Chapter 12 The Stupid System Is Still Quite Clever

After two meals a day, Li Nai turned to the side and looked up at the ceiling, where a sliver of moonlight shone through the small window at the top of the wall.

"No wonder Sister Smoker was so hungry. The food in prison is really awful."

Li Nai rested one hand behind her head, leaned against the wall, sat on the bed with her legs crossed, and chewed on a slice of toast in one hand.

The thought of mixing in some yellow-green paste makes me feel physically nauseous.

The sound of keys rattling echoed in the hallway.

Li Nai quickly hid the bread and pretended to be in a daze.

Just then, a burly man on patrol walked by.

The burly guard glanced at her and continued walking.

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

The door slammed shut, and the next second, the room lights went out. Only the dim light of the corridor remained.

Li Nai tied up the bag, took a flat pillow, and went to sleep.

I was woken up in the middle of the night.

Suddenly, the neighbors two steps away became restless, with low growls rising and falling, and the iron gate clanging incessantly.

She covered her ears and turned over to face the wall.

A few minutes later, amidst the noise, a strange metallic sound emerged, and the sound moved toward her.

In the dim light, Li Nai suddenly opened her eyes and quietly reached for the half-empty water bottle.

Just a second before she got close, she grabbed the water bottle and threw it behind her.

Clang!

It hit the railing.

It didn't hit!

A dark shadow loomed over her.

She quickly dodged and lunged at the foot of the bed.

With a thud, the dark figure fell onto the bed.

The woman groaned softly.

Li Nai quickly got out of bed, clutching the thin blanket.

Using the light from the corridor, she observed the person approaching and retreated barefoot.

*Smack*

The soles of my feet are wet.

The smell of blood slowly filled the air.

Blood?

I propped my feet on the door railing and looked back.

The entire sole of his foot was covered in blood.

Turning back, I finally saw the uninvited guest on the bed.

In the dim light, a bed of black hair shimmered with soft light, and a pale, familiar face was tightly furrowed.

A delicate, jade-like hand pressed against her slender waist. Blood gushed from the base of her palm.

Qi Shuihan?!

what happened?

There was a moment of panic.

The character panel shows that health has dropped by 20%, far exceeding the threat level.

She felt relieved.

Avoid the pool of blood that was gradually forming and slowly flowing everywhere.

"Qi Shui Han, Qi Shui Han".

With knees pressed against the bed and waist bent at a 100° angle, quietly ask someone.

The person on the bed was as silent as if dead.

He's unconscious?

Very good!

Li Nai straightened his waist and stepped back.

Being in a coma is good, being in a coma is wonderful, finally I don't have to rack my brains to answer questions anymore.

The railing behind my back was slightly cool.

The person on the bed suddenly groaned, their back heaving, their hair falling loose on both sides, as if they were about to get up.

Li Nai silently turned her face away. She didn't hear it, and she didn't know.

The shadowy figure on the bed slowly rose, and with each movement, its body convulsed uncontrollably, accompanied by coughing and vomiting, and the bleeding from its abdomen increased.

When the person sat up and leaned against the wall, the bed was covered in dark red stains, a truly pitiful sight.

"I'm sorry to come looking for you so late."

To ease her embarrassment, she tried her best to appear natural, and said with a wry smile, "Let's end our cooperation."

Qi Shuihan slightly raised her face, her messy black hair covering half of it. Her fox-like eyes had lost their usual flamboyant charm.

It looks so pitiful, like a drowning moss.

Li Nai: "It's okay. I'll find another partner."

puff.

Qi Shuihan vomited a mouthful of blood.

Li Nai looked down, blood splattering onto her toes.

The tips of my two big toes rub against each other and bleed.

"It's so cold."

Qi Shuihan murmured softly, her body involuntarily curling up. Beneath her hair, her pair of watery eyes weakly gazed at Li Nai, as if seeking warmth before death.

Looking at the blood-soaked bed, with its massive amount of bleeding, Li Nai frowned. Was he really going to die?

Blink to bring up the character panel.

Health points: 48%.

Um?

It fell so fast. But it's still far from being dead.

On the other end, Qi Shuihan was still groaning about how cold it was, occasionally trying to elicit her sympathy with his eyes.

Li Nai closed the panel. It's unacceptable to let someone bleed like this.

Pre-death care, right?

Li Nai secretly hatched a wicked plan.

I leaned closer to the bed, and the shadows enveloped me.

The person beneath her, who was tightly embracing her, loosened their grip slightly. Their arms opened towards her.

