Xu Yao did not go anywhere afterwards. He just sat in his office, staring straight at the computer monitor. He put his coat on the chair behind him. He

kept flipping through the comments page under the news. Sure enough, this case of the judge live-broadcasting the explosion was very popular, and there were already tens of thousands of comments under the news.

Xu Yao couldn't help but raise his hand from time to time while reading, staring at the watch above to check the time. He was waiting.

He was waiting for the fish to bite.

Xu Yao sat quietly for a moment, lit a cigarette, and stood up silently. Then I stood up, picked up the water cup, and walked to the water dispenser by the wall to get a cup of hot water.

On the surface, he was extremely calm, but his heart was surging. Xu Yao took out green tea from the tea can and threw it into the cup. Watching the tea leaves spinning in the cup, unfolding little by little, they are like flowers swaying in the wind.

Suddenly, Xu Yao grabbed the cup and smashed it hard against the corner of the wall. With a bang, the cup shattered into glass shards, and a large stain was left on the wall. The tea leaves that had not yet been soaked stayed on the wall for a moment, and then fell one by one.

Xu Yao's anger, unwillingness, hesitation and panic all intersected together.

He really didn't expect it would be him.

Xu Yao's guilt attacked him like a flood. In the eight years since he joined the police, he has solved countless major cases, unsolved cases, and special projects, but only this time he became a loser.

He should have been able to find out who the real culprit behind the scenes was a long time ago? But his self-righteousness, his self-confidence, and his personal feelings prevented him from finding the truth.

Xu Yao sat quietly, smoking one cigarette after another. And he would open his phone from time to time, waiting.

Suddenly, there was a ding-dong sound, and Xu Yao's eyes froze, sweeping across the screen of the phone, and a cold light shot out from his eyes.

The WeChat message ringtone brought Xu Yao back to reality. The phone was lit with a faint light, and when he opened it, there was a WeChat message from Li Tianfeng, which described the matter very simply.

"Xu Yao, are you interested in playing an adventure game?"

This tone seemed to be how they usually get along. Li Tianfeng would sometimes go out with Xu Yao to play, watch performances, movies, ride or drive, etc., but this was the first time to explore a secret room.

Xu Yao's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes became colder and colder. He Shenming fell in a pool of blood and appeared in front of him again.

So Xu Yao opened WeChat without saying a word and replied, "Of course." At

this point, Li Tianfeng took the initiative to ask him out. In fact, there was no need to think too much, Xu Yao already knew what was going on.

Li Tianfeng is the mastermind that the police have been looking for, but the police have too little evidence. Even if they arrest Li Tianfeng now, they cannot convict him.

Moreover, the source of all this is because of Xu Yao, so he should be responsible for ending it.

They have always been best friends and equally matched opponents. Finally

, the time for their face-to-face confrontation has come.

After three minutes, Li Tianfeng finally replied, "Okay, tomorrow night at 9:30.

Come alone."

Just a few simple words, but it also has a very great shocking effect. Li Tianfeng really understood Xu Yao, because he could guess that Xu Yao would understand the intention of these words without him talking too much.

Li Tianfeng had already expected that Xu Yao would not inform the criminal police team of their meeting this time, and he was also sure that he would go alone.

The reason was simple, Li Tianfeng had a life on his hands, and he was the only one who could save Mo Xiaoqing. Li

Tianfeng very boldly sent the address of the secret room adventure game.

Xu Yao looked at the line of words, and the smile on his face was very bitter.

Then he unlocked his phone and made a call, "Xiao Yang, is Mo Xiaoqing okay in the hospital now?"

The person on the other end began to report Mo Xiaoqing's current situation respectfully. He said that Mo Xiaoqing was restless in the hospital and always wanted to be discharged, but fortunately she calmed down in the end.

"Okay, then you continue to watch her. Don't let Mo Xiaoqing break out, and don't let strange strangers in."

In fact, it was Xu Yao's idea to lock Mo Xiaoqing up in the hospital.

That night, he mobilized all his strength to find a hacker expert to directly hack the network transmitter on the necklace around Mo Xiaoqing's neck.

But Xu Yao could only do so much. Because the outside of the collar is a special material, a metal-like structure, with a vibrator inside. So there is no way to use a saw to saw it open.

If you want to save Mo Xiaoqing, the only way is to negotiate conditions with the person behind the scenes.

That's why Xu Yao was very positive and immediately agreed to Li Tianfeng's conditions.

He put out his last cigarette, put on his coat, stepped over a piece of tea leaves that had not dried up just now, and a crackling sound came from his footsteps.

When he raised his foot, the piece of green had been completely shattered.

Xu Yao was suddenly relieved and sneered.

He turned around and took out a pistol from the drawer of his office, wiped it clean with a cloth, put it on the table, and then took out two boxes of bullets.

He counted them carefully over and over again, and then continued to carefully put the guns and bullets into the bag.

The next evening.

Xu Yao took a shower in advance, dressed neatly, and walked slowly in the room. He stopped in every corner of his room and looked around, as if he wanted to remember everything in the room.

He took out his pistol and bullet bag again and placed them on the table. The pistol had been carefully maintained and exuded a mixed smell of steel, gun oil and gunpowder.

He just stared at the gun body emitting a faint blue light under the setting sun without saying a word.

Xu Yao suddenly said, "Please, Master. I hope you can protect me."

He opened the magazine and checked it again and again. After feeling very satisfied, he opened a box of bullets, put the bullets into the magazine one by one, and then pushed the magazine into the gun body. He picked up the gun and weighed it, then put the holster on his waist, inserted the pistol in, and fastened the buckle.

After doing all this, Xu Yao went out, got on his jeep, and drove directly to a hospital.

Although it was 7:30 in the afternoon, the hospital was very quiet. Xu Yao did not alarm others.

He went directly from the side door of the hospital and chose to go upstairs instead of taking the elevator. He avoided all ears and eyes and sneaked in the hospital quietly.

Finally, he stopped on the sixth floor of the last inconspicuous building. Through the glass above the door, Xu Yao saw a woman lying quietly on the single bed by the windowsill.

Xu Yao stared at the woman on the bed without blinking, his eyes full of deep lust, as if he wanted to take the woman into his eyes.

Xu Yao murmured, "Xiao Qing, I promised you that I would protect you. I will definitely do it. Wait for me.

I will definitely save you.

"