Yu Jin had been pondering a question: how could he warn the Bureau of the danger here without leaving any trace of himself, now that he had confirmed that one of the hospital's intern nurses was an underling of the Disciples of Eternal Night with ulterior motives?
An anonymous tip-off was out of the question.
Leaving aside whether his anonymity would be traced by Peepers, even the anonymous tip mailbox that the Bureau officially opened to the public—which only existed on the shadow network and could never be located—was useless.
For it was already packed with all kinds of reports, indistinguishable from one another.
On the day the tip mailbox was made public, the Bureau had received millions of reports.
They weren't just simple spam; every single email was written in a highly convincing manner. Unless one conducted an on-site investigation, it was impossible to tell truth from fiction.
But how could the Bureau possibly have that much manpower?
It had to be said that those who feared being reported always found ways to counter the Bureau's policies, to the point that even when ordinary people found clues now, they would no longer think of using that shadow network tip mailbox.
Calling was even more out of the question.
Unless one used underground shadow network encryption, the source of every call would be tracked down.
The usual reporting methods were not suitable for Yu Jin, especially considering the urgency of the current situation. Slow, tedious methods were even less viable.
Since none of those would work, Yu Jin simply came up with the most direct and effective method.
No matter what that woman's purpose was for slipping in here or what she was currently doing, all he needed to do was draw the Bureau's attention to the hospital.
But how could he get the Bureau to notice the hospital and conduct a deep background check on all personnel?
It was quite simple.
He only needed to tell them: Xia Jie is here!
Yes, this was the method Yu Jin had devised: summon red-haired Yu Jin, have him play the role of Xia Jie, and make an appearance in the hospital.
There were many Dreamwalkers in the hospital. If an ordinary person snuck in and exposed their tracks, they might run the risk of being targeted by Dreamwalkers specializing in tracking.
But Yu Jin was not afraid, because red-haired Yu Jin could be recalled.
The Sneering Revolver was simply too authoritative. When a handgun could retrieve the bullets it fired, no one would ever find the “murder weapon.”
Thus, after leaving the psychiatry department, Yu Jin turned directly into a restroom. In an empty stall, he recalled red-haired Yu Jin from the secret passage and summoned him once more.
The moment red-haired Yu Jin appeared, he stared at the toilet beside his feet, the red tips of his hair flashing rapidly.
“The garage, the stairwells, the flowerbeds... There are so many empty places, so why did you have to choose a restroom?”
Yu Jin replied honestly, “I was afraid that if I recalled you too late, Brother Scar would beat you up.”
“?”
Red-haired Yu Jin shot Yu Jin a cold glare and clicked his tongue in disgust.
Feeling slightly embarrassed, Yu Jin quickly turned serious. “You know what to do, right?”
“You don't need to teach me.”
With that, red-haired Yu Jin transformed into the appearance of a stranger and walked out. On his way out of the restroom, he casually swiped a set of janitorial clothes from a utility closet. By the time he turned the corner, he looked like an entirely different person.
Once the other split departed from this floor, Yu Jin stealthily made his way back to Tang Yaoting's ward from another direction.
He was a crucial part of this exposure plan.
As a post-disaster investigator, Yu Jin knew well that behind any bizarre action, there had to be a logical set of motives.
Xia Jie's presence could indeed draw the Bureau's attention, but the problem was that his appearance had to make sense.
In other words, Yu Jin had to establish a reason that could explain Xia Jie's appearance. Otherwise, during the Bureau's post-incident investigation, they might let their imaginations run wild and suspect things that shouldn't be suspected.
Yu Jin was afraid of being targeted by some wild, absurd speculation, so he had prepared in advance.
And this preparation was himself.
He had studied Xia Jie and dreamed of him, knowing that Xia Jie was a self-conceited, brutal tyrant.
Would such a person, upon hearing that his slaughter on Qingniao Street had failed to wipe out the entirety of Post-Disaster Investigation Group 4, stealthily slip back into the most dangerous place to send the two survivors down to join their colleagues?
Yu Jin believed so.
Whether in Group 4's investigation reports or in that previous dream, Xia Jie had always mentioned a “reunion.”
Therefore, Yu Jin designed a motive based on this very concept. While red-haired Yu Jin played Xia Jie, Yu Jin's real body would act as the killer's target, and he was bringing Tang Yaoting along.
Without informing him, of course.
Thus, the story became simple:
The ruthless and daredevil Xia Jie had infiltrated the hospital solely to give Post-Disaster Investigation Group 4 their “reunion.”
