mtlumby2d Chapter 529: The finishing blow; Wen Li’s interrogation method - Russian Roulette
Chapter 529: The finishing blow; Wen Li’s interrogation method - Russian Roulette
The major traffic accident at the intersection caused fifteen deaths and eleven serious injuries, which attracted great attention from the United States.
The results of the police investigation have not yet been released.
Today's news is heartbreaking: a survivor unfortunately passed away after 35 hours of rescue.
The death toll rose to sixteen.
Four survivors are still in danger.
The hospital deployed a large number of police forces, causing the public to speculate that the traffic accident was not an accident. The hospital entrance was surrounded by reporters, and the incident gradually became a conspiracy theory. This car accident, which was most likely man-made, was believed by the public to be a terrorist attack.
People were panicked for a while.
The masses continued to put pressure on the police.
The night enveloped the hospital, as if it was about to swallow it up.
The already dull atmosphere made people feel even more depressed.
"Ding--"
The elevator door opens.
Two bodyguards at the door stopped the doctor who was walking out.
Bodyguard: "Please take off your mask."
The doctor in a white coat took off his mask.
The bodyguard turned to the unfamiliar face and asked, "Why haven't I seen you before? Could you please show me your credentials?"
The doctor took out his certificate and handed it to the other party, while replying, "I am a doctor here. I just got back from a business trip."
The bodyguard compared the photo on the qualification certificate with the doctor himself.
no problem.
Another bodyguard came up to the doctor and said, "We need to search you. Please cooperate with us."
"Understood. The director here has already told me about the situation." The doctor nodded and cooperated in completing the body search.
After getting his qualification certificate back, the doctor was released.
The whole floor was quiet, the smell of disinfectant wafted in the air, bodyguards stood guard in every corner, and a nurse came out after checking the wards and nodded in greeting to the doctor.
The doctor nodded in response and passed by the wards.
Four bodyguards stood outside one of the intensive care units.
This is the only ward that has bodyguards on duty.
The doctor passed by the intensive care unit, walked forward, and then disappeared around the corner of the corridor. After a while, the doctor came back with a medical record in his hand. He flipped through the medical records while walking straight to the ward guarded by bodyguards.
The doctor, concentrating on the medical record, said to the bodyguard without even looking up, "Ward rounds." Then he opened the door and walked in, not giving the bodyguard any chance to stop him.
After entering the ward, the doctor closed the door and walked in.
In the huge ward, the only sound was the beeping of instruments. Lu Xixiao, wearing a hospital gown, lay on the bed with his eyes closed. The instruments were connected to his body. He was wearing a ventilator, was on an IV drip, and one side of his forehead was wrapped in gauze.
The whole person looked very weak.
The doctor walked towards the bed step by step, his steps steady and powerful.
As he got closer to the bed, his eyes outside the mask became increasingly fierce and dangerous. In just a few steps, he turned from a doctor who saved lives into a brutal killer.
He came to stand beside the bed.
He stretched out his hand towards Lu Xixiao's fragile neck.
At this time, the bodyguard outside the door was completely unaware of the danger in the ward.
Just before the doctor was about to strangle Lu Xixiao's neck, Lu Xixiao, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly opened his eyes.
The doctor was startled, and before he could react, his hand was quickly and forcefully grabbed by Lu Xixiao, and Lu Xixiao's other fist went straight to his throat with a fierce punch.
His strength has nothing to do with weakness.
He shouldn't have been in the ICU at all.
The doctor immediately realized that he had fallen into a trap.
He had guessed this possibility, but he still took the risk to finish him off, and ended up being unlucky.
He turned his head to avoid Lu Xixiao's fist while trying to block Lu Xixiao's fist and struggled hard to break free from Lu Xixiao's grip.
The doctor who had fallen into the trap wanted to subdue Lu Xixiao and use him as a hostage to escape, and then kill him after it was safe. However, after a brief fight, the doctor quickly gave up this idea - not only should Lu Xixiao not be in the intensive care unit, he didn't even need to enter the ordinary ward. He was not hurt at all.
The doctor was kicked back several steps by Lu Xixiao.
Can't control it, can't kill it.
The doctor, with the door behind him, subconsciously wanted to escape.
As soon as he took a step, Wen Li opened the door and walked in.
When the doctor saw the thin girl coming, his eyes lit up immediately and he rushed towards the hostage without thinking.
He would never have thought that he picked the one with the highest fighting power in the whole venue. It would be better for him to turn around and fight Lu Xixiao.
There is more likely to be a glimmer of hope.
When Wen Li kicked him and made him spit blood and kneel on the ground, he was horrified and shocked by Wen Li's terrifying strength.
The people Lu Xixiao had already prepared quickly took action and searched around the hospital for the doctor's companions...
Wen Li went to sit on the sofa.
The thug disguised as a doctor was forced to kneel in front of her.
Wen Li: "I've been waiting for you for two days."
Lu Xixiao stayed in the hospital for two days and never showed up.
These guys couldn't hold back any longer and came to finish off the enemy.
Wen Li: "Tell me, who sent you here?"
Of course, the other party couldn't answer her question.
Wen Li: "I'm telling you, I'll spare your life. No matter how much the other party offers, I'll double it. I've always been a man of integrity. If you don't tell me, I guarantee that it won't be long before you'll be begging me to kill you."
The thug raised his sinister eyes and looked at Wen Li.
He was unmoved.
Wen Li took out a small firearm from his pocket.
A revolver.
She lowered her crossed legs and leaned forward.
She opened the cylinder and dumped five bullets onto the table.
The bullet made a crisp metallic sound when it hit the smooth table, a sound that the kneeling thugs were all too familiar with.
"This revolver is quite old. I've had it for over three years. I don't like to torture people because I have little patience and I hate getting blood everywhere." Wen Li said, picking up a bullet, loading it into the chamber, and then turning the cylinder. "But every time I use this gun to interrogate someone, I can get the result in four shots at most. It's very efficient."
As she spoke, she pointed the gun at the thugs and pulled the trigger casually without even pausing.
"Click."
It's an empty gun.
The thug's scalp tingled.
Wen Li said, "I'm lucky."
She spoke slowly and moved neither hurriedly nor slowly.
She turned the cylinder again.
Wen Li said indifferently, "Every wrong has its perpetrator, and all your money is earned by selling your lives. I don't want to embarrass you."
As she spoke, she pulled the trigger again at the thug without blinking.
"Click."
The thug's breathing became heavy and his rhythm was disrupted.
He swallowed, cold sweat gradually creeping up his back.
"Another empty gun." Wen Li muttered.
She curiously opened the chamber to see the position of the bullet, threw it back, and turned it again. The sound of the magazine turning seemed to be amplified several times and reached the ears of the thugs.