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After recording the short video, the evidence was solid, and Yun Xiaoming was completely relieved.

He looked carefully at Wu Yeyao on the floor.

Wu Yeyao's clothes were mixed with mud and blood, and he couldn't see where the wound was.

So Yun Xiaoming stripped off his clothes on the floor and cleaned it up a little before he saw that there were traumas on his thigh and left chest.

The wound on the left chest was close to the heart, a full ten centimeters long, but the blood had already clotted, so it was better for non-surgeons not to worry about it.

The wound on the thigh was still bleeding, but it didn't hurt the vitals. Yun Xiaoming found a medical kit at home, poured a bottle of alcohol into it to debride the wound, and then wrapped it tightly with clean gauze.

Yun Xiaoming recorded a video of the whole process, and explained while doing it: "I'm just doing simple wound treatment for him, and once again, his serious injury has nothing to do with me. If anything happens to him, I will irresponsible."

After dealing with the trauma, Yun Xiaoming saw that Wu Yeyao's face turned pale, and there might be internal injuries.

However, dealing with internal injuries was obviously beyond Yun Xiaoming's ability. He walked around the room with his mobile phone and found a signal near the window sill, so he dialed 110.

"The police? I have a warrior here who was injured." Although Yun Xiaoming came to this world for the first time, he also knew that if he directly said that I saved the number one warrior in Huaguo, it might not be the police car but the mental hospital that came. ambulance.

The policeman over there was visibly shocked: "You said you saved a martial artist? There are wounds on the heart and thighs, and there may be internal injuries?"

Yun Xiaoming said, "Yes, come quickly!"

The policeman asked, "What is your home address?"

At this time, Yun Xiaoming heard Wu Yeyao groaning outside, as if to say "don't call the police".

But when he went out to look, he found that Wu Yeyao was still in a coma.

Yun Xiaoming felt that he probably heard it wrong, so he went back to the window sill and read his home address again.

The policeman over there praised Yun Xiaoming: "Okay, you did a good job. Keep an eye on that warrior and don't let him go. If he can be handed over to us successfully, there will be a bonus."

Yun Xiaoming was pleasantly surprised: "Award for bravery?"

"Um... well..."

"How much is that?"

The policeman over there was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said: "Depending on the situation... the average martial artist only pays 500 yuan. If it is the one we are looking for and the clues to the report are true, at least [-] yuan, right?"

Yun Xiaoming was so happy, he was worried about the tuition fee for the intensive class for a few minutes, but he didn't expect it to be delivered to his door!

Yun Xiaoming hung up the phone, called out the calculator on the phone, and started counting the money.

If you are lucky and get a 2 yuan reward for your bravery, Ant Huabei will pay back 8200 yuan, the tuition fee will be reduced by [-] yuan, and you will give Xiao another [-] yuan, and you will have [-] yuan left!

1800, to send!What an auspicious number! !

Thinking of this, Yun Xiaoming looked at Wu Yeyao on the floor, and felt that he was very charming, even if he passed out on the floor of his own house, it was a highlight moment in life.

"It's not bad luck! Maybe I can still have spare money to recharge the game!"

Yun Xiaoming happily hummed the latest popular song "Krypton".

"Wave after wave came one after another, and since then I have embarked on the road of krypton gold. Penguin members are luxurious and noble, and the soul of krypton will never die..."

Yun Xiaoming was humming happily, and when he had already opened "Love of Hao", and was about to go to the mall to pre-purchase props, Wu Yeyao snorted.

Only then did Yun Xiaoming realize that he was lying naked on the floor, even though it was summer, it was still cold!

He didn't move Wu Yeyao's position at first, because he was afraid of adding burden to his wound.

But now it seems that Wu Yeyao doesn't like the cold floor very much.

So Yun Xiaoming did good deeds to the end, dragged Wu Yeyao to his bed with difficulty, covered him with a thin quilt, and was about to continue shopping in the mall when there was a knock on the door.

"Open the door, police!"

Uncle police came so fast!

Yun Xiaoming got up happily, but found that Wu Yeyao had grabbed his sleeve at some point.

Yun Xiaoming struggled, and found that even in a coma, Wu Yeyao's hands were like iron hoops, and it was difficult to break free for a while.

"If you don't open the door, you will force your way in!" The police shouted outside.

Yun Xiaoming grabbed his sleeve vigorously, pulled it out of Wu Yeyao's hand, and hurried to open the door.

The door is broken and it is hundreds of dollars! !

Yun Xiaoming opened the door and was a little surprised to see the police outside the door.

He originally thought that there would only be a policeman with doctors and nurses.

In the end, all the police came, more than 30 people, armed with police shields and electric batons.

The three leaders were dressed in plain clothes and could not tell their age, but without exception, all of them looked serious and murderous.

It's completely different from the kind-faced policemen of my era.

One of the plainclothes glanced at Yun Xiaoming vigilantly and asked, "Are you calling the police?"

Yun Xiaoming felt that the police might have misunderstood, so he called up a small video to show the police, and explained: "Look... this person is Wu Yeyao, don't be nervous..."

The leading policeman ignored Yun Xiaoming, but after watching the video, his expression became more solemn, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"Is he seriously injured?" Another plainclothes man, with fine sweat on his forehead, seemed to be very afraid of Wu Yeyao, and confirmed to Yun Xiaoming again.

"Yes...it should be...why didn't you bring a doctor?" Yun Xiaoming asked.

The policemen didn't answer him, and the leader waved his hand, and the policemen were divided into three teams by three plainclothes officers.

One team formed up in the atrium, the other team went around to the window at the back of the house, and the other team held alloy shields and walked carefully towards the house.

