“Yes.” Si Jin tilted her head, her eyes, hidden behind her gold-rimmed glasses, held a hint of killing intent as she instantly focused on the small steel robot by the door: “That’s the one.”
The robot isn't a real robot. Because of a recent murder at the euthanasia asylum, the police are on high alert, and Chi Yuting can no longer arrange for a killer to disguise himself as a patient and infiltrate the facility. So, she has to have the killer hide inside the robot and change Si Jin's medication every day.
Anyway, this thing also has a split personality, so it just died of insanity, which fulfilled one of her wishes.
If you drink this drug for ten consecutive days, you will go completely insane, fall into paranoia, and ultimately commit suicide.
The assassin has been delivering the drugs for nine days in a row; today is the last day.
The assassin inside the robot was startled. For some reason, he was suddenly terrified by Si Jin's gaze, and his hands involuntarily went limp.
He has been delivering medicine for many days now, and during this time, He Sijin has always accepted the medicine with a calm face and has not shown any abnormalities.
What's going on today? Why is there an extra doctor here?
Never mind, he'll get a million-dollar commission after delivering Chi Yuting's medicine for the next ten days. Who wouldn't want to do such a lucrative job?
He didn't care whether He Sijin lived or died; what an assassin does is kill people, after all.
The assassin controlled the small robot to move slowly forward, and like the other robots, opened the medical bay and presented Si Jin with a white pill.
This time, however, Si Jin did not take the medicine. She just looked at him with a smile, her eyes seeming to say: Your death is near.
The assassin was a little flustered and wanted to deliver the medicine and leave as soon as possible. He was relieved when Si Jin took the medicine. Just as he was about to leave, he found that the wheels of the machine underneath would not turn.
Because he was hidden inside the robot and his vision was limited, he had no idea that Su Linyuan had already pinned down the robot's metal head.
Just as he was sweating profusely with anxiety, the next moment, bang—
A dark red laser beam pierced through the metal sheet and stabbed into his abdomen, causing him to gasp for breath and scream instantly, instinctively trying to escape.
But the moment he stood up, he was hit hard on the head by the metal box. The assassin felt the pain and regained some of his senses. With trembling hands, he reached out to open the metal box.
Damn, that hurts so much, it hurts like hell!
How could He Sijin, a patient who is imprisoned, possibly have a weapon like a laser gun?
He had to slip out the window quickly to complete his mission, but before he could, Su Linyuan pressed the muzzle of his gun against his forehead.
"Tell me, who sent you?"
If the fight between Jinjin and the patient in bed number 2 could be arguably categorized as a battle between patients, then this one was clearly malicious.
Jinjin is right, someone is plotting against him.
The assassin remained silent, enduring the pain as he stood up, pushed Su Linyuan aside, and prepared to jump out of the window.
There's an unspoken rule in the assassin industry: when carrying out an assassination at high altitude, they always carry a miniature hang glider, hidden in their belt at the back of their waist, in case of failure and escape.
This secret is known to very few people outside of their own field.
He just needs to jump down quickly, and that million will be his!
But when he ran to the window and was about to jump down, he couldn't find the hang glider.
My whole body froze, and cold sweat instantly covered my back.
Where's the hang glider? He definitely brought it with him when he came, how come... it's gone?
"Are you looking for...this?" Su Linyuan raised his hand, and when the assassin turned around, he slowly held up a small box shaped like a falcon, gesturing for him to see it.
Not only that, but right in front of him, she slowly and deliberately disassembled the hang glider, then scattered a pile of parts in front of the assassin and opened the window.
Suddenly, she reached out and pressed his head down hard: "Jump!"
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