Chapter 108:

An Luo was puzzled by this. He took his business card and took a closer look. It simply stated Zhou Yueping's name, number, email address, and the address of his psychological clinic. An Luo entered these information into his mobile phone and walked away. Go to the bathroom and throw the business card into the toilet.
When she leaned over to release the water, she suddenly saw some blood on the tissues in the basket. An Luo froze, and upon closer inspection, it turned out that several paper towels in the paper basket were stained with blood, but they were covered with a layer, so it was difficult to detect.
He remembered that Anyang's wound had been carefully bandaged. After taking the medicine box this morning to take out the bullets, he bandaged it again. The wound on Anyang's arm was not deep, there was not much bleeding, and the blood was left on the towel and Cotton ball.
Well, these blood are ...
Suddenly, the scene that came to Anyang's home late last night suddenly appeared. Anze hurried to the bathroom as soon as he entered the door. At that time, he focused on the furniture in the living room, thinking that Anze was just anxious and didn't care.
I now want to come, he must be hurt before he rushed to the bathroom. Anze remained silent all the way, and his face was not very good. He always held the steering wheel tightly and speeded the car to the highest speed. After arriving home, he turned silently to the bathroom to deal with the wound, without even telling anyone about his injury.
Looking at the startling blood in the paper basket, An Luo's heart suddenly felt a slight dull pain.
That's strange ... distressed.
I wonder if he was seriously hurt?
An Luo took out her phone and opened the address book. The first one in it was An Ze's name. She paused for a moment with her finger, but finally she couldn't press it. After all, it wasn't his brother. He must be heartbroken now because his brother died. Calling him at this time was like spreading salt on the wound.
An An glanced at the phone number, and anxiously shoved the phone back into his pocket.
I don't know when he started, he would care so much about Anzai, and that kind of emotion is even hard to control.
An Luo returned to the living room, his thoughts became a little confused.
Stubbornly suppressing the anxiety about Anzai, Anluo calmed down and carefully recalled the details of the car accident that he had just remembered. If the previous inference is correct, the accident in that year is likely to be related to An Luo's father, and his mother An Zhi was obviously injured by a change of seat. Who is that photographer Chen Yi? And what happened to the child named Xiao Rui?
安 An Luo couldn't remember all of this, and the more he got the more headache, he had to lean on the sofa and take a deep breath to adjust.
There was a sound of unlocking in my ears. An Luo turned back and saw An Yang opened the door and walked in. She changed slippers in the porch, then went to the living room, dropped her coat, and whispered, "I left this. For half an hour, did nothing happen? "
"It's okay." An Luo shook his head, seeing his expression very tired, and couldn't help asking, "Is there anything serious that called you back so late?"
An Yang was silent for a moment, sighed softly, walked to the sofa and sat down, turned around and looked at An Luo and said, "I shouldn't have told you, but I always think that this has something to do with your missing case. In fact, I always suspect that You were abducted before, probably because you got into a gangster. "
"Underworld?" An Luo frowned slightly.
In fact, at the beginning, he always thought that An Luo was abducted by the Anjia brothers. After all, in this commercial family, the brothers' feelings are not deep. It is also very possible to get rid of his big brother in order to seize power.
如今 But now, Anluo finds that his idea has gone from the beginning. The few brothers who settled in were far less motivated than he thought, and An Luo was abducted, perhaps just because An Luo knew some secrets he should not know.
An Yang nodded and said, "The organization is called the Illuminati, and it is mainly involved in drug trafficking in Southeast Asia. The organization has three important leaders, one of whom is responsible for drug development at a secret base abroad, and the other is responsible for the drug's international distribution. Transshipment, and the remaining one controls the sales channel for drugs. "
"The drug they developed is the most advanced new type of methamphetamine in the world. It is synthesized from methamphetamine and an appropriate amount of tryptamine hallucinogens that produce central excitement. Taking this methamphetamine will bring the most extreme Spiritual enjoyment is extremely addictive. Once infected, it is impossible to quit. "
"The Illuminati people made huge profits from drug trafficking. The identity of this organization is extremely mysterious. The police investigated for many years and they still couldn't find their stronghold."
"We were sent to an undercover party in the Illuminati, where we were lurking for up to five years, and then we slowly reached the core of the organization. But he only got limited information. We only know that this organization has a very strict Hierarchy, the core members have a six-pointed star tattoo on their lower back. "
Listening to An Yang's description, An Luo suddenly flashed a memory in his mind. Not long ago, An Ze was assigned by his superiors to intercept a plane smuggling drugs in the air ... I remember the police recently arrested a drug dealer who used a private jet to transport drugs into the country. Is he related to this organization? "
Wu Anyang nodded, "He is indeed a member of the Illuminati."
"Did you not find anything useful from him?"
"He refused to say anything." An Yang shook his head helplessly. "I was called back to the police station urgently just because ... that man, he committed suicide in prison."
"Suicide?" An Luo looked at An Yang in surprise, and thought for a moment before he said, "So, An Luo's abduction and Lin Xiaotong's death may be related to this matter. That person is not necessarily It was willing to commit suicide, maybe even your police team has an informant for the other party. "An Luo said as he stood up from the sofa." I'm going back to my home. "
Wu Anyang stood up and stopped him. "No, it would be dangerous for you to go back now."
An Luo gently twitched his lips. "Dangerous? People who have died once, are they still afraid of danger?" After a slight pause, An Luo looked up and looked at An Yang seriously, "I must find out the truth .Let me go home and hide from you, it is not the solution. "
Seeing An Luo's stubborn look, An Yang sighed and said, "If you insist, I'll contact Father An and arrange for you. After you return home, take care and I will send someone to protect you secretly."
An Anlu nodded, "Okay."

