This was the best solution Xia Che could come up with in a short time.
If the situation truly becomes so urgent that it's beyond repair...
At the very least, don't hurt innocent people.
The Wang Xiaoxi family has already suffered enough; they absolutely cannot suffer any more.
We must not cause them to suffer even more because of our own actions.
"No more movement..."
Xia Che listened intently for a while. Perhaps because the other party adhered to the rules of the assassin industry—only killing the target and not the innocent—the other party did not continue knocking on the door.
But they did not leave.
Xia Che knew that he was waiting for him to come out.
This was the biggest concession the assassin made to himself.
Thinking of this, Xia Che couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Oh shit……
I was hoping to buy some more time and maybe things would turn around, but now it seems the other party isn't giving me any chance at all.
"Forget it... Even if I notify Wen Chenlu now, she definitely won't be able to make it in time. I'm destined to have to rely on myself for this ordeal today..."
Xia Che touched his phone in his pocket with his palm, then let go.
I don't want that girl to worry...
They were already too late to get here, and if they found out they were in danger, they would probably feel guilty for a long time.
I'd rather face all of this myself.
Xia Che smiled wryly, having already made up his mind.
"What's wrong? Isn't he your friend? He's already here, why won't you let him in?"
Grandma asked in confusion, "It's been a long time since this place has been this lively. More people will definitely be better at chatting and making me happy than you, a little adult."
"Maybe something urgent has happened?"
Xia Che was really not in the mood for jokes, but he could tell that his grandmother was a person who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside. She probably also felt that her life was very lonely.
She complains about herself, but actually she still wants to have a chat with herself...
If the timing hadn't been so inconvenient, Xia Che felt he would have spent a long time chatting with her and keeping this lonely old woman company.
"I'm leaving now, Grandma. My friend is waiting for me. I'll come back when I have time."
Xia Che turned to look at his grandmother. After thinking for a moment, he realized that this might be the last time he spoke to her. She didn't know about his past, so Xia Che pondered for a moment and then asked, "Wasn't someone give you a bank card before and say that there was a lot of money in it?"
Since the hospitalization fees are true, then money has been left for Wang Xiaoxi's family...
It should be true too.
"Yeah, I'm still wondering why. That person gave me the money and then left without saying much. I wanted to return the money, but I can't find him anywhere."
Grandma paused for a moment, then said, "My son passed away early, so I don't know whether this money was borrowed from someone before he died, or what... But that person hasn't shown up, and I don't dare to touch it; it's just been sitting at home."
"Although I haven't checked exactly how much money it is, I imagine it's not much, so I won't use it."
Grandma smiled gently and said, "There are still good people in this world, like that kind person who secretly paid our hospital fees, but I can't find him."
"You can use that money now. There's a lot of money in it. I don't know the exact amount, but you definitely won't be able to spend it all. Use it as you like."
Upon hearing this, Xia Che thought to himself, "As expected, the mosquito wasn't lying."
Mosquito is currently in prison and will likely never get out. Leaving this money is a waste. Moreover, with Xia Che as a witness, even if Mosquito tries to pull some tricks in the future and wants to get the money back, it will be impossible.
"Really? How did you know?"
Grandma asked, puzzled, "I've been wondering about this ever since. Why do you seem to know so much about our family? Who exactly are you?"
"Let's just pretend... I'm Wang Xiaoxi's classmate."
Xia Che smiled gently. He had said what needed to be said. He turned around, turned the doorknob without hesitation, walked out, and then closed the door behind him.
"Hey? You little brat..."
Grandma hadn't finished speaking when the door closed, silencing her.
"This child..."
Grandma shook her head impatiently, then walked back to the bedside and sat down beside it, her aged face filled with desolation: "Why did you leave so quickly? You could have at least talked to me a little longer..."
...
Unable to properly say goodbye to his grandmother, Xia Che silently apologized in his heart. He put his hands behind his back, gripped the doorknob tightly, and his eyes darted left and right warily.
But soon, he was dumbfounded.
The corridor of the ward was completely silent.
There wasn't even a ghost, let alone a person.
It was as if no one had knocked on the door at all, and Xia Che had just hallucinated.
"Damn, where are they?"
Xia Che was completely confused.
Before he came out, he had prepared himself mentally and considered the worst-case scenario.
For example, the moment he stepped out of the room, a cold dagger was held to his neck, and before he could even speak, his throat was slit.
He died hastily here.
Isn't that how it's always portrayed in movies and TV shows?
To highlight the impermanence of life and create a sense of disillusionment for the audience, directors often arrange for minor characters with even a little screen time to die hastily.
A character who had become somewhat familiar to the audience suddenly died, causing a huge shock to the viewers...
But what about now?
The corridor was empty, as if Xia Che was the only one there.
"Could it be a trap? Was it designed to lull me into a false sense of security before appearing?"
Xia Che pressed himself against the wall and cautiously moved a few steps to the side. Finding nothing amiss, the surroundings remained quiet and without any unusual activity.
He moved a few more steps.
But nothing unusual happened.
It was as if no one had ever walked down this corridor from the very beginning.
"This is unbelievable..."
Xia Che was completely baffled. The facts were right in front of him. Could it be that he was just hallucinating?
But... this shouldn't be happening, right?
Grandma heard the knocking.
And that terrifying killing intent that swept over us...
It absolutely cannot be a hallucination!
Since it isn't...
Where is that person?
"Damn it, is it really the assassin's twisted sense of humor, planning to strike the moment I let my guard down? Damn it."
Thinking of this, Xia Che also got angry.
Even if the other party could kill me, treating me like a toy is going too far!
He decided to go all out; wasn't he just going to make a fool of himself?
Then I'll just leave!
Xia Che really didn't believe it, and even after he left the hospital, the other party still didn't show up.
Damn it... treating yourself like a toy.
I'll blow you up first!
Xia Che strode down the stairs, deliberately making a loud noise.
...
Inside a stairwell where the third and fourth floors meet.
"Mmm..."
The assassin named Zhang Er was now sitting on the ground with his hands tightly bound.
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