Chapter 54 False Sisterhood

A gunshot startled a flock of wood birds flying over the villa's roof.

The servants, who had been working tirelessly in the garden, glanced anxiously at the villa, only to be reprimanded by the supervising manager a second later. Order was restored to the garden.

Ah Liang had been waiting outside the room. The moment the gun went off, he pushed open the door and rushed in, instinctively searching for Missy's location. Seeing her sitting on the sofa unharmed, he relaxed. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the woman's hand gripping a gun.

Then he looked at the other people in the room.

Somewhat surprised, he glanced again at Lin Jingru, who had appeared out of nowhere.

My gaze shifted and I saw Li Nai leaning back on the sofa. A bloody hole was visible on his forehead, and blood was gushing into his terrified eyes, then flowing down his eye sockets into his agape mouth.

Ah Liang merely frowned slightly, his face revealing little emotion. His behavior was the same as the other two.

They gazed silently at the dead Li Nai, as if waiting for her to come back to life.

Ah Liang turned and ordered his men outside to come in, collect the body, and carry it to the laboratory. He approached Misike.

"Are you angrier now?" the question asked jokingly.

A cigarette was offered.

Missy glanced at her almost imperceptibly. His gaze returned to Li Nai.

Two henchmen grabbed Li Nai's hands and feet and lifted him up like a dead pig.

"etc."

His men looked at Misico.

"Carry her and walk."

Ah Liang's starry eyes flashed, and he added, "She's not dead. If she has any scratches or abrasions on her body, we'll hold you responsible."

The men exchanged strange glances, then nodded cautiously. A slightly taller, stronger man carried Li Nai out in a princess carry.

Lin Jingru watched helplessly as the person walked past her. Her phoenix eyes revealed a hint of resentment.

"Why not get rid of her? She's no longer of any use to us."

No one answered.

She continued to ask Missyco.

"Sister, let's take this opportunity to have Merck deal with her. If she falls into Lin Zhijun's hands and is used, she will definitely threaten us."

The woman had her back to him, and she looked as serene as a famous European painting.

“I told you, don’t use those two words.”

The sound was cold and piercing.

...

laboratory.

A private, special ward. Inside the bright, white room, several medical devices connected to the patient were flashing red lights incessantly. The flashing intensified, especially when the patient struggled and cried out in pain. The chaotic red lights almost made one think they were about to break down.

Looking out the glass window, a foreign man was standing.

Merck's thin, sunken face bore a grim expression. He stared intently at Li Nai, a red glint occasionally flashing across his light-colored eyes.

Another person gradually appeared in the glass window, standing beside him, watching together the scene in the ward that looked like it had mutated into a zombie.

"She told you, didn't she?"

Merck spoke up.

“Each time Li Nai dies and is resurrected, she doesn’t remember anything that happened before. It’s because her brain is deliberately covering up and cutting off all feelings such as fear and pain she experienced before death. As for why, I don’t know yet. Your bullet didn’t kill her completely, but it shattered that covering. This punishment is too severe. As the ancients said, it’s better to be dead than alive.”

Merck moved closer to the glass.

The frenzy in the ward gradually subsided, but the body on the bed trembled violently—wanting to escape but unable to, wanting to close its eyes but never opening them. It could only be forced to accept it, over and over again.

He seemed to be talking to himself: "I really wish that bullet had killed her."

The woman beside him spoke her first words.

When will she wake up?

"Waking up shouldn't be too difficult. I'm just worried she'll blame me for waking her up. Fortunately, the chance of her waking up is only one in ten thousand."

"You mean, there's a high chance she'll remain in a vegetative state for the rest of her life?"

Merck remained silent for a moment. "I need time to figure out the secret within Lina's body. Don't let LAN get involved."

He turned to look at the woman.

The woman was looking down as she lit a cigarette.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

It won't ignite.

He pinched the cigarette between his fingers and put it in his mouth.

Use mine.

A brand new lighter was handed over.

The woman glanced sideways at Merck. "You don't smoke."

"I've been under a lot of pressure lately," Merck said, turning his face away.

