Lin Mo was sitting in the back seat, with Lao Wang driving the car and Zhang Quan pretending to be the co-pilot.

But this time, both of them were very honest. The one who drove the car kept his hands on the handlebars in an upright manner, and the co-pilot, who was always a talker, didn't dare to say anything and studied the route carefully.

In fact, there is a ball that can be studied. They have walked this road many times. Even if they drive with their eyes closed, they will definitely not go the wrong way.

Mainly still nervous.

Lin Mo is eating.

The life of an outlaw is not that good either. All they bring are some cakes and bacon.

These are not delicious, but for Lin Mo now, they are an extremely important source of nutrition.

Of course, Lin Mo didn't dare to eat too fast. He ate in small bites. Even if he felt hungry again, he could only do this because it was good for his health.

After drinking water and eating something, I felt better.

With a little strength, the numbness in my body got better, but then came the pain.

I don’t know where it hurts, but it hurts everywhere.

But Lin Mo knew that it was okay to feel pain.

If the body hurts, it means that all the indicators are there. It is the stimulation of the body to the brain. If it does not hurt, it is called horror.

To put it simply, if it hurts, there is still hope; if it doesn’t hurt, there is no hope.

"Take me to the hospital quickly!"

Lin Mo said something.

Lao Wang said that the nearest hospital here is in the county town, and their destination this time is also there.

Lin Mo also knew that the superiors asked them to take Lin Mo's body back. Zhang Quanmao and Lao Wang had already given up on them without him asking.

Don't dare to hide it.

So Lin Mo was well aware of the current situation, but there was one thing he didn't quite understand. Since he had been confirmed dead, why did the General Administration have to take the body back?

Is it for further confirmation?

Lin Mo didn't know.

He doesn't have a communicator now. He doesn't know where Chunfeng has thrown him. The clothes are not his own. The communication device in the nightmare world was also destroyed by some force during the battle with Chunfeng and cannot be used.

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So now Lin Mo can't contact Professor Xie and the others.

If he could be contacted, he would definitely inquire about the situation.

But no matter what, I came back.

The shit basin that was placed on my head before had to be moved away, and I had to avenge my injustice.

Wait a moment.

Lin Mo thought about it carefully, and found out that although Lao Zhao and Deputy Director Jiang were not killed by himself, it was actually his own body that did the killing.

So how do you explain this?

The real murderer Chunfeng was already finished. He was devoured by evil spirits and not even a scum was left. How could he come forward to testify?

So how can I prove that I didn’t kill Old Zhao and Deputy Director Jiang on my own?

This kind of thing requires real evidence, but Lin Mo found that he couldn't produce any evidence now.

This is a bit troublesome.

Although Lin Mo is not afraid of taking the blame, this is not a scapegoat, but a scapegoat, especially since he has a very good relationship with Lao Zhao and Deputy Director Jiang. Lin Mo cannot do this if he is accused of killing his superiors and friends.

I can't even swallow this breath.

How can I prove my innocence?

Lin Mo sighed.

He moved his arms and wanted to scratch his head.

I found my arm hurts a lot.

It is better to go to the hospital for examination and treatment first.

As for other things, think about it slowly.

Mainly because my head hurts now.

An hour later, we entered the county town.

It's not a big place, and it's very deserted in broad daylight. There aren't many people on the streets. Some of the front houses on both sides of the road are not open, and most of them are closed.

Very depressed.

Lao Wang and Zhang Quan pretended to introduce it to Lin Mo, saying that it was fine before because of the tourism industry, so the people here lived a decent life, but after the nightmare came, who the hell would still travel?

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This industry is completely ruined.

"That's why my second uncle's food was so bad. He borrowed money to open it, and it was all destroyed at once. At that time, he was crying at home every day, but he met a poor man at night and was killed." Lao Wang said this

When I said it, my tone was full of helplessness and sigh.

Zhang Quanmao beside him said in a low voice: "Okay, it's all over. At least I'm peaceful and no longer have any worries."

Lao Wang ignored Zhang Quanmao. He thought to himself, "What the hell is it?"

If you piss off the guy behind you, we'll both be doomed.

At this time, I heard the person behind me saying that Zhang Quan was right.

"For ordinary people, when encountering this kind of situation, it may be a good choice to get rid of it as soon as possible."

Lin Mo also felt this. He has always been optimistic, but many things he has experienced before are simply more terrifying than death for ordinary people.

Most people really can't bear it.

If he hadn't died, he would have gone crazy.

Fortunately, Lin Mo himself is a lunatic.

The car stopped at the hospital.

Lao Wang said to go in and call someone, but Lin Mo said no, he would get out of the car himself.

The two people could only help Lin Mo get out of the car and walk into the hospital lobby.

No matter how deserted it is outside, there are always people in the hospital, and there are quite a few of them.

It's amazing that a hospital can be maintained in such a small place.

A nurse was shocked when she saw Lin Mo, mainly because she had never seen anyone in such miserable condition, so she quickly asked someone to push the bed over. The next step was routine examination and treatment.

Lin Mo had no money, so Lao Wang and Zhang Quan paid for medical expenses and examination fees under false pretenses.

These two also worked hard.

Of course, they also secretly contacted their superiors, so after a while, several cars rushed to the hospital, which were local action teams.

There were not many people, more than thirty, but the equipment was complete, and eight members of the local expert team also came.

This is the entire elite force of the Local Security Bureau.

"You mean, Lin Mo, is alive?" Lao Ma, who is also the village chief and safety director, has a little elevated blood pressure.

In their place, nothing big happens all year round.

At most, it's just a gang of desperadoes robbing, but to put it bluntly, it's not a big deal. The gang's weapons and equipment are not good enough, and they don't dare to go head-to-head with their regular officials.

After a while, a company from above will come to help suppress the bandits, and they will all be solved by then.

But Lin Mo's matter is much bigger than this.

Lao Ma knew very well that they couldn't handle this and had to report it to the superiors to make a decision.

As for Lin Mo, they don't dare to mess around now. Lao Wang and Zhang Quanmao have already said that Lin Mo has solved ten tough bandits just by looking at him.

Not a single shot or knife was used.

Thinking back to the various terrifying rumors about Lin Mo in the past, Lao Ma decided to hold on tight.

Everything is waiting for the above solution.

Anyway, with just a few people like them, they would definitely not be able to catch Lin Mo.

Originally, Lao Ma planned to hide outside and not see Lin Mo, but he didn't expect that the other party would send a message and let Lao Ma go in to see him.

"Have you ever told him about me?" Lao Ma looked at Lao Wang and Zhang Quan with a sullen face.

They both shook their heads and said they had never mentioned it.

"Then how did he know my name? And knew I was coming?" Lao Ma didn't understand.

"He knows everything and nothing can be hidden from him, so this is normal." Zhang Quan said at this moment, his tone and expression were like talking to some god.

It's the kind of language that is respectful, as if you are afraid that if your voice is louder, it will disturb the other person.
To be continued...