Chapter 418 - 345: The Director
Wen Ying’s threat had clearly worked. Many of the others were terrified, their faces pale.
’If that Huaguo woman used that attack on us, wouldn’t our bones be shattered to dust?’
"You killed Smith?"
Someone seemed to want confirmation.
After all, Smith was the most powerful player they had seen or heard of in the psychiatric hospital so far.
If this woman really did kill Smith, then there was no shame in submitting to someone so powerful.
’It’s just a matter of being someone’s subordinate, anyway.’
The little tiger sat off to the side, wagging its tail and looking around as if it had nothing better to do.
"You from Flower Country, we... we’re willing to follow you! But you have to protect us!"
"Yes, that’s our only demand. Too many people have died since we got here. We want to get out alive."
"If you agree, we can tell you all the clues we have."
Hearing this, Wen Ying’s gaze turned lazy. "Follow me? Sorry, I don’t like having a following. The most I can do is let you off the hook and protect you once at a critical moment. I won’t guarantee anything else."
They hadn’t expected the Huaguo woman to refuse so decisively.
Everyone was stunned.
"Then we’ll trade our clues for your protection. One clue buys protection for one person, one time."
"Deal."
And so, a remarkably harmonious scene unfolded in the dusty basement room.
Everyone scrambled to be the first to share their clues, but unfortunately, not many of them were useful.
And not everyone had a clue to offer.
Those without clues stood to the side, worried.
Afterward, Wen Ying organized the clues.
The Dean was well-hidden, but some clues pointed to an improper relationship between him and the Head Nurse.
The psychiatric hospital was formerly an orphanage. For some reason, it became a hospital and then appeared in the mist.
The Dean had a child once.
But no one knew where this child was.
Some speculated the child was connected to the Head Nurse, while others thought not.
The Head Nurse’s bloodcurdling screams could be heard at a fixed time on a certain day.
The cockroach monster killed by Wen Ying was the Head Nurse’s child and had no connection to the Dean.
There seemed to be a patient on the third floor who was constantly targeted by the hospital staff, possibly with a connection to the Dean.
The Dean had never appeared; no one had ever seen what he looked like.
That suicide note was likely from the Dean’s child. The child’s mother wasn’t dead, but she had disappeared.
The Dean was connected to the monsters.
There was a Black Cat with a terrifying background. It was said that even the Head Nurse had been wary of the Black Cat’s previous owner.
After running through the clues in her mind, Wen Ying looked at the people lined up before her. "I never go back on my word. Time to redeem your rewards."
"Redeem our rewards?"
Although they didn’t understand what Wen Ying meant, the crowd still looked at her.
Then they saw the Huaguo woman pull a stack of yellow papers from her pocket.
She handed one to each person present.
Everyone: "..."
’Are we supposed to write a number on this?’
’Will she call our number to redeem the protection later?’
"These are peace charms. They can save your life."
Their pupils widened in shock!
"Peace charms? Is this... Flower Country’s Magic?"
"But how do we know if these things work?"
Wen Ying took out a peace charm. "I won’t move. You all attack me. Use anything you want. A fatal blow."
"Actually, never mind. Let’s use someone else, otherwise you’ll think I’m cheating."
"Who wants to try?"
Everyone looked at each other.
’He’d have to just stand there and take a hit, a fatal one at that. Who would be willing to risk their life to test it?’
"If the peace charm doesn’t work, I promise to personally escort you out. How about it?"
"Then... let him do it!"
A skinny man was pushed forward. He wanted to curse them out but didn’t dare, so he just stood there, trembling.
"Whoever does it, please be careful... Don’t accidentally kill me..."
He looked like he was about to cry.
Another man took a sharp knife from his coat and looked at the skinny man. "Sorry, brother. If the peace charm doesn’t work, we’ll send your body home. If it does, we’ll owe you one."
The man closed his eyes without a word, but the trembling of his eyelashes showed how truly nervous he was.
After all, if that knife plunged into his heart, it would be game over for him on the spot!
’This is my life on the line!’
The man holding the knife really did aim it at the other man’s heart and, without hesitation, stabbed.