Ten minutes later, an emergency hospital vehicle sped to the front of the Ministry of State Security outside Lin'an City.
Soon, a few doctors in white coats quickly got off the vehicle, carrying a stretcher, and rushed into the Ministry of State Security, looking extremely urgent.
As these doctors carried the stretcher into the Ministry of State Security's hall, a silver sedan outside was silently watching everything.
"Mr. Wu, you're clever, Lu Yu indeed has a problem!"
At this moment, a young man sitting in the driver's seat said to Wu Chengyi, full of admiration in his words.
"It's inevitable."
Hearing the young man's words, Wu Chengyi, sitting in the back seat of the sedan, looked through the glass at the movements of the Ministry of State Security and said indifferently, "The Third Young Master manages the family's business and holds a lot of family information. Anyone who captures him won't kill him immediately!"
