rakshasa Regiment.

In this activity, Tang Moshen is the commander-in-chief, and Duan Siping is the person in charge.

Two persons involved in the operation were killed one after the other, and it was clear that this was an organized act of revenge.

Duan Siping didn't want Tang Moshen to expose something related to this matter, so as not to provoke him.

After all, he was running for election and had too many public events to attend.

Once exposed, the danger speaks for itself.

"I'm measured!"

Hanging up the phone, Tang Moshen handed the phone to Wen Ziqian.

"The two of us got out of the car to go to the hospital, and the others continued to the city hall to avoid attracting attention."

The car continued to move forward, and when it reached a passage under the bridge, Wen Ziqian ordered the driver to slow down.

The two of them got out of the car neatly, and the driver immediately continued to speed forward.

The whole process took less than half a minute.

Except for the driver in the car, the security personnel in the front and rear cars, no one noticed that Tang Moshen had gotten out of the car.

When the convoy continued to move forward, Tang Moshen and Wen Ziqian also climbed from the ladder on one side to the bridge.

Tang Moshen pulled off his tie, rolled it up and stuffed it into his pocket, unbuttoned his shirt, and pulled the collar.

Wen Ziqian took out a mask and handed it over, and saw that he wore it on his face, then walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi.

Pulled the car door and let Tang Moshen into the back seat, and Wen Ziqian sat sideways in the co-pilot.

"Master driver, please take us to the People's Hospital."

The taxi driver subconsciously glanced at Tang Moshen in the back seat.

In the back seat, the lights are dim.

All he saw was a man wearing a mask and a loose suit.

Because the destination of the two was the hospital, the driver only regarded it as a patient with a cold and did not think much about it.

Naturally, I didn't recognize it, and the one sitting in my car was a big man who often appeared on TV.

Politely reminding them to sit down, he turned off the empty lights and started the taxi.

on the back seat.

Tang Moshen took out his mobile phone and dialed Pei Yunqing's phone again.

The phone went through, but no one answered.

After a while, a prompt sounded.

"I'm sorry, your call is currently unanswered, please call again later."

Tang Moshen's brows became more and more wrinkled.

Originally, I just wanted to use the time in the car to call Pei Yun lightly and ask her about her situation at school.

Now, after several phone calls, he can't get through, and his heart is inevitably worried.

This girl, can't something happen?!

Raising his finger, he pressed the redial button again.

A few minutes later, the taxi stopped at the gate of Haishi People's Hospital.

The two got out of the car together, and when Wen Ziqian called to contact the Haishi police, Tang Moshen dialed Pei Yunqing's phone for the sixth time.

The result is still the same - no one answers.

At this juncture, he was not sure of her safety, and he was really relieved.

Shoving the phone back into his pocket, he ordered with a frown.

"Immediately arrange for people to go to the Medical University to ensure the safety of Yunqing!"