In this dark night, the rain was pouring down. Every drop of rain seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, hitting the window fiercely, making a shocking sound. In the darkness, accompanied by thunder and lightning, a sense of fear filled my heart.

A figure quietly appeared near the People's Hospital. He was wearing a black raincoat, as if blending into the darkness. His face was covered with a black cloth, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, revealing a hint of mystery and coldness. His steps were light and silent, like a ghost shuttling through the darkness.

He sneaked up to the rooftop of the inpatient department of the People's Hospital, looked around and made sure that there was no one around. Then he took out a rope from his backpack, fixed one end firmly, and threw the other end down from the roof. The rope extended all the way to the ground.

Then, like a nimble monkey, he used his hands and feet to quickly climb down the rope.

After a while, he successfully climbed to the window of Ward 201. He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and then carefully took out a sharp glass cutter from his pocket. He held the glass cutter tightly, slowly brought the blade close to the window glass, and then gently scratched it. With a slight "click", a crack appeared on the glass.

He continued to cut the glass with the glass cutter. Each cut was just right. He didn't use too much force to cause the entire glass to break, nor was he too weak to cut the glass.

When he finally cut out a space large enough to fit his hand in, he stopped what he was doing and put the glass cutter back into his pocket.

Then he reached his hand through the hole in the glass and fumbled for the window switch. He pushed it gently, and the window made a slight "creak" sound and slowly opened.

He climbed in through the window, moving as quietly as a cat, without making any sound. His heartbeat was so rapid that it seemed to jump out of his throat.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He told himself that this was what he had to do and there was no turning back. However, deep down inside, there was a voice that kept asking himself: Is this really the right thing to do?

He tiptoed to the bedside, pulled out an extremely sharp dagger from his waist, and stared at the sleeping person with his head covered on the bed.

I'm sorry, I can't help it. You can blame the old fox if you want to. I hope you will be reborn into a good family in your next life.

He lifted the quilt and wanted to use the dagger to quickly cut the neck of the person sleeping on the bed.

However, when the quilt was lifted, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes. There was no one on the bed, only a lonely pillow, as if laughing at his illusion.

At this moment, the lights in the ward suddenly came on.

The man in black was so frightened that he almost dropped the dagger.

It turned out that Zhang Jianguo had been hiding in a dark corner of Ward 201. He saw the man holding a dagger and stabbing the pillow under the quilt. He quietly turned on the light in the ward to see if the man was Wang Guangren as he guessed.

However, Zhang Jianguo saw a masked man in black.

They stood facing each other, and suddenly, the man in black rushed towards Zhang Jianguo like a tiger descending from a mountain, swinging his fist with a strong wind. Zhang Jianguo dodged sideways and kicked hard at the same time, trying to trip his opponent. The two sides fought back and forth in this way, and a thrilling fight unfolded in this ward.

During the fight, Zhang Jianguo seized a flaw in the man in black and took the opportunity to take off his veil.

When Zhang Jianguo saw that the person under the veil was not Wang Guangren, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the two guards outside the door heard the fighting in the ward and rushed in. They each took out their guns and aimed at the man in black to shoot. However, the man in black was fighting with Zhang Jianguo, and the two were afraid of accidentally injuring Zhang Jianguo, so they hesitated to shoot.

Seeing that things were not going well, the man in black made a feint and ran towards the window he came from. He climbed out of the window, grabbed the rope, and quickly climbed downstairs.

At this time, Zhang Jianguo took out a gun from his waist and fired several shots at the man in black. The man in black groaned and quickly disappeared in the rainy night, leaving only a pool of bright red blood on the ground, but it was quickly washed away by the rain.

Zhang Jianguo looked out the window. The rain was still falling, as if washing away the sins of the world.

But in a dark corner near the hospital, a man was holding an umbrella and squinting his eyes, watching the man in black being shot.

At this time, Sun Changsheng walked into the ward.

"Captain Zhang, what's going on? I heard the fighting in Ward 205 and rushed over."

At this time, Xiao Wang interrupted and said, "Our Captain Zhang is really a genius. He predicted that something would happen tonight. So Captain Zhang moved Chen Xiuhua to another ward and waited here."

Zhang Jianguo withdrew his gaze from the window, sighed and said: "The enemy is still very cunning, let him escape."

Xiao Wang looked at Zhang Jianguo. The dark circles under his eyes were deeply imprinted, revealing fatigue and tiredness.

"Captain Zhang, you and Sun Changsheng both participated in the capture of the spies inside the steel mill today. Catch them all in one fell swoop.

At night, Captain Zhang, you are still waiting in the ward to catch the spies hiding in the police. You are really too tired. Even a strong body can't bear it. I guess nothing will happen tonight. You and Sun Changsheng should go back and rest. Chen Xiuhua is under the care of Zhao Xinmin and me, so don't worry. "

Zhang Jianguo listened to Xiao Wang's words and nodded slightly to show his agreement. He took a few steps and wanted to leave the ward, but everything in front of him was dark, and he felt dizzy and felt like he was about to faint.

At this time, Sun Changsheng next to him quickly supported Zhang Jianguo.

"Captain Zhang, are you okay? I see you don't look well."

Zhang Jianguo relaxed for a while and felt the dizziness slowly disappearing.

"It's nothing. I was just too busy today trying to capture the spies hiding in the steel mill. I didn't eat well at night. I might have low blood sugar."

Sun Changsheng looked at the pouring rain outside the window, then turned around and looked at Zhang Jianguo with some concern and said, "Captain Zhang, it's raining too hard tonight. Why don't you rest in this ward for a night? I'll ask for a leave for you tomorrow. Go back and have a good rest for a day."

Zhang Jianguo listened to Sun Changsheng's words, looked at the heavy rain outside the window and said: "Okay, I'll listen to you. You are also very tired today, so come and have a good sleep with me in this ward."

So Zhang Jianguo and Sun Changsheng rested in Ward 201 for one night, while Xiao Wang and Zhao Xinmin continued to guard outside Ward 205.

Time ticked by. At this time, Xiao Wang covered his stomach with his hands, looked at Zhao Xinmin with difficulty and said:

"Zhao Xinmin, I'm so sorry. My stomach is suddenly a little uncomfortable. I may need to go to the toilet. But don't worry, I will be back soon."

As soon as Xiao Wang finished speaking, he hurried towards the men's restroom.

Zhao Xinmin looked at Xiao Wang's departing back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said jokingly with a smile: "Hey! This lazy donkey has a lot of shit and urine!"

Just then, a man in a white coat passed by Zhao Xinmin and walked into the men's restroom together.

Not long after, the man in a white coat came out of the men's restroom. He looked anxious, walked quickly to Zhao Xinmin, and said hurriedly:

"Comrade, there's a comrade in the men's room who seems to be in a bad condition. He asked me to pass a message to you, asking you to go check on him as soon as possible."

After listening to what the doctor said, Zhao Xinmin frowned and had a bad feeling in his heart. He felt that there was something strange about this matter.

He stared at the doctor in front of him with full concentration. Suddenly, he focused his eyes on the doctor's hands and stayed there for a moment. He keenly noticed that the doctor's hands were covered with thick calluses.

This made him wonder: Why would a doctor have such thick calluses on his hands? These calluses looked like the marks left by a pair of hands that had been tightly gripping a gun for a long time.

When this thought flashed through Zhao Xinmin's mind, his pupils contracted slightly.

At this moment, the doctor took out a handkerchief from his pocket and quickly covered Zhao Xinmin's mouth and nose.

Zhao Xinmin tried to struggle and resist at first, but soon became motionless.

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