Chapter: 249

Thinking of this, Zhang Xuanxuan's face became a little ugly, and she rang the doorbell impatiently.

No one opened the door.

Hong Shiguang was struggling to crawl towards the secret room, his body was dehydrated, leaving a clear water mark behind him. The doorbell sounded more and more illusory, and Hong Shiguang, who was aging instantly, heard his breathing sound like a broken bellows, getting heavier and heavier.

Zhang Xuanxuan suddenly became anxious and rang the doorbell desperately: "Hong Shiguang! Open the door! What's wrong with you?"

There was no response from inside the door. Zhang Xuanxuan put her ears on the door and couldn't hear anything. Something was wrong, he didn't answer the phone or open the door, there was absolutely no need for him to avoid her. Zhang Xuanxuan suddenly remembered what Secretary Hong Shiguang said: Mr. Hong is not in good health recently... Could it be that something happened?

She called Li Yanzhi impatiently: "Xiao Yan! I want to call the police! I suspect that my fiancé passed out alone at home!"

The police station where Li Yanzhi works is only ten minutes away from Hong Shiguang's home. He arrived quickly with a lock picker on a motorcycle, and saw Zhang Xuanxuan anxiously walking back and forth outside the door.

"Sister Xuanxuan, what's the matter, haven't you opened the door yet?"

"No, I watched him go in, the phone didn't answer, the door wouldn't open, something must have happened!"

Li Yanzhi turned his head and asked the locksmith, "How long does it take for this combination lock?".

"About ten minutes."

Seeing Zhang Xuanxuan's ugly face, Li Yanzhi put his arms around her shoulders and comforted her, "Don't worry, it's raining heavily outside, the ambulance will be here in a while after being stuck on the road."

When the medical staff arrived, the combination lock was just opened, and Li Yanzhi was the first to run in.

In the living room, Hong Shiguang was lying on the ground, dying.

Li Yanzhi turned Hong Shiguang over. He still had the same young and handsome face, but was very pale and weak.

Li Yanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Zhang Xuanxuan, "It's okay, I just passed out."

Fortunately, it's okay... Zhang Xuanxuan rubbed her chest, still in shock.

The medical staff took over Hong Shiguang and checked his condition briefly. It seemed that his life was not in danger, so Zhang Xuanxuan felt relieved.

"Sister Xuanxuan, I'm going back to the bureau immediately, do you want to follow me to the hospital?"

Zhang Xuanxuan shook her head: "I informed his secretary to go to the hospital, and I'll rest for a while before leaving. Xiaoyan, it's lucky to have you, otherwise we would be in the headlines again."

Li Yanzhi smiled: "I've been bullying me for so many years, isn't it too late to be polite now?...I'm going back first, call me anytime you need anything."

After Hong Shiguang was carried away on the stretcher, Zhang Xuanxuan breathed a sigh of relief, and sat on the sofa weakly, rubbing her temples.

A ray of sunlight came in from the window, and she glanced inadvertently. Under the reflection of the sunlight, there was a very clear and strange trace of dried water stains on the ground. She came closer to observe curiously, and found that there were many finger prints left by crawling beside the drag marks.

This drag mark continued from the door to one wall of the living room, and disappeared.

Zhang Xuanxuan walked to the wall and saw that the fingerprints continued all the way to the cabinet. A landscape painting hanging above the cabinet was a bit crooked. She subconsciously reached out to push the landscape painting, and suddenly the wall turned over, revealing a secret door.