Lin Ziyu called Shadow excitedly: "Hurry up, now is a good time,"
"Good timing, I don't understand, Mr. Lin," Shadow asked confused.
"Just don't worry about it. You're right to listen to me." Lin Ziyu couldn't hide his excitement and said: "You just need to know that you can get rid of that kid as quickly as possible. That's enough. Don't worry, no one will doubt you. on the head,"
"Okay, I'll take action right away," Shadow said solemnly.
The reason why Lin Ziyu was so excited was because he heard something from his second uncle. Wu Xingneng, the commander of the Pingyuan Province Military Division, had a fight with Lei Xiaoluo. Wu Xingneng's son was beaten and admitted to the hospital. The commander of the Huacheng Military Division was killed on the spot by him.
The current situation is that Wu Xingneng is in a weak position and is very likely to be doomed.
Wu Xingneng regarded the Lin family as the last straw and called the second son of the Lin family to ask him to help, and promised to thank him once the job was done.
The second eldest son of the Lin family told Lin Hougen about this matter, but Lin Hougen refused on the spot. Wu Xingneng was already the target of suppression by the Yun family. If the Lin family came forward to protect him, wouldn't they break up with the Yun family?
For the sake of a small provincial military division commander, offending the Yun family, the leader of the military, is a deal that outweighs the gains and losses, and only fools do it.
Lin Hougen acted very disapprovingly, but Lin Ziyu listened with joy in his heart. This was the best time to attack Lei Xiaoluo. If Shadow killed Lei Xiaoluo, everyone would be suspicious of Wu Xingneng, thinking that This is his desperate approach.
When the time comes, Wu Xing can take the blame and Lin Ziyu profits. Without Lei Xiaoluo, his chances of gaining Yun Xi'er's trust will be greatly increased.
Therefore, he couldn't wait to call Shadow, urging him to take action as soon as possible. It would not be easy to find a free scapegoat in the future.
After receiving the order, Shadow put on a long black travel bag, drove a gray car out of the hotel parking lot, and went to ambush Lei Xiaoluo where he often appeared.
He chose a high-rise building about 700 to 800 meters away from the open-air parking lot of Huada. Standing on the top of the building, he could overlook most of Huada. He planned to shoot and kill Lei Xiaoluo after he got off the car.
Shadow lay quietly on the roof of the building, holding a telescope and staring in the direction of the door. There was an assembled sniper rifle beside him, the bullets were loaded, and he was ready to shoot at any time.
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After leaving the military subdivision, Lei Xiaoluo went to the hospital. Wu Zike, this scourge, had to be eliminated. It was unjust to leave him behind.
He walked into the doctor's duty room with ease, put on a white coat, a white mask, and black-rimmed eyes.
In this way, even if she stood in front of Liu Ting, she might not be able to recognize him. If he took a folder and a pen in his pocket, he would immediately become a fake doctor.
He walked straight to the room where Wu Zike was, without knocking, and just opened the door and went in. Wu Xingneng and his wife inside were discussing how to get through the difficulties. Suddenly someone came in. Their faces were not good-looking, but they couldn't say anything. Can stop temporarily.
"Let me check on the patient's condition," Lei Xiaoluo said in a deliberately changed tone.
"Well, let's see," the old woman forced a smile and asked, "Doctor, when will my son wake up?"
"It's hard to say. He should wake up soon. Don't worry, he's not seriously injured." Lei Xiaoluo gave the couple a "reassurance".
"Thank you doctor," the old woman said.
Lei Xiaoluo pretended to stare at Wu Zike's face for a few seconds, stretched out his hand and put it on his forehead, saying: "The patient has no fever, so don't worry."
In fact, he had already calmly taken a picture of Wu Zike using the Madness Curse.
"Thank you, doctor," Wu Xingneng also forced out a smile. After all, the doctor was doing it for his son's "good" sake.
"You're welcome," Lei Xiaoluo nodded and pretended to write a few words on the folder. Before leaving, he did not forget to say: "You two had better not speak loudly here. If it is not good for the patient, you can go there." The lounge at the end of the corridor,"
After Lei Xiaoluo left, Wu Xingneng and the old woman looked at each other. They also felt that it was not appropriate to discuss how to overcome the difficulties here, so they walked out together with a tacit understanding.
Although the Lin family had made up their mind to ignore them, they did not refuse directly, which made them feel like they had grasped a life-saving straw.
A few minutes later, Wu Zike's eyelids moved, and then he opened his eyes with a faint green light.
A low-level madness spell can make ordinary people go crazy for a while, and then return to normal after a while, but for him in a coma, it is simply fatal.
The loss of subjective consciousness made him forget the pain in his body. He lifted the thin quilt and jumped out of bed. The sunlight shining through the window made him squint his eyes.
This guy rushed towards the window, first smashed the glass with one punch, and then jumped out.
The lowest floor of the special care floor is also on the 12th floor. When Wu Zike was sent to the hospital, Wu Xingneng had not yet been punished, so naturally he had to send his son to the special care floor with the highest level of care.
As for the level of Wu Zike's ward, it no longer matters.
Soon, noisy shouting sounded outside.
In fact, when the glass shattered, Wu Xingneng and the old woman in the lounge had already heard it. They did not pay much attention until the shouts rang outside.
Wu Xingneng opened the door, and there happened to be a nurse in the corridor. He asked, "What's wrong? There's such a big movement."
"A patient jumped from the window," the nurse replied while running forward: "He is the patient on our floor."
"Who could have thought so hard that he would jump off the building in the hospital?" the old woman snorted behind Wu Xingneng.
"It's unimaginable. Even if you have a terminal illness and you're going to die in bed, it's better to die than to fall to death," Wu Xingneng agreed.
The old woman immediately changed her point of view: "That's not necessarily true. I heard that people in the late stages of cancer have a difficult life. They are very painful both at ordinary times and during treatment. Suicide is a kind of relief."
"That makes sense," Wu Xingneng nodded.
The next second, their eyes widened.
I saw the nurse just rushed straight into the ward where Wu Zike was, and then shouted: "The ward of the patient who jumped from the building has been found. It is ward 16012. Come here quickly..."
"Son," the old woman screamed. Wu Xingneng ran out and the old woman collapsed on the ground.
In the lounge on the 6th floor, Lei Xiaoluo stood by the window, looking at Wu Zike who had been photographed like a meat pie below, and said to himself coldly: "Be careful in your next life, and stop being arrogant."