Chapter 94 Night

In the days that followed, Feng Bujue simply abandoned all pretense of concealment.

Though he'd still stop exercising and ask for water when the orderly came by, he no longer bothered to change out of his hospital gown before working out.

Anyway, with his current physique... meeting his daily training goals wasn't too difficult; he wasn't like those first few days when he'd break a sweat just by moving around a little.

And so, the days passed.

The "day" Feng Bujue planned to put his plan into action... was getting closer and closer.

...

Day ninety-four, evening.

Today was blood test day, and also the day Feng Bujue had been waiting for... his "escape day."

Two hours after dinner, Dr. Zhang and the orderly entered the ward on schedule.

And at this time, Feng Bujue was naturally awake...

He quietly waited for Dr. Zhang to take his blood pressure, and very calmly made it through the stethoscope examination of his heartbeat and breathing.

It wasn't until he heard Dr. Zhang take out the syringe that suddenly...

Feng Bujue, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, hooked his foot out, and tripped the orderly, who was standing next to him, to the ground.

In that instant, the orderly was naturally shocked and caught off guard; while Dr. Zhang entered a state of bewilderment after being frightened, and retreated to the wall with a look of panic.

Only Feng Bujue... was clear about his goal and moved extremely quickly. He strode forward, picked up the empty syringe that Dr. Zhang had dropped on the ground, and before the orderly could get up, grabbed Dr. Zhang, restrained his throat, and held him in front of himself.

"Don't move!" Having taken control of the situation, Brother Jue immediately gave a soft shout to the orderly, and held the syringe to Dr. Zhang's neck.

Dr. Zhang was around fifty years old, and his physical fitness was relatively poor among his peers, certainly not comparable to Feng Bujue's current state; coupled with the fact that he was now almost scared shitless, it was obviously impossible to expect him to break free on his own.

"Don't mess around..." the orderly said as he backed away towards the door.

"If you take another step back, I'll kill him." Feng Bujue saw the other's intention and immediately replied in a cold tone, sticking the needle slightly into Dr. Zhang's skin.

"Ah—ah... don't! Don't!" The next second, Dr. Zhang screamed like a woman, but he didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only repeat the word "don't" constantly.

"Okay, okay... I won't move, I won't move... you... you don't mess around." The orderly was also stunned, he could see that... Feng Bujue was serious.

"As long as you don't play tricks, I won't kill people indiscriminately." Seeing that the other party really didn't move, Feng Bujue retracted the syringe a little, "Now, please face the wall, stick to the wall... and slowly move over there." Then, Brother Jue gave instructions to the orderly.

The latter had no choice but to comply.

"I advise you not to think about any tricks... there are many ways to kill a person, in addition to 'injecting air,' there are also some faster and more direct methods; you two also know that I usually exercise, even without this syringe, it's very easy for me to kill someone with my bare hands..."

While the other party was moving, Feng Bujue kept saying similar things; after all, the room was small, and the orderly's body was relatively strong, if he suddenly pounced on him, the result would be really hard to say... Therefore, Brother Jue used verbal offensives to attract the other party's attention, leaving him no time to think about other things, and continued to put psychological pressure on him, suppressing the other party's intention to resist.

"Stop! Good, just stop there, now... slowly lie down." After the orderly came to the corner farther away from the door, Feng Bujue ordered again.

"You can't escape..." the orderly said as he did as he was told, "Take your hands off before you cause any casualties..."

"Thank you for your advice." But Feng Bujue replied in an almost lazy tone, "Unfortunately... I don't see any benefit in stopping, and I don't see how much of a price I'll pay if I don't stop."

He was right, for him... stopping now meant failure, and he would face even harsher detention conditions in the future; but continuing to act might lead to success; even if it still failed in the end... the result would be no different from stopping, anyway, he was already serving a life sentence without parole.

"Dr. Zhang, for the sake of your current wife and children, and your previous wife and children... I suggest you cooperate with me." After responding to the orderly, Feng Bujue said in a deep voice to Dr. Zhang in front of him, "If you die at the hands of a madman who has no ability to pay civil damages, it will undoubtedly be an unbearable and painful blow to your family."

"You... how do you know I..." Dr. Zhang asked almost instinctively after hearing this.

"Of course I know." Feng Bujue didn't even wait for him to finish his question before continuing, "The first time I saw you, I knew you had divorced a long time ago; your child with your ex-wife is about to go to college; your current wife is about ten years younger than you, and your child is still in kindergarten; you use a manual razor to shave, you can't take a shit without reading something, and you never take off your watch when you wash your hands... not because you forgot, just because you're too lazy to take it off, because that Omega of yours is fake..."

As Feng Bujue said more and more, Dr. Zhang's expression changed drastically, and even the orderly lying on the ground felt surprised in his heart.

Obviously, Brother Jue was right about everything.

This level of reasoning was just basic skills for Feng Bujue; through observing Dr. Zhang during their face-to-face contact, he had already grasped a lot of information; coupled with the occasional conversations he heard when he came into contact with the orderly on weekdays, and what he heard when he pretended to be asleep... it was not surprising that Brother Jue could say these things.

"Okay, I think you've already understood the main point of what I'm saying." Then, Brother Jue's scam began, "You should think about what to do next..." He first calculated the gains and losses for the other party, "A patient escaping is the country's problem; if you lose your little life... that's your own business." Then he began to bluff, "I'm still young, even if I can't escape today, I'll eventually escape one day... it makes no difference to me, but it's different for you... if you cooperate with me today, then everything will be fine, I won't have any more contact with your life; but if you don't appreciate it... then, one day, I will make you, your family, and even your descendants... pay the price."

His words, like a cold current... penetrated Dr. Zhang's skin, and formed an invisible hand in his body, tightly grasping the latter's heart.

"You... who... are you?" Dr. Zhang didn't even know why he would ask such a question.

"Hmph..." Hearing this, Feng Bujue laughed... a cold laugh, "Haven't you read my report? Who am I... you should know very well, shouldn't you?"