Li Nai sidestepped and used his long arms to scoop up the toast bag squeezed in the corner.

He pulled out three pieces, inserted them between his abdomen and thigh, and pressed them hard against the bleeding wound.

To prevent the other party from struggling, Li Nai tightly wrapped her arms around Qi Shuihan's shoulder and neck.

"Don't worry, you won't die. You're a top-tier superhuman assassin."

The corridor lights flickered, illuminating Li Nai's gritted teeth, as if he were grinning maliciously.

Her fingers quickly became wet. She simply took out all the toast, stacked six slices on top of each other, and pressed them down firmly.

"ah!"

Qi Shuihan's shouts were heartfelt and sincere.

Those were real, deep cuts.

You brat!

Qi Shuihan narrowed his dangerous fox-like eyes.

He suddenly smiled.

Let's just stop pretending.

He reached his hands under her armpits, wrapped them around Li Nai, and hooked his long legs around her waist, tripping her and causing her to fall on top of him.

The wound was pressed down by the impact.

Qi Shuihan groaned, but refused to loosen his grip even slightly. The two lay pressed tightly together on the bed.

Li Nai braced herself on the bed frame with both hands, struggling and rising and falling several times. But the hands on her back and the thighs on her waist wouldn't budge an inch.

She was panting, her breaths heavy and light.

Qi Shuihan chuckled softly at her chest.

A low, devilish voice. "Thank you for stopping the bleeding and encouraging me. I am deeply grateful and have no way to repay you except to give you a hug."

The two pressed closer and closer together, and Li Nai felt like she was suffocating.

"Go away, get out of your embrace. Let go."

Li Nai's face flushed even more, veins bulging. He couldn't help but open his mouth to snatch some air.

Qi Shuihan's eyes were bright, as if she were lurking in the darkness, staring intently at the trembling bright red tongue inside her mouth.

The corners of her mouth curled up deeper and deeper.

A familiar urge to kill surged deep within him.

What would happen if I killed her? Would I never get the freedom I've always dreamed of?

Li Nai felt dizzy, and the thought flashed through her mind that she could switch bodies with the host.

At this moment.

The pressure on my chest eased instantly.

Li Nai didn't have time to be confused and took deep breaths.

Right now, Qi Shuihan's head clicked, and he looked towards the iron gate.

She also glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.

A tall, thin man gripped the railing with both hands, pressing his face close to theirs as he strained to see them.

The hallway lights were flickering erratically, making it impossible to discern the man's features.

"You guys are injured, aren't you?"

His Chinese accent was strange; he sounded like a foreigner.

Seeing that they were not moving, the foreign man mistakenly thought they were about to die, so he pushed the door open a crack by himself.

"Oh? It was open."

He bent down to collect a string of cards, his white coat pocket bulging with a large bag, and took a step forward.

The second step hasn't been completed yet.

"Why--"

Li Nai released her hands from behind her back; Qi Shuihan was about to get up.

Oh no, the foreigner is going to the Western Paradise to meet Jesus.

However, the foreign man remained unharmed, staring at her in astonishment. He exuded the air of a bookworm who had stayed up all night.

Beneath her, Qi Shuihan rested his hands behind his head, tilted his head, and innocently winked at her, laughing unrestrainedly.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm just adjusting my position."

whispering sound!

Li Nai, embarrassed and annoyed, propped herself up, her legs still dangling loosely around her waist. She pulled her off, stood up, and moved away from the even more disheveled single bed.

"You're not hurt?"

The foreigner sized her up.

Li Nai stood at the angle between the iron railing and the wall, and could just see the man's tall, thin face.

A deathly pale face, thick, long eyebrows, and large, green eyes. Two dark circles under his black-rimmed glasses made his eyes appear even larger and deeper. In the flickering shadows of the corridor light, he looked like a starving ghost with glowing green eyes.

He really is a bookworm who loves staying up late. And a foreign bookworm who traveled all the way here.

"No. Look at her. She's bleeding to death."

The foreign man turned to look for Qi Shuihan.

Qi Shuihan was very honest and openly displayed his injuries. His eyes glanced at Li Nai in the corner with a smile.

Li Nai turned to look at the overhead light in the corridor.

Just a little while.

"No. The wound is serious and needs stitches. I'll take you to my office."

Qi Shuihan got up

"I'm not going, I'm not hurt."

Li Nai didn't want to be with Qi Shuihan, lest something unexpected happen.

The burly guard said that they would wait until Missy returned tomorrow before judging her for assault. If she escaped and caused trouble, she might be locked up for life, and then how would she complete her mission?