At this moment, their footsteps became very light, with pads growing on their feet like cats, and they didn't make any sound.

One of them swung out with one hand, and a silver-white blade of light flashed into the palm of his hand.

Silent, silent.

Even Yun Xiaoming was frightened by the situation, and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Bang!

The door of the bedroom was knocked open, the night wind passed through the hall, and the incandescent lamp on the ceiling shook violently, pulling the shadows upside down.

Yun Xiaoming thought that he would hear the sound of fighting, that his home would be demolished, and even for a moment, he thought that he would be affected by the upcoming fight and become an innocent passerby who died in vain.

but no.

There was no fighting, no sound, not even screams.

The atmosphere suddenly became relaxed, Yun Xiaoming rushed to his bedroom with a brisk walk, and found that it was empty, there was no one on the bed, the wardrobe was wide open, and there were only a few school uniforms hanging alone inside.

From the bedroom to opening the door, it will never take more than five seconds.

And within five seconds, Wu Yeyao, who was still unconscious a moment ago, disappeared without a trace like magic.

"Huh? What's going on?" Yun Xiaoming couldn't believe it, he even bent down to look under the bed.

There wasn't even a speck of dust under the bed.

"Not here!" The lead plainclothes policeman frowned and grabbed Yun Xiaoming by the collar, "Did you report a false police report?"

"No, I didn't! I have been law-abiding since I was a child and never teased the police uncle!"

Yun Xiaoming swears, but at the same time, he can't help but mutter in his heart: Is this here to pick up the number one warrior in China?Looking at this posture, it is obvious that he is here to make up for the knife!

He recalled that Wu Yeyao seemed to hum "Don't call the police" in a coma.

Before he got up, he grabbed his sleeve with his hand.

Shouldn't it be that there is something else hidden in it?

At this moment, a team of police officers outside the window shouted: "The man is over there! Running west!"

"Chasing!" Most of the police chased him out.

But the plainclothes leader didn't chase him out. Instead, he helped Yun Xiaoming straighten his wrinkled collar just now, and said kindly, "Your name is Yun Xiaoming?"

Yun Xiaoming nodded.

"Did you know who he was when you reported it?"

Yun Xiaoming said: "I feel like Wu Yeyao, but I'm not sure, so I didn't tell you. He boasted that he saved the number one warrior in Huaguo, and he was afraid that he would be taken as a fool and sent to a mental hospital."

The plainclothes man showed a more kind expression, and patted Yun Xiaoming on the shoulder: "Very well, my name is Xiao Tunfei, you are only in the third year of high school, right? I have a son who is as old as you, you can call me Uncle Xiao."

Yun Xiaoming called out politely: "Uncle Xiao."

Xiao Tunfei said, "How did you think of calling the police?"

Yun Xiaoming didn't understand Xiao Tunfei's question, so why should he think about calling the police?

Yun Xiaoming said: "Because it is difficult to find the police! Shouldn't the police be called?"

"No, you're right to call the police! I'm asking if you have other motives? Like money, girlfriend..."

"Of course it's the award for being brave! I think this award is very good, but I'm short of money."

Yun Xiaoming was a little uncertain why this Xiao Tunfei stayed and chatted with him, but he felt that he had done nothing wrong, so he could say it frankly.

Xiao Tunfei showed a clear expression, and he smiled: "So it's for the money. It says Yicheng High School on your school, so you want to go to the intensive class and lack money?"

Yun Xiaoming always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

But it's true that I want money, and it's true that I want to go to intensive classes.

He nodded.

Xiao Tunfei took out a slip from his purse, scribbled his signature on it, and handed it to Yun Xiaoming.

"Although we haven't caught anyone yet, there is still a reward for reporting the information correctly! Tomorrow, go to the Ministry of Public Security to collect 2 yuan for reporting."

Yun Xiaoming took the signing form with suspicion, always feeling that the attitude of the police is weird.

Seeing that Yun Xiaoming had accepted the form, Xiao Tunfei's face became more kind: "Actually, that person is not the number one warrior in China, but a heinous rapist who looks a bit like Wu Yeyao. I guess he may still Will come back, if you come back, you will inform me as soon as possible. Of course, if you can stabilize him, and even catch him with your wisdom... Not to mention the tuition of the intensive class, even if it is Jingwu University, Uncle Xiao It can help you get into school."

Yun Xiaoming said: "Thank you Uncle Xiao, I am a good citizen and will definitely cooperate with the police. Don't worry!"

Xiao Tunfei was very satisfied with Yun Xiaoming's answer, he turned and left.

When the room was empty, Yun Xiaoming finally came back to his senses.

That person is Wu Yeyao, can't be wrong!

His recognition of human faces is very accurate, and he has even been challenged by the strongest brain.

So... Is the police misunderstood, or is there something inside that I don't know?

He thought again, that Xiao Tunfei looked like the leader of these policemen. He had a son who was also studying in Yicheng High School, and he said that he had the ability to send himself to Jingwu University.

Could it be Xiao 8's father?

If it is really Xiao Ba's father, the relationship will be complicated.

The father of a good friend wanted to catch Wu Yeyao, but he saved Wu Yeyao himself, did he cause trouble for his father?

Yun Xiaoming was in a daze holding the 2 yuan check, but unexpectedly, a voice suddenly appeared behind him without any warning: "You just reported me for 2 yuan?"

Yun Xiaoming was startled.

Turning around, I saw Wu Yeyao standing under the incandescent lamp.

He was neatly dressed, with a stern expression, his eyes staring at him like a beast in the night, shooting out a cold hunting light.