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But now everyone’s life and death are uncertain; what do you expect from him at this moment? Qi Qiuluo gazed at Yan Qing's handsome features. Yan Qing understood that Qi Qiuluo was deliberately provoking him. He smiled lightly, thinking that perhaps he could help me survive. How do you know he can’t help us crack this system? If I butter him up now, once the system is broken, wouldn’t that be a gain?
Qi Qiuluo scoffed sarcastically and glanced at Tan Ming, his tone filled with skepticism. Him? Qi Qiuluo shook his head. Everyone was too preoccupied with their own troubles, and how could Tan Ming, someone who only considered maximizing his own interests, care about the lives of others?
We are like grasshoppers on the same rope, Qi Qiuluo. If you have any reservations, I can understand; I hope you won’t hide any important clues from me. No, we are not on the same rope; I am different from you, Qi Qiuluo replied. He had no intention of sharing too much with them, as it would be pointless.
As they were leaving, the Messengers were voting again. "Vote for the doctor," he whispered, casting a meaningful glance at the doctor who was helping out. Dr. Wang had become very silent since returning from searching for supplies; when others spoke to him, he ignored them and even seemed a bit impatient.
Fan Xiaonan whispered behind him to many people, saying that the doctor was throwing a tantrum and had mood swings. "Doctor?" Yan Qing asked. Qi Qiuluo didn’t say much more and disappeared into the crowd without looking back.
Dr. Wang was holding a large basin filled with water mixed with fish blood. He noticed someone watching him from behind; his sensitive head bumped into Yan Qing's gaze. He nodded at him and poured out the blood water before asking the person in front, "Ke Master, where should I put this empty basin?"
Zhang Liu predicted for the second time that the murderer was indeed the doctor. Tan Ming looked at the doctor's back and said this, but no one believed it. Even Jiang Jie conducted a lie detector test on Dr. Wang to prove he wasn’t the murderer.
Qi Qiuluo's words left people half-convinced. Tan Ming said, "I want to go to the hospital to check on the doctor." Everyone was unfamiliar with Dr. Wang since they had not interacted with him before. There should be information about Dr. Wang in the hospital.
Yan Qing also felt it was necessary to investigate further.
The hospital was located near the North Gate, a single building that stood five stories tall within the school grounds. They had walked for over forty minutes from Fountain Square to reach it.
Outside the hospital, white bones were wedged among the grass, and the outer walls of the building were peeling and dilapidated. The door to the hospital stood wide open as they stepped inside.
In the spacious lobby, several bulletin boards lay toppled on the floor, and shards of porcelain littered the light-reflecting marble tiles. Alongside the reception desk, a skeleton rested in a chair, its finger bone placed on a document on the table, as if frozen in the act of turning a page, its gaze fixed straight ahead.
After this evolution had been halted, the electrical circuits had suffered severe damage and had not been repaired, leaving the place without power to this day. The sky outside was dimming, prompting Tan Ming to switch on his flashlight.
The two climbed the stairs to the fourth floor, arriving at the Human Resources Department of the hospital. Upon opening the door to the office within the Human Resources Department, light spilled into the room. On a desk sat another skeleton in a chair, with a finger bone resting atop a document, maintaining its page-turning pose while staring blankly ahead.
Tan Ming approached and pulled the document away to examine it. It was just an ordinary notice, and he placed it back down carefully. Meanwhile, Yan Qing's attention was drawn to a row of bookshelves.
Several shelves were neatly lined with Personnel File Bags. Tan Ming rummaged through the clutter on the desk. Amongst a disarray of papers, he found Recruitment Information; behind it lay a sheet labeled List of Successful Applicants.
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