"Oh God."

The foreign man suddenly exclaimed in surprise. He then knelt down, supporting Qi Shuihan.

He wanted to help them up, but he was always powerless to do so.

"It seems I'll have to trouble you."

He awkwardly pushed up the temples of his glasses. His pale, sweaty appearance made it seem as if he were the one who was seriously injured.

Li Nai watched them for a while.

The foreign man stood up unsteadily.

Qi Shuihan lowered her head, pressing her hands against her stomach with slices of toast.

A long sigh.

Li Nai stood beside Qi Shuihan and knelt down to help him up.

The three walked down the corridor, leaving behind crooked, bloody footprints.

The strong, fresh smell of blood made the zombies restless.

The iron bars surrounding them rattled loudly, as if they would be knocked down at any moment.

drop--

The three entered through an invisible doorway.

Li Nai looked at the messy desk, the three separate computers, and a few cutely packaged snacks hidden under piles of messy documents.

My gaze then fell upon a glass wall behind the desk, inside which stood bottles and jars taller than a person, several lines flashing with electronic blue light, and pale green liquid bubbling. The heavy steel door was covered with intricate mechanisms.

"Put it here."

The foreign man pointed to the mobile hospital bed.

Qi Shuihan lay down, refusing anesthesia, and quietly let the foreign man sew and mend her clothes.

"Madam, you are truly a remarkable woman. My name is Merck. And yours?"

"Li Nai."

The foreign man, Merck, looked at Qi Shuihan and noticed that Qi Shuihan kept glancing at Li Nai.

"And you?"

"secret."

Li Nai: "Her name is Qi Shuihan."

Merck observed the two for a moment, then nodded inexplicably.

"Are you a couple? You look like you're having a fight."

"No, that's not true!" Li Nai quickly clarified.

Qi Shuihan turned her head away, laughing so hard her stomach cramped.

Then, she turned to look at Merck and answered in a foreign language.

Merck let out a long "oh" and winked at Lina.

"Hey! You're taking advantage of me because I don't speak any foreign languages, aren't you?"

Li Nai excitedly ran to the two of them.

"What rumors did you spread to this foreigner?"

“My name is Merck. I’m not a foreigner,” Merck emphasized, leaning closer.

Li Nai pushed him away and glared angrily at the woman on the bed.

Qi Shuihan blinked but didn't speak.

She then asked Merck, who had been gently pushed away.

Merck glanced behind her, suppressing a laugh without saying a word.

Li Nai was utterly speechless.

A pair of hands appeared below her eyes, loosely encircling her neck, and she felt a warm body against her back.

The warm, humid air was blowing near my ear.

"Want to know? I'll translate it for you."

At this moment, Li Nai really wanted to overthrow her.

*Snap!* *Crack!*

The sound of a lighter striking a flame came from the doorway.

Qi Shuihan, who was the first to hear, looked up and saw that his eyes were cold, but a half-smile appeared on his lips.

Li Nai felt the movement on her shoulder and looked in that direction.

The doorway light was off, and in the darkness, a wisp of white smoke was exhaled.

Tap. Tap.

The woman's tall, alluring curves were gradually outlined from the darkness.

The cigarette butt sparks from fingertips fell like stars.

A woman appeared in the light.

Beneath the black slanted hat, a head of golden-brown curly hair radiated a dreamlike glow.

Misiko.

"It turns out that my new pet dog has an illegitimate daughter."

Missy took a drag of his cigarette, walked up to them, and continued to approach.

Li Nai raised her chin, just in time to look into a pair of unfathomable black eyes. A high, somewhat rugged nose, thin red lips, and white smoke slowly billowing upwards.

Misi's eyes flickered, meeting Qi Shuihan's gaze.

"My puppy, how did it end up here with a criminal awaiting trial?"

His voice was slightly low.

"Yes, she seduced me."

Li Nai said those words out of nowhere, her eyes looking completely innocent.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Li Nai wanted to slap himself.

What seduction?

However, what Qi Shuihan actually told Merck was that we had a child with her.

Rumors spread easily, but debunking them is exhausting.

etc.

Misike probably doesn't know Qi Shuihan's identity, so what about this injury, this time, and my escape from prison...?

Heavy footsteps sounded outside the door as several fierce-looking henchmen rushed in.

The leader was the burly man guarding her corridor.

We're doomed!

They must think I'm in cahoots with Qi Shuihan.

A scene flashed through Li Nai's mind: the two of them, tattered and hanging above the base gate as a warning.