Influence the villain [Quick Transmigration]

The moment Lin recognized him, his pupils shrank, and he unconsciously touched the knife with his hand under the pillow.

It was only when he moved his hand that he remembered last night that Zhong Xi said that the hospital did not allow knives and took away the short knives.

Lin tensed up, like a ferocious cheetah ready to go, staring at Xiang Jilan coldly.

After Xiang Jilan pushed open the door, when his icy eyes fell on Lin's face, he was stunned for some reason, but he quickly regained his composure.

He turned slightly sideways, and said coldly, "Go."

The two looked at each other disgustedly, and there was no greeting at all.

Lin Leng said: "Where are you going?"

Xiang Jilan: "Special medical examination."

Lin gripped the bed sheet tightly, his eyes were cold: "The hospital has canceled the arrangement yesterday."

When Xiang Jilan met Shanglin's gaze for the first time, he didn't need to check to see that Lin was definitely a special case - ordinary people would never have eyes like his now, which seemed like a pool of stagnant water.

Xiang Jilan was unmoved: "Whether to cancel or not, what they say doesn't matter."

Lin's waist tightened slightly, which was his inherent movement before attacking, but before he could move, Xiang Jilan said coldly: "Do you need me to call someone else to tie you up?"

Lin didn't even blink: "You just have to try."

Xiang Jilan sneered: "Is it okay to have the surname Zhong?"

Lin froze all over, and an uncontrollable look of astonishment finally appeared on his cold face, and he instinctively said, "No..."

Xiang Jilan turned around, without waiting for him: "If you don't want me to call him, just follow me."

Lin was only stunned for a moment, and immediately got off the bed neatly, took the thin coat left by Zhong Xi and draped it over his shoulders, and followed Xiang Jilan without thinking.

Just before catching up, he did not know where to get a small and sharp scalpel, which was gently hooked by his finger, hidden in the sleeve, and disappeared instantly.

Xiang Jilan didn't bring bodyguards with him, and walked in the empty corridor with a tall figure, his heels stepping on the ground made a crisp and oppressive sound.

Lin followed behind him, his eyes were so cold that he seemed to be looking at a dead object, his right hand drooped slightly, and his movements were not large.

Five minutes later, the two arrived in a room one after the other.

Xiang Xiuze walked in, and the room was pure white, except for the detection and inspection of special cases.

Lin stood outside the door, watching calmly, but refused to go in.

He was thinking about how likely it was that he could kill the man in front of him silently without being discovered by others.

With his back turned to him, Xiang Jilan raised his hand to turn on the cold machine.

Just when Lin was still hesitating, Xiang Ji Lan didn't turn his head back, and suddenly said indifferently: "Do you think you can kill me with a scalpel?"

Lin's pupils shrank sharply, and he took half a step back unconsciously.

Xiang Jilan sneered, tilted his head slightly, his expression was cold: "Come in, don't make me say it a second time."

Lin didn't want to go in, because he knew that once detected by the machine, the special case diagnosis would come down immediately, and even if he fled to the ends of the earth, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of Xiangjia or even the entire galaxy alliance.

Lin supported the door frame and asked Xiang Jilan, "Is that why you want me to die?"

Xiang Jilan didn't evade at all, and said directly: "Yes."

This is not at all the attitude a father should have towards his children, it is more like a sworn enemy.

Lin didn't feel very sad, he couldn't feel this emotion, but continued to ask almost coldly: "Do you hate my mother too?"

Xiang Jilan, who can send his child to death without blinking, seems like a towering mountain, no matter how big the storm is, it will not shake him in the slightest, but when Lin Qingpiao asked, "Do you hate my mother too?" Suddenly, he clenched his hand firmly, and the indifferent expression on his face was replaced by a fierce one.

"You have no right to mention her." Xiang Jilan said sharply, "If it wasn't for you, she wouldn't have died."

Lin sneered: "I should be the one who said this to you. Without you, my mother would not die."

