"Found it! Found it!"
"What?!" Long Aotian rushed over and asked excitedly, "What did you find?"
The underling gripped the phone. "We found information on that taxi!"
At that moment, the entire hospital building—especially the area around this operating room—was filled with Fatty Liu's men.
Everyone was frantically making calls, thinking of solutions, and handling matters.
Hearing the two of them shout, everyone stopped and looked over.
The underling said excitedly, "Big Brother's chicken neck has hope!"
Long Aotian said, "Then call him already!"
The underling said, "That taxi driver wasn't on duty himself today. He subleased the car. Someone named Ming Disha gave him three thousand yuan to take the day off so he could drive the taxi himself."
Long Aotian immediately looked at Lu Chengwen.
Lu Chengwen was stunned too. He spoke into the phone, "Xue Jiao, I'm hanging up first."
After ending the call, he walked over and asked the underling, "Are you sure the person who rented the taxi was named Ming Disha?"
"That's what he said."
The underling was thrilled. "That makes things simple!"
Lu Chengwen shook his head. "Not simple at all."
The underling started calling Ming Disha using the taxi driver's number. "Hello! Is this Mr. Ming? Did you drive a car with the license plate TJ942wr today?"
"Yes, yes! What is it? What is it?!"
Martial Uncle's voice was unusually lively.
Lu Chengwen looked around. Fatty Liu's people were everywhere. He glanced at Long Aotian and gave him a meaningful look.
Long Aotian nodded.
Lu Chengwen glanced at Zhao Ritian again, narrowed his eyes, and looked toward the exit. Zhao Ritian nodded.
While everyone's attention was on the phone call, Lu Chengwen slowly backed away from the crowd and began moving toward the exit.
Long Aotian quietly took off his lab coat