The woman took the lighter and lit it in one go.

A puff of smoke slowly escaped from under his nose.

Merck suddenly said, "Your marksmanship is always accurate, how come you made a mistake this time? What were you thinking in that instant?"

Missy couldn't see the meaning on Merck's profile; he had been focused on Li Nai inside, who seemed never to have turned around or spoken.

She turned and walked toward the door, giving an order.

"She must stand properly in front of me within a month. If not, I will ask Ji Fenglan to help you."

...

late at night.

Inside the special ward, the lighting is automatically adjusted to a suitable level, allowing you to see the appearance of various medical instruments and equipment, as well as the patient's sallow face and furrowed brows on the bed.

despair!

In the silence, the access control unlocked. A figure slipped in silently. A dark-skinned head peered at the ceiling-mounted security camera. The long-lensed electronic eye turned 180 degrees to face the wall.

Once it was confirmed that movement was possible, the figure moved to the bedside. With deft hands, they untied the various colored monitoring wires connected to the body, as well as the nutrient tubing essential for survival.

The figure picked up Li Nai and left the ward.

High in the night sky, the moonlight cast a desolate glow over the forest. A mountain breeze swept through, and the densely packed tree canopy resembled heavy, dancing phantoms.

A car roared past beneath the rustling leaves.

The swaying headlights scattered, illuminating the road ahead and the surroundings. In the distance, a figure moved and stood in the middle of the road. The car wasn't going fast; the driver noticed and stopped a dozen meters away. The headlights were switched to high beam. The person walked straight towards the light.

The driver rolled down the car window.

The person had already walked to the rearview mirror.

"Where is he?" came the cold female voice.

"In the trunk."

After receiving the answer, the girl didn't even glance at the driver and immediately walked to the back of the car. The driver followed, opened the door, and jumped out, his belly jiggling.

Before he even got close to the trunk, he heard the girl scold him in a louder voice.

"You didn't do as I told you!"

The girl glared at him with her phoenix eyes, her dark pupils sparkling like shattered stars, and fired ice shards at him.

"Cut him into pieces? That's too much trouble and too easy to be discovered. I want to bring the person out first and cut him up outside."

"Get it done now, right away."

Lin Jingru took out a saw from the trunk and tossed it to the driver.

The two switched places.

The driver, holding a saw, grabbed an arm, looking it over from left to right, but hesitated to make a move.

Lin Jingru: "What are you waiting for? Are you scared now that you've had Black Blood Hand for over a decade?"

The driver chuckled: "I used to work handling the dead, but this is my first time dissecting a living person, and I'm not sure where to begin."

Lin Jingru: "Have you forgotten your roots as a manager? Hurry up and get to work! After you're done, come back to the group with me, and the position you want will naturally be yours."

The driver fiddled with the saw again, seemingly figuring out which piece of meat would be easiest to cut.

Lin Jingru stared at the other person, her brows furrowed, showing a hint of impatience.

“What are you delaying?” she asked.

The saw stopped in mid-air, and only the man's low chuckle could be heard.

"Sorry, I'm a little tired. I'll have a smoke before I continue."

The driver threw down the saw, walked past her, went to the driver's seat, and reached out to grab a pack of cigarettes.

Lin Jingru glanced at her sideways: "Are you worried that I'll go back on my word? Or do you regret betraying her?"

The driver remained silent, simply looking down and lighting a cigarette.

She glanced at the time and listened intently for a few seconds. Her tone was urgent: "You've already betrayed us by stealing people; there's no going back. Hurry up and finish; they're searching us right now."

The driver turned to the side, revealing a red sparkler, its smoke slowly billowing in the reflected headlights.

"Don't rush, if he doesn't wake up, it's not too late to do it after we get off this land."

The man mumbled something, then glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Lin Jingru walk to the trunk, grab an arm, and saw it off—her swollen eyes snapped open.

Bang!

In the dead of night, in the silent forest, the gunshots rang out like landmines, scattering a flock of birds that fluttered their wings and fled in panic.