Xiang Jilan was enraged by this sentence, and he walked quickly to arrest Lin.

Lin was not afraid of him at all, with a slight movement of his fingers, the scalpel fell from his sleeve to between his three fingers, and he held it tightly in his hand.

Even if he faced his own father, even if there was no chance of winning at all, Lin's hands were still steady. He didn't feel panic or fear at all, as if he was just enjoying the sunset.

Just when Xiang Jilan was about to forcibly drag Lin into the room, there was a sudden piercing sound of gunshots downstairs, followed by shrill screams and wailing.

The two were stunned at the same time.

The gunfire continued, but the screams and the sounds of running around became louder.

Lin suddenly had a bad premonition, he didn't have time to deal with Xiang Jilan, before Xiang Jilan rushed in front of him, he turned around and ran downstairs.

Xiang Jilan chased him out, and said coldly: "Catch him back, life or death!"

The men in black suits who had been hiding in the corner nodded and quickly chased him out.

Lin's ward was on the top floor. As soon as he rushed down one floor, he heard someone not far away shouting: "There are terrorists holding guns on the medical examination floor! Where are the police?! Call the police!!"

Lin's eyes darkened, his feet felt weak, and he fell directly down the stairs.

He was hurting all over from the fall, but he didn't have time to check it, and used his fastest speed to turn down the escape stairs from one floor to the next.

Just halfway through the run, Xiang Jilan's people chased after him. Lin didn't want to be caught, so he jumped out of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The physical examination floor was on the third floor, and because there was a huge roof on the third floor, he easily took a shortcut and slid down the water pipe.

Because of the annual physical examination, there are a lot of people who come to Capital Hospital. In order to prevent criminals from mixing in, the security check at the entrance of the hospital has set up three floors.

It is precisely because the peak of the medical examination is approaching that the knife on Lin's body is not allowed to be brought into the hospital.

But hearing the gunshots, the person who broke into the hospital turned out to be carrying a gun. Couldn't the hospital security check find out?

When Lin fell on the roof, he got the result - the legendary "terrorist" also rushed into the hospital from the roof on the third floor through some means.

After they landed, they fired guns directly at the French windows leading to the hospital, breaking a road abruptly.

Lin turned over the floor-to-ceiling windows full of glass shards, and saw many people lying there head-on, and the ground was covered with scorching blood.

Lin didn't care about other people's lives at all. He ran over quickly and shouted: "Zhong Xi! Brother!"

The people for the medical examination scattered, and the whole floor was in a mess. Listening to the gunshots that had not stopped, Lin ran over, and finally saw two masked men holding guns at the door of an empty operating room.

Lin looked around expressionlessly, and found that there was no sign of Zhong Xi. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the man with the gun shot him directly.

With a muffled sound, Lin's shoulders shook violently, and blood splashed out, staining the clean hospital gown and Zhong Xi's coat.

Lin glanced at the wound on his shoulder, a tinge of blood suddenly appeared in his gray pupils, and there was a buzzing in his ears.

By the time he reacted, he had already knocked the two men with guns to the ground, holding a sharp scalpel in his hand, and stabbing the blade into the body of the person on the body one after another.

The other person was covered in blood and was already unconscious. The person Lin was pinching had his eyes open and hadn't completely lost consciousness. He kept thumping on Lin's body, but he couldn't dodge the blade that fell on him.

His voice was hoarse, and he struggled to make a sound: "You...you let me go."

Lin Chihong didn't blink her eyes, and strangled him tightly. He restrained the urge to kill, and landed on his shoulders, waist and abdomen with one knife after another, perfectly avoiding all fatal positions.

"Let you go?" Lin grabbed the man's hair, dragged him up forcibly, and approached his face, uttering words like ice, "Let you die?"

The man shuddered.

The scalpel in Lin's hand was already curled, and he didn't know how much strength he used.

It wasn't until the person under him completely passed out that he threw the person on the ground like throwing garbage, got up slowly, and looked down at him, his whole body was full of terrifying killing intent and hostility.

