Mrs. An Shao, please

Chapter 88
"When?" This person is most likely Dao Scar Liu himself. The person just now is obviously a smoke bomb he released, and he himself should still be hidden somewhere in the hospital.

"An uncle wearing a black hat went into the elevator with him. It's another elevator." The little boy was obviously very relieved of An Shao, and he didn't even stutter so much.

Another elevator?An Shao remembered that when they caught the man in the peaked cap, another elevator was still descending, and the basement floor was the morgue!Scar Liu is in the morgue!

Coming to this conclusion, An Shao took the little boy out, handed him over to the special police outside, and then looked down the balcony. The knife in the prisoner's hand holding the female patient happened to be knocked out by a lurking sniper. The special police rushed to take him down and successfully rescued the hostages.

A lot of reporters came to the hospital lobby at some point, and they held up their cameras to capture the scene. The host was busy explaining and releasing the latest real-time reports to the TV station.

Gu Shaojin raised his head, just in time to meet An Shao's eyes, both of them had deep eyes.An Shao held the walkie-talkie in his hand and said, "Scar Liu may be in the morgue on the basement floor, and there is another hostage in his hand."

Gu Shaojin immediately put away the walkie-talkie in his hand, and asked Dean Wang beside him, "Is there another exit from the morgue?"

"Yes, the gate of the mortuary is connected to the underground parking lot, but that gate is locked all the year round, so you can't get out at all." Dean Wang is the head of a hospital anyway, so it's impossible for him to know everything. Asking him what are the dead spots of surveillance, it is already a shame that he can't answer it, and if he can't answer it now, he, the dean, will be in vain.

"Team B pay attention. The prisoner may come out of the parking lot. Every car that goes out must be carefully checked. The prisoner has scars on his face." Gu Shaojin responded calmly, while commanding the special police around him to press the elevator and surround him at both ends. Scar Liu will definitely not be able to escape today.

"The colonel of the Army Group A headquarters personally led a team to capture the kidnappers. Now he has successfully captured one hostage-taking criminal, and another one is still at large. We will do our best to track the real-time situation on the scene..." The major radio stations and newspapers are actively and nervously The news they captured was released, and the reporters finally squeezed to the front, wanting to interview the youngest colonel.

Gu Shaojin glanced at him coldly, and those people who came from the mountains and seas were immediately frozen. They didn't dare to take a step forward, but just stared at him blankly and said: "Now is a critical moment, and there are still hostages on the ground. In the hands of criminals, we hope that the mass media will support our work and not hinder our work."

These people are actually just reporting news, arresting criminals is the job of the police, so when they meet Gu Shaojin, they will subconsciously think of the gossip posted on the Internet. Colonel Gu is married, but the bride is very mysterious. They didn't know, so they all took it as their responsibility to publish the news about Colonel Gu's mysterious wife. If anyone got the first-hand information, it would be a headline.

But Gu Shaojin looked at him so coldly, and opened his mouth with such a serious reprimand, that no one dared to ask questions. Now that it is such a critical juncture, he doesn't care about the safety of the hostages, but he still cares about these gossip incidents.

Gu Shaojin personally led the team to the mortuary. In fact, he didn't need to go, he just stood there and directed, but he really didn't want to stand there and deal with those reporters who had no lower limit and no bottom line.

The temperature in the morgue is much lower than the temperature above. The lights on the basement floor are dim and yellow. As soon as the elevator doors are opened, the lights are turned on. Everyone feels a cool breeze blowing towards the door. The blood of the people's soldiers will inevitably feel chills on the back.The ghost stories I read as a child popped up all at once.

Gu Shaojin walked in the front silently, without any timidity at all because this is a mortuary, such a strong spine and calm eyes, these special police officers couldn't help admiring them, and then boldly walked in, the more he went The colder it is to walk in, and it seems that you can hear the sound of 'creaking', like the sound of an ancient shaker, which makes people stand on end.

A soldier was a little scared, and he couldn't help but timidly said: "Colonel, there should be no one in front, maybe An Shao made a mistake."

Gu Shaojin ignored him and walked straight inside. The lights suddenly dimmed, and the 'creaking' sound became louder and louder. A man's heavy scream came from the darkness: "Ah, there is a ghost, help."

The dim light came on again, Gu Shaojin turned his head, and there was a strange scene behind him, and none of the soldiers following him disappeared.

He, Gu Shaojin, never believed in ghosts and gods, and he firmly believed that there were no ghosts and gods in this world.

"Come out, I know you're here." Gu Shaojin's voice echoed in the basement floor, and the temperature in his voice was several degrees lower than here.

"Giggle..." There was a strange laugh, like a hoarse and ugly laughter from a person's throat being scalded by hot oil.

Gu Shaojin touched the pistol at his waist, followed the sound, the dim light went out again, there were low footsteps slowly approaching in the darkness, and the sound of "creaking" wooden bed sounded again, but this time it was more intense , as if something was about to rush out of it, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, getting closer, getting closer...

Suddenly there was a sound of wind approaching his ears, and Gu Shaojin felt a figure drifting by quickly, and the sound of hurried footsteps was like a string of notes from hell, which awakened the strange lights on the underground floor.

"Don't play tricks, Dao Scar Liu, I know you are here, An Muhan let you in five years ago, and Gu Shaojin will let you in again five years later." Gu Shaojin's words echoed in the deep corridor , like the sound transmission of hell, there are only two doors here, and dozens of corpses are placed inside, and only the white cloth glowing with white light can be seen under the dim light.

'Crack', a familiar voice sounded, and Gu Shaojin curled his lips coldly, like a purgatory messenger, playing a game of ghosts and gods, he was born to be the master of ghosts and gods.It only takes a second to turn around beautifully, load the gun, and pull the trigger.

"Bang—" There was a gunshot, and blood spattered everywhere. Scar Liu opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe the scene in front of him. He was holding the rifle he snatched from the special police in his hand. It was already loaded, but it didn't have time to click. Pulling the trigger, he felt that a meteorite had streaked across his head, and his forehead was already gushing with blood.

The marksmanship is so precise and fast, even faster and more accurate than An Muhan.

At the moment when the gun rang out on the basement floor, An Shao happened to see Chu Yu coming down from the wind at the top of the stairs. There was such a big accident in the hospital, and even this accident was aimed at her. She herself seemed to be okay, and asked without knowing anything: "Hey, Young Master An, why are you here?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, An Shao rushed forward, hugged her tightly in his arms, and kissed her red lips fiercely, leaving no room for her to resist.All the words, all the worries, all the reprimands, all the likes melted into this deep kiss.

(End of this chapter)