Chapter 197: Nightmare Strikes

"No wonder..."

Chen Ling remembered that when the thugs discovered them moving the corpse last night, it was at night. They must have waited until there were fewer people at the back door of the hospital to use the family claim procedure to transport it out directly.

"As for the other two, they are both top surgeons at their hospital. I checked the surgery records for the past week, and each of them has several surgeries to do every day, but yesterday afternoon, neither of them performed any surgeries, and even some scheduled surgeries were canceled... Combined with the reactions you mentioned, I'm 90% sure."

Chen Ling nodded. "In that case, should we find an opportunity to interrogate them separately?"

At this point, Wen Shilin's expression became strange. He looked at Chen Ling, his eyes dodging, as if he wanted to say something but was embarrassed to speak...

"...What's wrong?"

"Lin Yan, I remember you have good combat skills?"

"I guess so."

"Then can you tie the three of them up?"

“？？？”

Chen Ling looked at Wen Shilin in astonishment, finding it hard to believe that such bandit-like words were coming from him.

"Here's the thing, let me explain." Wen Shilin said seriously.

"It's already certain that Shuangye Hospital is involved in organ trafficking, right? We just rushed into the hospital so openly to look for clues, so the forces behind the hospital must have received the news... I'm not afraid of them coming after me, I'm afraid that in their desperation, they might..."

"You're afraid they'll kill them to silence them?" Chen Ling understood Wen Shilin's meaning. Given the style of the Star Chamber of Commerce, it was something they would definitely do.

"Yes, I've encountered this situation several times before. I'd just find a witness, and before I could even conduct a formal interview, they'd be killed... causing the investigation to stall." Wen Shilin sighed.

"I've thought about tying them all up before, but... I don't seem to be able to knock them out."

Chen Ling: "..."

"Fine." Chen Ling agreed without much hesitation.

Even if Wen Shilin hadn't asked, Chen Ling had intended to interrogate... no, "interview" these doctors. But since Wen Shilin's idea was similar to his own, there was no need to do it secretly.

Seeing Chen Ling agree, Wen Shilin was overjoyed. "Then where should I wait for you? My place?"

Chen Ling was about to say something when he suddenly remembered the audience expectation that had flashed just now, as well as Wen Shilin's mention that the mastermind behind the hospital might silence them. His eyes narrowed slightly...

Could it be that the warning from the expectation value came from the mastermind behind the hospital? Otherwise, why would it appear only after they entered the hospital?

"No... I'll pick the place. Don't go back tonight either." Chen Ling said.

Wen Shilin naturally had no objections. For him, it didn't matter where he stayed. "No problem."

……

A drop of blood streaked across the sky, quickly transforming into a human shape on a deserted rooftop.

Jian Changsheng rubbed his tired eyes, two large dark circles clearly visible... To get something out of Liu Chen, he hadn't slept all night.

Since Chen Ling could get the information he wanted so easily, why couldn't he? So, after Chen Ling left, Jian Changsheng gritted his teeth and continued to torture Liu Chen. Besides one-sided beatings, he used knives, whips, and everything else, working until dawn.

Strange to say, after Chen Ling left, Liu Chen didn't seem so stubborn anymore. After some torture, he gave up the information he knew.

Just as Jian Changsheng guessed, the bad news was that the Yan family had sent out most of their manpower to catch him. The good news was that those Outsiders didn't seem to have made a move...

Jian Changsheng, who now possessed the [Blood-Dropping Top], wasn't afraid of being tracked by ordinary people. But those Outsiders, as the top combat power that the Star Chamber of Commerce could openly use, were not something to be dealt with casually.

Jian Changsheng thought as he continued on his way using the [Blood-Dropping Top]. His figure shuttled rapidly across the rooftops of Aurora City. At the same time, a tiny black shadow flashed across the sky.

Jian Changsheng felt something flash by, looked up at the sky in confusion, and narrowed his eyes...

"That is... an eagle?"

High in the sky in the distance, a black shadow flapped its wings, skimming the horizon at an astonishing speed. Under the glare of the sun, one could only see a silhouette resembling an eagle.

Jian Changsheng didn't pay it any mind and continued to approach the hill not far away. He found the woods where he had been staying under the hill, as well as the lonely doghouse.

Jian Changsheng crawled into the doghouse, felt around in the corner for a moment, and pulled out an unopened loaf of bread.

The food his uncle had put in the trash bag for him was almost gone, but Jian Changsheng didn't care. For him now, sneaking into a grocery store to steal some food wasn't difficult... If possible, he would specifically target grocery stores under the Star Chamber of Commerce.

Jian Changsheng lay on the ground, gnawing on the bread while watching the swaying woods outside the doghouse, feeling quite good. Although living in this doghouse was stifling, it did give him a great sense of security at this critical juncture.

After eating, Jian Changsheng slowly closed his eyes, preparing to rest for a while. As his consciousness sank into sleep, everything around him seemed to blur.

He had a dream.

He dreamed that he was living in a paper house, just like the ones he saw in funeral shops burned for the dead—cramped and small, even more uncomfortable than the doghouse.

He lay on the hard bed and looked out the window. Outside, it was a hazy white, as if someone had pasted a layer of white cloth over the window.

Behind the cloth, blurry shadows swayed and flashed, as if someone was wandering outside the house, looking for something... Jian Changsheng held his breath, staring fixedly at the white window.

From some unknown point, those wandering shadows disappeared. After a brief, deathly silence, a thin face slowly emerged on the surface of the white window, as if a face with no thickness was pasted flat against it.

It was a vivid face. Black-purple eyeshadow occupied a third of the face, two blushes were like the big red cheeks of a doll in a New Year's painting, and a small apricot-colored mouth was delicately pursed—it wasn't even as big as Jian Changsheng's thumb...

This face just stayed quietly on the white window. The unfocused pupils suddenly turned, landing at the bottom of the eye sockets, looking down at Jian Changsheng lying on the bed.

This scene exploded in Jian Changsheng's mind like a thunderclap!

He exclaimed, sat up abruptly from his sleep, and almost hit his head on the top of the doghouse. His back was already soaked with sweat!

The blood-like setting sun spilled from the other side of the hill, staining the world a strange red. In the dim woods, a bewitching, paper-thin figure was standing under a tree, its unfocused pupils staring straight at the direction of the doghouse...

Suddenly, the small apricot mouth gradually split open, almost dividing the entire face in two!

A strange sound, like metal rubbing together, slowly rang out:

"...Found one."