Chapter 599: Intelligence

Chapter 599: Intelligence

If he could carry gold, then naturally he could carry other things too. When Li Huowang sliced through the restraints with the saw, Wu Cheng, who was merely an ordinary man, had no hope of victory left.

Li Huowang had no intention of killing him. If he truly meant to kill him, he would have slit his throat with the saw just now.

Wu Cheng’s face, already torn and bleeding from being gnawed on, was in such excruciating pain that he nearly fainted. Yet Li Huowang exercised restraint—this man was still useful to him.

Standing before Wu Cheng, who lay on the ground clutching his face and groaning, Li Huowang picked up a steel pen and waved it in front of him. “Now tell me, where does this guy named Xu Shou live?”

Wu Cheng wasn’t important; it was Xu Shou who mattered. If he couldn't deal with that man, his troubles would only multiply!

Only when Xu Shou was gone could Yang Na be safe! Even if he were locked away for life, he would never let anyone harm those he cared about!

Faced with Li Huowang's interrogation, Wu Cheng only knelt on the floor, groaning.

“Fine. I won’t hypnotize you. Then let me show you another use for this pen!”

Li Huowang kicked him hard, sending him sprawling. He straddled him and drove the pen tip into his nostril, pressing down on the base as he slowly pushed it deeper while Wu Cheng screamed in terror.

Under such a threat, Wu Cheng could endure no more. Instantly, he submitted. “He usually lives aboard a white cruise ship at Beihai New Port!!”

“Why does he live on a boat?! Does he have any other residences?!” Li Huowang didn’t stop, blood already seeping from Wu Cheng’s nose.

“Because he knows that if things get out of hand, he’ll flee immediately! That’s why he only stays on the ship!! As for overseas properties, I really don’t know anything about them!”

Li Huowang paused. Slowly, he pulled the blood-soaked pen from Wu Cheng’s nose.

After releasing him, Li Huowang took up the small saw and began sawing frantically at his handcuffs and shackles.

Wu Cheng watched the sparks fly from the saw in his hands. The pain and fear in his eyes vanished, replaced by excitement. “It’s real! You can actually produce things like this!”

Li Huowang glanced at him and continued working. “Hmph. So all along, you didn’t believe me. Don’t move. I don’t want my saw at your neck.”

After a while, Li Huowang had cut through both his cuffs and shackles. He then began removing his blue-and-white striped hospital gown.

“Take off your clothes!” Li Huowang commanded, making Wu Cheng freeze in place. But facing a madman wielding a weapon, there was no choice.

Soon, their clothes were swapped. Li Huowang wore the white coat, while Wu Cheng put on the bloodstained blue-and-white striped gown.

Under Li Huowang’s threat, Wu Cheng obediently put on the metal mouth guard and the torn restraints. Their positions had completely reversed.

From his pocket, Li Huowang took Wu Cheng’s phone and asked, “What’s the lock screen code?”

“Z.”

Li Huowang unlocked the screen and found the message bar again, locating Yi Donglai’s number.

This time, instead of pressing himself, he used Wu Cheng’s fingers. This time, the phone wouldn’t shock. The call connected.

Listening to the dial tone, Li Huowang paced anxiously inside the ward.

“Hello? Junior brother, is there something wrong? Have you started writing your new paper?”

“Doctor Yi! It’s me!” Upon connecting with Yi Donglai, Li Huowang breathed a sigh of relief.

“Hmm? Li Huowang? Why are you using Brother Wu’s private phone? Where is Brother Wu?”

Li Huowang glanced at Wu Cheng lying motionless, speaking quickly. “Doctor Yi, it’s urgent. Let me cut straight to the point! Wu Cheng is working with Wang Wei! And there’s someone else behind them!”

After quickly explaining everything, Yi Donglai fell silent. “Huowang, haven’t you forgotten to take your medicine these past few days?”

“What? Even you don’t trust me anymore? Do you forget? You cured me yourself! How can you not trust yourself? I’m not crazy!”

“Alright, alright. Since you’re running around in Kangning Hospital, I’ll have someone come pick you up and bring you back to Baita Correctional Ward.”

“No way! It’s too late! Someone’s already watching me! If I go back to the psychiatric ward, I’ll be at their mercy! I must eliminate this trouble at its root!”

Seemingly knowing what Li Huowang intended to do next, Yi Donglai’s voice grew tense. “Li Huowang, don’t go anywhere. Stay put, understood? If something like what you described happens, we can call the police!”

“It’s too late! They’re threatening my family!! I don’t know what other tricks they have! Doctor Yi, please help me. Call my parents and Yang Na. Tell them to hide somewhere for now. Someone wants to harm them!”

“Li Huowang, I’m telling you! Don’t go anywhere! Do you understand? You talk to them yourself!”

“No! They...” Li Huowang’s voice dropped slightly. “They think I’ve lost my mind. Doctor Yi, I can only trust you now. Help me!”

With that, Li Huowang hung up. But the phone rang again instantly—Yi Donglai called back.

Li Huowang hung up again, but Yi Donglai called once more. Finally, Li Huowang added Yi Donglai’s number to his blacklist.

He turned back to Wu Cheng, thinking for a few seconds. From the pocket of his white coat, he pulled out the bottle of pills he had given himself earlier.

He poured a small handful into his palm and held it out to Wu Cheng. “Take them.”

Wu Cheng swallowed hard. “These are psychiatric drugs. You can take them, but I can’t.”

“What happens if I take them?”

“Tremors in limbs, sluggish thinking, hormonal imbalance, memory loss.”

“Perfect! That’s exactly what I want!” Li Huowang yanked off his mask and forced the pills into his mouth.

Soon, Wu Cheng’s movements became strange. His face went blank, drool dripping from his lips, resembling a patient more than ever.

Looking at the blackened surveillance camera, Li Huowang picked up the saw and began slashing across Wu Cheng’s body.

He only cut the surface, making it look horrifically bloody—but not fatal.

With a sharp *clink*, the door to the ward suddenly burst open. A doctor in a white coat, covered in blood, rushed out and shouted urgently, “Quick! Bring a stretcher! The patient has self-harmed! It’s critical! He’s bleeding and in shock!”

Upon hearing Li Huowang’s shout, orderlies and doctors rushed in.

When they entered, they found a patient with blood streaming down his face, wearing a metal mask, lying in a blood-soaked restraints suit. The exposed wounds looked terrifying, as though he were on the verge of death.

A dead patient was always a big deal. The crowd rushed forward to assist.

Just as they scrambled to save him, the doctor who had just burst out shouting disappeared without a trace.