The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 500
As the strong lock was violently uprooted, the entire cabinet fell towards the ground as if it had been hit hard.

"Snapped!"

The cork floor was suddenly dented, and the vases on the top of the cabinet were shattered on the ground one by one.

The person who pulled the lock gasped heavily, and hugged the corner of the cabinet fiercely, trying to erect the heavy and wide cabinet from bottom to top.

I don't know whether it is lack of strength or too nervous, the palms of the hands are sweating too much, slipping again and again, and I have tried five or six times without success.

While Lu Shibin was working in vain outside, the people in the closet quickly finished wearing the last piece of clothes in a row of hanging clothes.

It was a heavy knee-length raincoat, black all over, and felt like linoleum.

"With it, even if he stabbed me with a knife, it would be a waste of money for a blind man to light a lamp."

Relying on his intuition, Qilan concluded that the other party did not have a gun on him. After all, he had been in a relaxed environment in the hospital for more than two months, and his vigilance had already been relaxed.

The boy's weight plus the weight of the cabinet itself is indeed not something that a highly nervous person can easily handle in a short time.

The cabinet door was pressed down on the floor, and he was leaning against the cabinet board on his back. The air was pitifully scarce, and his body was wrapped in a raincoat, making it difficult to move his limbs.

Every time someone outside moved the entire cabinet up a little bit, a glimmer of hope popped up.

But this little hope is like bubbles on the water surface. When it comes out, it catches up with the cabinet and falls down muffled, and bursts helplessly on the spot.

In the office, there were only three people left.

One was lying on the floor, reckless.One smashed against the cabinet, anxious and crazy.The other was stuck in a closet with nowhere to go.

Patience wears out quickly in the long wait.

Lu Shibin gripped the cabinet tightly, with scratches of different shades under his palms.There are dots of black lacquer in the seams of the nails.

The intern yelled hysterically, "I want to live, I want to live!"

The sound was crazy and miserable, as if the person who was going to be buried alive was sucking the last breath of air before dying.

Before he finished yelling, there was a burning heat in his chest and throat, his eyes were burning, and his mind began to lose consciousness.A mouthful of black blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.

Finally, this person was also quiet.It was as if a rowdy drunk had suddenly tumbled into a ravine without a sound.

"It seems that there is no movement outside. Could it be that the dean is dying?! Hey, at least I have to wait until I come out to help."

After waiting and waiting, Qilan was ready to get out of trouble by himself.

"Shua!" The dagger was still sharp, and it stuck unambiguously in the seam of the back of the cabinet.

"Oh!"

The largest board was pried loose.The boy gritted his teeth and pushed hard with his elbow, knocking it down directly.

Half a head protruded from the broken board of the cabinet, and looked out cautiously.The sight in front of me was startling.

The person who threatened his life just now fell to the ground with his head down.His eyes were staring, his fingers were trembling, and the upper half of his white coat was bloody.

Dean Dong, who was lying on the ground silently, stood up at some point.Staring sternly aside at the deranged young man.

"Little Lu, why do you need so many anesthetics? What is the motive?"

"kill"

Both rows of white teeth of the intern were stained red with blood.A pair of small eyes are wide open, without blinking.

"Kill who?"

"No"

The purple lips are twitching uncontrollably, but the teeth are desperately clenching them, and the facial expression is hideous.

"The dean is controlling him, but he is resisting with amazing willpower, preventing himself from fully revealing the secret."

Qilan looked at the young and old who were risking their lives in amazement, dragging a heavy raincoat and crawling awkwardly from the hole to the floor.

There was another crackling sound.

The figure whose back was turned to him originally turned his attention to this side.

Obviously experienced a life-and-death crisis, but in an understatement:
"Actually, there is a movable board in this cabinet. There is no need to drill holes. After I finish my work, I can pull it out and it will come out easily."

Which board is used as a mechanism, the fool also knows it in his heart.It's just that the elder in front of him is not easy to fool.

Qilan smiled awkwardly:
"I have caused you trouble at a critical moment, and I will definitely compensate for the damaged cabinet."

"The locker is the little thing. What comes next is the big thing."

The young man glanced at the dean, and found that his eyes were focused on the person panting and struggling on the ground.

"What are you going to do with it?"

"Stop him from doing bad things."

After eavesdropping on a few words, it is not possible to piece together all the hidden information immediately.Qilan quietly took two or three steps closer to Lu Shibin's side.

The other party was confused, lying on the ground, shaking uncontrollably.

However, the young man clearly saw that the opponent's right hand was scribbling back and forth in a fixed small area.

"Writing?!"

Qilan stared at him in confusion.

The word that Lu Shibin drew out with difficulty will get stuck for a while, but the most important notes are stuck: on the left is three dots of water.
Qilan secretly observed the dean's eyes, and the other looked at him like an experienced fisherman trying to test the fish that took the bait, and the anticipation contained a murderous look that sent chills down the spine.

The elder's tone suddenly changed, from a warm spring breeze to a biting northwest wind.

"Have you seen enough? Knowing some secrets is worse than not knowing them, so you can protect yourself wisely!"

The young man couldn't stand the threat, and he became angry. "Kang Dang" kicked over the teapot on the table, letting the hot tea splash on the dean's face and hair.

A cold dagger flew out of his palm, and with a "boom", it was nailed directly in front of the dean.

"I'm not afraid of death," Qilan glared at the other party angrily, "but I'm jealous!"

"Beep!"

"Beep!"

From far to near, it is the sound of women's high heels stepping on the wooden stairs!
Even if the door is closed, a flexible key goes directly into the lock, and with a slight turn, everything inside can be seen at a glance.

"Uncle! Xiaolan! What are you doing?!"

The boy and the dean turned their heads in unison.Xiaomei stood by the door, her eyes filled with unbelievable astonishment.

The dean helped the glasses frame beside Fu Jinsi, pointed to the dagger on the table, and looked into Qilan's eyes meaningfully.

"Young man, put the knife away from the lady. It's easy to hurt people with such a joke. There are more important things to come."

"Okay, then put away the knife."

Qilan twirled the dagger in his hand and strode towards Xiaomei.

Immediately, she was about to ask some details, but when she lowered her head and saw the person lying on the ground, her complexion paled and her face turned pale with fright.

"Why is Lu Shibin in uncle's office? Is he dying?!"

"I won't die. If I want to die, I can't die here. I can't afford to mess with his master."

"Then what should I do?"

"Wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth first, and the action must be gentle."

Xiaomei glanced at her confident uncle in confusion, took out a silk handkerchief from her purse, and stretched out her hand hesitantly.

(End of this chapter)