Chapter 177
Song Zhou raised his eyes and looked at the car window opposite him.
The bare treetops against the gray sky swept across the view framed by the glass.
Wang Hanshuang noticed his expression in the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "Are you expecting passersby to notice you? Forget passersby, you wouldn't be afraid even if the police stopped your car for inspection.
"I'll just say my son is seriously ill and needs to be taken to the hospital. Do you think the police will believe me?"
An anxious woman, a young man who was limp and speechless, with an IV in his hand.
It's so much like an anxious mother and her seriously ill son.
Not only will the police not be suspicious, they might even help her clear the way with their police car.
Song Zhou was angry and anxious, breathing heavily.
Wang Hanshuang said worriedly, "Oh, don't get excited. This medicine has side effects. If you vomit later, won't you feel uncomfortable?"
Song Zhou knew she was right. Emotional agitation could trigger other symptoms and make him even weaker.
He tried hard to regulate his breathing and to calm his pounding heart.
"That's right," Wang Hanshuang said. "We're still a long way to go. Don't you have a lot of things you don't understand? Let's walk and I'll explain them to you."
Song Zhou didn't want to listen and just wanted to get out of the predicament.
Wang Hanshuang said to herself:
"About three years ago, after I found Xiaoping's sketchbook, I decided to find out the truth. I wanted to know what Zhu Zangmo had done to my daughter.
"I'm a dedicated nurse and a decent woman. I can't drive, I've never even traveled far. I don't know anything, I can't do anything. This won't work. I won't be able to accomplish anything."
“But that’s okay, I can learn.
"I never drove for most of my life, but I passed the test in just a month. I learned things like using a smartphone by asking the neighborhood kids for help. Once I started, I realized how easy it was.
"I've never met Zhu Zangmo, but when Xiaoping signed up, I was listed as the contact person. So I asked someone to go to the police station and change my name and get a new ID card to avoid being recognized.
"After making sufficient preparations, I left my hometown and came to Qi'an, looking for an opportunity to get close to Zhu Zangmo and his family..."
Wang Hanshuang's soothing voice sounded like a bedtime story, causing Song Zhou, who was not fully awake, to gradually forget his struggles and sink into a deep dream.
Becoming a transparent bystander, watching Wang Hanshuang embark on a journey of planning, entering the Zhu family as a nanny, gaining their trust step by step, becoming their confidant, and becoming an "accomplice"...
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The inertia of the brakes woke Song Zhou from his dream, which was half real and half illusory. He opened his eyes dazedly.
"Let's go to the bun shop."
He heard Wang Hanshuang say.
"Where is Qiu Yue's phone? Oh, here it is."
Wang Hanshuang muttered to herself, stretched out her arm, and picked up her phone from under the back seat. "When I was walking from Qi'an to Lanzhou, I bought buns at this bun shop and wrote down their Wi-Fi password. When I park the car on the curb, my phone can connect to the internet..."
What are you going to do—Song Zhou’s brain, which was stuffed with cotton, turned slowly.
Wang Hanshuang answered his question: "I want to use this phone to send a message to your girlfriend."
Chen He!
What would Chen He think when she received the message from Qiu Yue's phone?!
Song Zhou suddenly jumped up and actually sat up a little, but immediately fell back, his chest heaving violently.
"Hey, don't move around, you might hit your head. It looks like the anesthetic is almost wearing off. Let me push you a little more."
Wang Hanshuang put her phone aside and picked up a large syringe filled with liquid medicine. A thin tube extended from the syringe and connected to the needle on the back of Song Zhou's hand.
She slowly injected the drug, saying, "Don't be nervous. I'm not pretending to be a ghost to scare your girlfriend. I'm just using your tone to let her know I'm safe so she doesn't worry too much."
Song Zhou protested silently - you used Qiu Yue's phone, how could she mistake it for me?
Song Zhou moved his hand, trying to break the needle.
Wang Hanshuang had to free one hand and hold his wrist in a soothing gesture, responding to his concerns as if she could read his mind:
"Of course I have a way. Didn't she call you puppy? I'll sign the message with that name, and she won't be suspicious."
Song Zhou froze in shock - How did you know...
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