十 At ten o'clock in the evening, as soon as Zhou Bizhen entered the door, the phone in the living room suddenly rang. Zhou Bizhen quickly changed her slippers at the entrance, picked up the phone, and heard a familiar voice in her ear: "Hey?"
Zhou Bizhen said, "Is it Cheng Ping? What's the matter?"
Zhou Chengping smiled and said, "Auntie, this is the case. I just received the news that An Luo's body has recovered almost. If there is no problem, you can be discharged tomorrow."
Zhou Bizhen said puzzledly, "Isn't I saying that the infection was serious before, so you shouldn't let the family visit?"
Zhou Chengping explained: "Because the pathogen was not identified at that time, the doctor was worried that his family members would be with him and his condition would worsen, so he sent him to the isolation ward. Now that the infection is under control and his health is good, It is no longer necessary to stay in the hospital. "
Zhou Bizhen nodded. "Okay, I see. I'll let Anze pick him up tomorrow."
Zhou Bizhen put down the phone and turned around, but met the eyes of Shang Anze deeply. Zhou Bizhen froze and asked, "Anze, what are you doing here?"
Wu Anze whispered, "Is Chengping's cousin's phone just now?"
Zhou Bizhen said: "Well, your cousin called just now and said your brother's health has recovered, you can pick him up and leave the hospital tomorrow."
Wu Anze raised his lips slightly. "He wants to be discharged?"
"Yes." Zhou Bizhen paused and asked in confusion, "What's the matter, Anze? You don't seem very happy?"
Wu Anze said lightly: "Nothing, I'll pick him up tomorrow morning."

The next morning, when Anze arrived at the hospital, Anluo had moved from an isolated ward to a general ward.
When Anze pushed open the door, An Luo was sitting in a wheelchair chatting with Zhou Chengping. When he heard the door ring, he raised his head and looked at the door. At the moment when An Ze looked up, An Luo's face could not help but slightly. Alas, the whole body is a bit unnaturally stiff.
Wu Anze had nothing to do, walked to the wheelchair, and said lightly, "I'll pick you up and leave the hospital."
Zhou Chengping came over and patted An Ze's shoulder gently, and said, "An Ze, I'm going to the rounds, you can pick up your brother and go home. The discharge procedures have been completed."