Myth Beyond Heaven Chapter 1984 Beheading Operation (3)

Chapter 1984 Beheading Operation (3)

The one pushing Zhu Ding’s gurney was Ye Ling, who was on duty today.

The team leader instinctively reached for handcuffs but was stopped by Ye Ling. “Officer,” she said gently, “do you think he’s in any condition to escape?”

Even though she knew Zhu Ding was a criminal, his current state made escape impossible.

The team leader conceded, “You’re right.”

With the officers’ help, Ye Ling pushed Zhu Ding to a secluded top-floor room. After checking his condition, she turned to the officers and said, “Please notify us when he awakens.”

“Understood,” the team leader replied.

Ye Ling nodded and left, heading straight for the exclusive nurses’ lounge. As she entered, a beautiful woman, Cai Yaoyao, immediately offered her a water bottle.

“You’ve worked hard, Sister Ling,” Cai Yaoyao said.

Cai Yaoyao, a talented resident doctor after a year as an intern, remembered meeting Yun Lintian before.

“Thanks,” Ye Ling said, opening the bottle and taking a long sip before sighing.

“Sister, is it true Doctor Yun is back?” Cai Yaoyao asked curiously.

“Yes,” a sadness filled Ye Ling’s eyes. She had just seen Yun Lintian yesterday, and now he was gone.

Cai Yaoyao’s apology came rushing out. “I’m so sorry,” she blurted.

The news of Yun Lintian’s bombed villa had become a headline, impossible to miss.

“I’m okay,” Ye Ling mumbled, shaking her head. Exhausted from surgery, her eyelids drooped heavily. Within minutes, she was asleep.

Cai Yaoyao watched Ye Ling with a playful glint in her eyes. Rising, she locked the door before pulling a suitcase from under the bed.

Inside the suitcase lay an assortment of disguise props.

Selecting a mask crafted with startling human likeness, Cai Yaoyao applied it to her face. A wig followed, transforming her appearance into Ye Ling’s perfect double.

Gazing at the drugged Ye Ling, Cai Yaoyao spoke in a calm voice, “Forgive me, Sister Ling. But don’t worry, I’ll reunite you with Yun Lintian soon.”

With that, she slipped a sleeping mask over Ye Ling’s eyes before turning and exiting the room.

Disguised as Ye Ling, Cai Yaoyao made a beeline for Zhu Ding’s room.

The team leader’s surprise was evident. “Is there a problem, Nurse Ye?” he inquired.

Clutching a stack of papers, Cai Yaoyao fabricated, “I just received an order from Doctor Li to re-record his condition. Apparently, there’s a missing parameter.”

Her voice mimicked Ye Ling’s impeccably, leaving the team leader completely oblivious.

The team leader glanced at the papers briefly and stepped aside. “Of course, please.”

“Thank you,” Cai Yaoyao smiled, slipping into the room. Her gaze flickered to the two officers, a smile gracing her lips, before she approached Zhu Ding’s bedside, feigning the recording of his vitals.

Unaware of her deception, the officers paid her little attention.

Seizing the opportunity, Cai Yaoyao injected a transparent liquid into Zhu Ding’s IV tube with swift, flawless movements.

After a convincing display of reviewing the papers, she exited the room.

“It’s done,” Cai Yaoyao declared to the team leader before departing.

The team leader watched Cai Yaoyao leave, a frown creasing his brow. An inexplicable unease settled over him. He glanced briefly at the unconscious Zhu Ding and shook his head in dismissal.

High above, Zhang Yu observed the events unfold with an amused smile. “Not bad for a mortal,” he remarked.

Cai Yaoyao’s actions, while child’s play to a cultivator like himself, were certainly impressive for a human.

“Should we let him die?” Zhang Yu inquired, seeking Yun Yi’s opinion.

“No,” Yun Yi responded. “While Lintian seems indifferent to his fate, it would be a waste for him to die in this manner.”

“Very well,” Zhang Yu concurred with a nod.

Three hours bled by, and Ye Ling stirred awake, her mind sluggish.

A chuckle escaped Cai Yaoyao’s lips as she observed Ye Ling. “You must be exhausted, Sister Ling. You have been sleeping for three hours.”

Ye Ling rubbed her temples, sluggishly rising from the bed. “Three hours?”

“Yup. Do you want to eat something?” Cai Yaoyao inquired.

Ye Ling stretched languidly. “Not just yet, thanks.”

Di! Di!

Suddenly, a shrill ring pierced the air, coming from Ye Ling’s phone. Glancing at the screen, she saw Doctor Li’s name displayed.

“Hello, Doctor Li,” she answered upon connecting the call.

“Get to the patient’s room immediately. There’s been a situation,” Doctor Li’s voice crackled with urgency.

Ye Ling’s eyes widened. “I’m on my way.”

Hastily throwing on her shoes, she rushed out the door, leaving Cai Yaoyao’s playful gaze fixed on her departing figure.

Rushing into Zhu Ding’s room, Ye Ling was met with a chilling reception. The police officers stared at her with icy glares.

On the bed, Zhu Ding convulsed violently, his heart monitor displaying a chaotic rhythm.

Confusion clouded Ye Ling’s mind as she hurried towards him, only to be intercepted by the team leader.

“What’s happening here?” she demanded, bewildered.

The team leader’s gaze was sharp, sending a shiver down Ye Ling’s spine. “Did you tamper with him?” he accused coldly.

“What? No, of course not!” Ye Ling sputtered, utterly perplexed.

“I confirmed with Doctor Li,” the team leader pressed. “He didn’t ask you to check on the patient. Why the lie?”

Ye Ling’s confusion deepened. “I…” she stammered, unable to form a coherent response.

Suddenly, a frantic Doctor Li burst in. “Not good! We need to move him now!” He began pushing Zhu Ding’s gurney out of the room.

Ye Ling instinctively reached out, but the team leader stopped her again.

“You’re under suspicion of murdering Zhu Ding. Please come with us,” the team leader stated coldly, gesturing for his officers to escort her away.

“What?” Ye Ling shrieked, utterly bewildered. “There’s been a terrible misunderstanding!”

The officers, unfazed, whisked her away, leaving her protests unanswered.

Soon, Ye Ling found herself in a sterile interrogation room. Handcuffed and seated on a metal chair, she tried desperately to compose herself. The situation was surreal.

An hour later, the door creaked open. Qin Qi, newly arrived in Hangzhou, entered the room.

He placed a file on the table and settled into the chair across her. “I’m Detective Qin Qi,” he began, his voice calm yet laced with a hint of suspicion. “I’m here to interrogate you.”

Ye Ling, a first-timer in such a situation, felt a knot of fear tighten in her stomach. “Officer Qin,” she stammered nervously, “can you please explain what’s going on? Why am I under arrest?”

Qin Qi studied her intently before speaking. “The charade ends now, Miss. We know you’re an agent of the Hell Church.”