Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

Mo Jinghan sat on the sofa with a gloomy look on his face, his fingers gently playing with the lighter in his hand.

"Click, click," the sound of the lighter echoed in the silent room, like some ominous omen.

"Han Zishuo was taken away by Fu Yanchen and is now in the hospital?" Mo Jinghan's tone was cold, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Yan Ming stood aside and nodded seriously, "Yes, Mr. Mo."

A hint of cruelty flashed in Mo Jinghan's eyes, "Find a way to kill him. If he sees Xu Xiaoxiao, things will be troublesome." His voice was calm but full of murderous intent.

Yan Ming said without hesitation, "I understand."

He answered simply, and prepared to turn around and carry out the order.

"Wait," Mo Jinghan stopped him, "How's Chen Shen doing? Has he sent anyone to prison?"

Yan Ming stopped, turned around and replied, "It has been arranged, but there has been no chance to do it. Chen Shen is a serious criminal and is under strict guard. Someone is watching him all the time, even sleeping in a single room."

Mo Jinghan frowned. "If you don't have a chance to take action, then find one. Do I need to teach you this?" There was obvious dissatisfaction in his tone.

Yan Ming lowered his head, "Okay, Mr. Mo. I will notify everyone and let them continue to look for opportunities." After that, he turned and left the room.

With Yan Ming's departure, the room returned to silence again.

The "click, click" sound of the lighter in Mo Jinghan's hand became clearer and harsher, as if announcing the approach of some conspiracy.

The lights in the hospital corridor were dim and quiet, with the occasional groans of patients and the gentle comfort of nurses breaking the silence. A dark figure appeared silently in the corner of the corridor, sticking to the wall and carefully poking his head out.

He looked around and locked his eyes on two bodyguards standing at the door of a ward. They were tall and straight with sharp eyes, and they were obviously not easy to deal with. The shadow identified his target and began to think about how to get rid of the two bodyguards.

He frowned and thought for a moment, then glanced at the nurse station not far away. There were several nurses there who were busy sorting out medical records and medications, and they didn't seem to notice his presence. The shadow's mind moved, and a plan came to mind.

He straightened his clothes to make himself look more neat and decent. Then, he walked calmly towards the nurses' station. The nurses looked up and saw him. He smiled and said, "Hello, I am the bodyguard of Ward 266. The patient in our ward is feeling a little unwell. Can you please go and take a look?"

His voice is steady and sincere, which makes people feel trustful unconsciously.

The nurses looked at each other. 266 But the director had told them that these were the patients that needed special attention, and they couldn’t be held responsible if anything happened to them.

One of the older nurses nodded and said, "Okay, we'll go over and take a look right away."

The black shadow was secretly happy, but still remained calm.

He turned and left the nurses' station, counting the time silently in his mind.

He knew that the nurses would go to the ward to check on the situation soon, and the two bodyguards would definitely follow them.

Sure enough, after a while, he saw two bodyguards hurriedly following the nurse to Ward 266, and they did not close the door tightly after entering.

The black shadow took the opportunity to quickly approach the target ward. He gently pushed the door open, slipped in and hid behind the door.

"That's not a problem! The patient looks fine."

The nurse said with some dissatisfaction, obviously annoyed by the false alarm in the middle of the night.

The two bodyguards looked at each other with a hint of embarrassment on their faces.

They originally thought that the nurse came to check on the ward, but they didn't expect such a misunderstanding to occur.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." One of the bodyguards apologized sincerely.

"Can you please not make random reports in the future? We thought something had happened in the middle of the night."

The nurse's tone softened a little, but still contained a hint of blame.

The two bodyguards nodded in understanding. "We understand. We will be more cautious next time."

Adhering to the principle of less trouble is worse than more, the two people didn't say anything more.

Several people went out and closed the door.

The shadow hiding behind the door had greedy and excited eyes, as if he saw countless banknotes falling on his head like raindrops. He secretly rejoiced in his heart:

"I'm so lucky today! Everything went so smoothly!"

These dark shadows were all trained by Yan Ming.

However, their organization has a special rule - after each mission, only 5% of the money paid by the seller needs to be handed over as interest to the organization, and the rest belongs entirely to the individual.

This has undoubtedly become a huge motivation for them to pursue wealth.

The ward was dark and quiet. Only Han Zishuo, who was lying on the bed, could hear his faint breathing with an oxygen mask on his face.

The black shadow approached the bed step by step, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

He pointed the gun in his hand at Han Zishuo on the bed, ready to complete his mission.

However, at this moment, a strong light suddenly illuminated the entire ward.

The shadow looked up in astonishment, only to see several policemen standing at the door, their flashlights shining directly in his face.

"Don't move!" the police's shout echoed in the ward.

The shadow's heart sank, knowing that he had been exposed, but he still wanted to struggle a few more times.

"Hands up! Put down your weapons! Or we will shoot"

The policeman stepped forward, watching the shadow vigilantly.

The shadow swallowed nervously, he knew he had no way to escape.

"Damn it!" He cursed under his breath and raised his hands helplessly.

The police quickly stepped forward and took the gun from his hand.

"Be honest! Who are you? Why did you sneak into the ward?" a policeman asked sternly.

The black shadow remained silent, his eyes flashing with despair and fear.

At this moment, another policeman looked at the person on the bed and said, "Get up! The person has been caught."

The person on the bed who pulled off the oxygen mask was Lin Nuo.

"Oh my god, I'm dying of suffocation. If he doesn't come, I can't hold it anymore."

Captain Liu smiled, "Assistant Lin pretending to be a patient is so... cute."

Lin Nuo, "..."

"Take this suspect back to the police station!" the leading police officer gave the order decisively.

The shadow was escorted out of the ward by the police and his plan completely failed.

In the darkness outside the ward, Yan Ming watched all this silently, his face terribly gloomy.

"Looks like I have to find another way..." Yan Ming gritted his teeth, turned around and disappeared into the night.

He reluctantly put down his hands and let the police handcuff him. He knew that this mission had completely failed.