However, he was discovered during the operation and had no choice but to flee first.
But since he could alter his appearance, the Bureau, which rushed in upon hearing the news to secure the scene, would lock down all exits and entries to screen all suspicious individuals. Fearing that Xia Jie might use other means to retaliate against the hospital, they would carry out a massive “purge” from top to bottom.
This way, no matter what the plan of that woman from Scorpion Tail Alley was or how well she hid, she could not escape the screening of the Special Response Squads.
Lest they forget, the squad members had all been bottling up their anger.
This was the script Yu Jin had crafted for Shuguang Hospital today.
Admittedly, this method was a bit of a hassle for his colleagues, but he had no other choice. A little hassle was far better than the hospital's patients unknowingly becoming test subjects for the Disciples of Eternal Night.
With the script finalized, Yu Jin and red-haired Yu Jin took their respective positions, ready to start the show at any moment.
Red-haired Yu Jin wandered through several floors and unexpectedly bumped into Tang Yaoting on the floor right below the inpatient ward.
Tang Yaoting was following the intern nurse. Walking one after the other, one looked completely disgusted, while the other was sheepish and ecstatic.
The intern nurse held a crate of medicine, walking slowly.
Tang Yaoting followed her closely, wanting to lend a hand, but the intern nurse did not give him any opportunity at all. “Are you sure you don't need me to carry it for you? I'm just worried you'll get tired.”
The intern nurse rolled her eyes at him and said impatiently, “No need.”
Tang Yaoting became happy again. “I knew you were worried I'd get tired.”
“...”
Seeing this scene, the red-haired Yu Jin felt lines of black go down his face. He finally understood what was meant by “she knows how to care for people.”
No wonder Brother Scar had lost.
Only, he hadn't lost to Tang Yaoting; he had lost to Ah Q.
Leaning against the corner of the wall like a janitor, the red-haired Yu Jin swept his eyes over the intern nurse as the two walked past. He caught sight of her name on her name badge: Wu Xinting.
A nice name and a beautiful face. A pity her heart was as poisonous as a scorpion.
Just like her origin—a scorpion's stinger.
To agree to a plan that would bring disaster to patients who were already suffering proved that she was indeed “heartless,” true to her name.
Red-haired Yu Jin's gaze followed the pair for a short while. Tang Yaoting was a carefree blockhead, so he naturally didn't notice.
But Wu Xinting was different. As a woman from Taotie Street, her senses were far sharper than ordinary people's if she wanted to survive in Haicheng's underground.
She felt that she was being watched, though she wasn't sure where the gaze was coming from.
Frowning slightly, she pretended to be tired and set down the crate of medicine. Straightening her back, she let out a sigh and took the opportunity to stretch and glance back. What she saw was a massive forehead right up in her face.
Tang Yaoting completely blocked her view of everything behind her, poking his head forward in concern. “Are you tired? Let me do it. When men and women work together, the work is never exhausting.”
With that, he reached for the medicine crate.
Wu Xinting's face flickered as she pressed down on Tang Yaoting's hand. Instinctively sensing something was off, she held Tang Yaoting back while lifting her head to look behind him. However, the janitor who had been in the corridor just moments ago was already gone.
She knit her brows, seemingly sniffing the approach of danger.
Tang Yaoting sniffed it too, but it wasn't danger. It was love.
He stared at the slender hand grasping his wrist, so thrilled he didn't know what to do. “You... I... Aren't we moving a bit too fast? I'm not ready yet. Do you mind that I'm an orphan? When we get married, we can just invite your relatives. I like daughters. For our child's name, two characters or three characters are both fine.”
“...?”
Wu Xinting was utterly stunned. One second she had been on high alert, and the next she was utterly frozen in place by Tang Yaoting's words.
Looking at this man shivering with excitement in front of her, only one thought crossed her mind: The Bureau is doomed.
She snorted coldly, shook off Tang Yaoting's hand, picked up the crate of medicine, and walked away quickly.
Tang Yaoting stared blankly at her retreating figure. Savoring the lingering warmth on his wrist, he smiled like an absolute idiot.
She's shy!
Standing in place and fidgeting for quite a while, he happily sent a message to Yu Jin, typing it out word by word: “We held—”
He didn't finish. He deleted it and typed again: “We're in—”
He deleted it once more. After hesitating for a moment, he finally sent: “You're sitting at the head table.”
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