Sirens are approaching, the police are coming.

Lin threw away the scalpel, and turned his head to look at the coat that he had neatly folded on the chair not far away.

There were bloodstains on the shoulders of the jacket, which looked more dazzling. Lin was covered in blood, and there were several bloodstains on his face. He wiped it casually, and vaguely saw his ghostly appearance on the smooth wall, and was stunned. .

He thought, go back and change quickly, if Zhong Xi sees it, he will be angry.

Lin thought, just as he was about to leave here, Xiang Jilan appeared from nowhere and directly blocked his way upstairs.

The blood that had just faded in Lin's eyes came back again. He looked at Xiang Jilan coldly, picked up the unusable scalpel from the ground, and began to think about whether there was a 1% chance of him escaping.

Seeing the miserable situation, Xiang Jilan first asked people to rescue the injured, and then turned his attention to Lin who was covered in blood.

Lin looked at him fearlessly.

After a while, Xiang Jilan suddenly smiled and said, "As expected of a special case, you really have the demeanor of a murderer."

Lin Leng said: "I didn't kill them."

Xiang Jilan: "You didn't kill them, but didn't you think about killing them when you did it just now?"

Lin pursed his lips, but did not refute.

To him, human life was nothing at all, but when he did it, Zhong Xi was like the last piece of driftwood he was sinking in the sea of ​​blood.

As long as there is that piece of driftwood, he will not be swallowed by the sea of ​​blood and become a bloodthirsty murderer.

Xiang Jilan probably saw what he was thinking, with a faint smile: "You probably don't know that the man surnamed Zhong was shot twice in the waist and abdomen, and he is still being rescued in the operating room. I don't know if he can be saved."

Lin's eyes suddenly shrunk violently to a point, shaking frantically.

Zhongxi?

surgery?

Can't save it?

These words echoed in Lin's ears, and he suddenly realized that he had studied human beings for so long, but he had never encountered such a situation and how to react.

Want to be sad?

Lin didn't understand anything, but only vaguely felt a dull pain in one part of his body.

He raised his hand to touch it, and found that it was his bleeding shoulder that was hurting.

Xiang Jilan asked him: "Aren't you worried?"

"Don't worry," Lin said.

Xiang Jilan sneered: "Yeah, the special case is that I don't know what to worry about, but it also fits your cold-blooded and ruthless temperament, but I don't know what the surname Zhong will think."

Lin Moran looked at him: "I'm not worried. If he dies, I'll go with him."

Xiang Jilan was taken aback, looked at him for a moment, and then laughed mockingly: "It's just a waste product, what kind of human are you? Who is he, who are you? Are people like you worthy of him?"

As he spoke, he seemed extremely disgusted to talk to Lin again, and walked past him to the terrorist who didn't know how to live or die.

Xiang Jilan gently lifted the faces of the two people, and scanned them twice with the optical computer authority. Soon, the information of the two people was sent.

The person who packed up the wounded returned to Xiang Jilan, and Xiang Jilan said, "It's from the fifth galaxy."

The man in the suit asked, "What to do with it?"

Xiang Jilan took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands: "Old rules."

"Then their identities?"

"They dared to infiltrate the capital hospital and commit crimes for the purpose of creating panic in the capital." Xiang Jilan said, "Of course we can't do what they want."

"How will it be announced to the outside world?"

Xiang Jilan glanced at Lin who was not far away, and said, "It's a special case to go crazy."

Lin trembled all over, tilting his head and looking at him fiercely like a knife.

Xiang Jilan threw the handkerchief on the ground and turned to leave.

When passing by Lin, he stopped for a moment and said softly: "Look, the special case is like a bionic person without human rights in the galaxy. No matter how big or chaotic things are, as long as they are all pushed to the special case, they will be accepted by everyone. without causing panic."

For some unknown reason, Lin's hands suddenly trembled uncontrollably.