The saw struck the trunk step once before landing on the ground. Lin Jingru hugged her injured arm, looking at the driver with a surprised and suspicious gaze.

The driver looked surprised, a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his lips. But when his gaze fell on Lin Jingru's back, he immediately became respectful.

As if by blood ties, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, but did not turn around to look at the person behind her.

The driver went around behind them, quickly lifted the person out of the trunk, and met up with the people who arrived later to hand over the person.

Lin Jingru lowered her eyes to look at the blurry land, her dark pupils swirling with subtle movements, and suddenly she sneered.

Tonight is a trap.

The blood gushing from my palms felt hot.

The sound of heels crunching through the sand echoed behind me.

"Sister, believe me, I'm doing all this for your own good. A toy that only has utility should be disposed of as soon as it loses its value, instead of being reluctant to part with it. Sister shouldn't need the teddy bear that's by her bedside."

The footsteps stopped.

The silence behind them lasted for quite a while, so long that Lin Jingru felt a chill run down her spine.

Bang!

A bullet pierced through his calf.

Lin Jingru knelt down.

"Sister?" Missy's tone was flat. "Why do you never listen?"

Lin Jingru struggled to stand up but failed; her trembling calves were in excruciating pain.

Behind her, the woman suddenly leaned close and whispered, "It's disgusting to hear you call me 'sister.' Every time you call me 'sister,' it reminds me that you and your mother are my enemies, the murderers who burned my mother to death!"

Her phoenix eyes suddenly widened.

The woman's voice continued. "You are so lucky, protected from punishment. Why can a murderer live a good life while my mother lies buried in the fire? Do you know that!"

One hand grabbed her hair hard, forcing her to look directly into the eyes filled with hatred.

“I didn’t dare to sleep during those years. As soon as I closed my eyes, I would see my mother crying out to me from the sea of ​​fire, ‘Save her, please come and save her!’”

The woman's lowered face gradually overlapped with that of a foreign woman. In a daze, Misiko saw a fiery red in her deep eyes, and the distorted gloom transformed into a figure rolling and struggling.

"If you hate me so much, why don't you kill me?"

Her slightly red phoenix eyes welled up with tears.

Missy could feel the other person's unstoppable trembling.

The first time he smiled at Lin Jingru, though it was a cold and indifferent smile.

"If I don't kill you, you still have some use. Now..."

The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against Lin Jingru's temple.

Lin Jingru didn't beg for mercy or cry out of fear. She glanced at the gun out of the corner of her eye and looked at Misike with her phoenix eyes.

"So, you've been using me all along."

Missy remained expressionless.

"Sister, have you ever had even a sliver of genuine affection for me all these years?"

Deep within her sorrowful phoenix eyes shone a light of expectation.

Misike's smile curved upwards again, her whole face as cold as a cement mask.

"It's just a toy with utility value, how could it have feelings?"

Missy watched with a mocking expression as the light in her phoenix eyes vanished in an instant.

Lin Jingru's face was ashen, and she had lost all her strength.

My vision was blurry, but I could hear the repeated ringing of bells in my ears.

Why doesn't my sister like me? Why...?

After the magazine was changed, the muzzle was brought towards him again.

—[WARNING! Target number 3 is in mortal danger. Special ability forcibly activated.]

Bang!

Bullets shot into the sky.

Misi was incredulous when Li Nai suddenly appeared beside her. He grabbed her wrist, the one holding the gun, high above her. This is how Lin Jingru escaped death.

Without giving anyone a chance to retaliate, Li Nai forcefully pushed Mi Xi Ke away, and Liang Ge, who was closest to her, quickly grabbed the unsteady woman.

Taking advantage of the moment, she bent down, picked up Lin Jingru, and darted into the woods, disappearing into the night.

Misi Ke stood up straight after leaving A Liang, gazing thoughtfully in the direction Li Nai had fled.

"I'll send men to chase after them immediately."

Misik waved his hand. "Tell them to follow behind and not to make any rash moves. Go back first."

Seeing Ah Liang's confusion, she added, "I have an answer that needs to be verified."