The next day, I continued my delivery routine as usual.
However, my mind was no longer focused on the task at hand.
I remained vigilant, observing everything around me.
Sure enough, as I passed an intersection, I spotted a black sedan.
It followed me at a distance that was neither too close nor too far, like a ghost that refused to vanish.
I let out a cold laugh.
It seemed my instincts were right.
Someone was indeed tailing me.
I decided to turn the tables and track them back.
I rode my electric bike and deliberately veered into a narrow alley.
This alley had a complex layout with many twists and turns.
I knew every street and corner here by heart.
I intended to use the terrain to my advantage and shake them off.
I darted through the alley, constantly changing directions.
The black sedan remained hot on my heels.
Suddenly, I accelerated sharply, bursting out of the alley and onto a bustling street.
The traffic was heavy, and people were everywhere.
I maneuvered through the flow like a fish swimming upstream.
The black sedan fell behind me.
I slowed down and glanced back.
The black sedan had disappeared from sight.
I let out a sigh of relief.
But I knew they wouldn't give up easily.
I had to find out who they were and why they were following me.
I continued delivering food, but my eyes were constantly scanning the surroundings.
By evening, I finished my last delivery and prepared to head home.
As I passed by Sublimation Hospital, I suddenly noticed that black sedan parked right in front of the hospital.
My heart sank.
Could it be that they were connected to Sublimation Hospital?
I decided to check it out.
I parked my electric bike by the roadside and quietly approached the hospital.
The hospital was brightly lit.
People were coming and going; everything seemed normal.
Yet, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.
I circled around to the back entrance of the hospital and caught a glimpse of a figure darting past.
I immediately chased after it.
The figure vanished into the darkness.
I scanned my surroundings warily.
Suddenly, a shadow lunged at me from behind.
I instinctively dodged.
The shadow missed its target.
I focused my gaze and saw a shadow dressed in a tight black suit, with a mask covering their face, leaving only a pair of cold eyes visible.
"Who are you?" I demanded sharply.
The shadow did not respond but lunged at me again.
We became entangled in a fierce struggle.
The shadow was agile, striking swiftly.
I couldn't afford to be careless; thanks to the boost from my Life Energy, my reflexes were quick.
During the fight, I noticed that the shadow was carrying a card.
Seizing the opportunity, I snatched the card away.
The shadow seemed to realize the card's importance and desperately tried to retrieve it.
But I held onto the card tightly, refusing to let go.
The sounds of our struggle grew louder, attracting the attention of others.
With no other choice, the shadow fled.
I looked at the card in my hand; it was an access card emblazoned with the logo of Sublimation Hospital.
It seemed my suspicions were correct.
The person following me was connected to Sublimation Hospital.
I had to infiltrate the hospital to uncover the truth.
Using the card in my hand, I opened the back door of the hospital.
The corridor inside was empty and eerily quiet.
I walked cautiously, trying not to make any noise.
I arrived at the entrance to the basement.
At the entrance, two security guards were patrolling.
I hid in the shadows, observing their movements.
Once they moved further away, I quickly slipped into the basement.
The basement was pitch dark.
I turned on my phone's flashlight to illuminate the surroundings.
I saw that the basement was filled with many strange instruments.
There were also numerous containers filled with unidentified liquids.
In addition, there were some documents that resembled research papers.
As I ventured deeper into the basement, suddenly, a voice came from behind me.
"Who are you?"
I turned around sharply.
A man in a white lab coat stood behind me.
In his hand, he held a syringe.
The syringe contained a green liquid.
He aimed the syringe at me.
I recognized him.
He was Li Xudong, the director of Sublimation Hospital.
Comment 0 Comment Count