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Chapter 48 Clues to the High Priest
"It was a success, but one member of the task force woke up early and happened to run into the people we sent out."

The two sides fought a fierce battle.

They were all eventually captured alive.

The high priest pondered for a moment before asking, "Have they all been locked up in jail?"

The man shook his head: "No."

"Everyone was injured and was taken to the hospital for treatment."

The high priest narrowed his eyes: "To ensure that the true god is not disturbed, we sent people to deal with them tonight."

"Yes!"

The man responded.

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In the ward!
While eating her takeout, Feng Nan opened the Leisure Town chat group.

[Braised Pork Belly with Preserved Mustard Greens: @Everyone, friends, I want to see the follow-up to the sacrificial murder case.]

Good news, Feng Nan clicked send.

[Jing Xiaoqi: @Meicai Kourou, it's better to be lucky than early, I have some here.]

Soon after, Jing Xiaoqi sent the news link.

Feng Nan immediately clicked on the news link.

"Another assassin?"

After reading the news, Feng Nan felt helpless.

These criminal suspects are really something else. Why do they like killing people in hospitals so much?

Feng Nan glanced at the time the assassin made his move in the news, silently noted it down, then left the future chat group, tidied up the takeout containers, and placed them on the bedside table.

I glanced at my IV drip and saw it was almost empty, so I immediately pressed the call button.

Soon, the nurse ran in.

I turned off the call bell.

After glancing at the medicine bottle, the nurse removed the needle from Feng Nan's arm: "Are you feeling any discomfort?"

Feng Nan shook her head: "No."

"Miss, could you tell me which ward the people who were brought in with me are staying in?"

Feng Nan asked the nurses about Yue Yang and the others, as well as the wards of the suspects.

The assassins who came tonight weren't just after the suspects; Feng Nan and his group were also among their targets.

"You're all on this floor, and the wards are all connected. They're two people per ward, but you're all alone and have a single room."

The nurse put away the IV set and answered casually.

"Thank you."

Feng Nan smiled and thanked her.

The nurse nodded: "You're welcome."

Watching the nurse leave the ward, Feng Nan stretched, made sure she was alright, immediately stepped down from the window, picked up the lunchbox from my bedside table, and left the ward.

After stuffing the lunchbox into the trash can, Feng Nan began to familiarize herself with the terrain and, incidentally, look for Yueyang.

Feng Nan circled the building three times before finally finding Yue Yang.

Yueyang is still unconscious.

Not only was Yueyang unconscious, but the other members of the Major Crimes Unit were also unconscious.

This shows that these guys must have eaten all their boxed lunches.

This sleeping potion is quite potent.

Feng Nan was somewhat tempted.

I want to find an opportunity to get some back for self-defense.

Realizing she couldn't rely on her colleagues in the task force, Feng Nan glanced at the scoundrels who had beaten her and sent her to the hospital; their injuries varied in severity.

Those with mild symptoms are no longer seriously injured.

The more seriously injured are still unconscious.

Regardless of the severity, everyone was handcuffed to the hospital bed.

Remembering the locations of these people's hospital rooms, Feng Nan turned and walked towards the elevator.

The assassin's main targets are these people; she and Yue Yang are only secondary targets. Feng Nan needs to prepare some equipment.

Waiting for the assassins to come to the door that night.

Fortunately, this time she didn't have to fight alone; there were agents left behind. Feng Nan left the hospital, bought a large bottle of pepper spray, and also bought a baseball bat.

Feng Nan was unsure of her exact state of mind while in the hotel.

But she knew that in that state, she was completely out of control.

Once a move is made, blood will inevitably be drawn.

If things continue like this, something bad will happen sooner or later.

She needs to prepare some blunt weapons.

A baseball bat is handy; it provides damage, and as long as you don't hit the head, it's unlikely to be fatal.

He returned to the ward carrying a baseball bat.

She ran right into the detective who had brought her there. Seeing the baseball bat in Feng Nan's hand, the detective looked surprised: "Advisor Feng, what's this...?"

Feng Nan smiled slightly: "For self-defense."

“These thugs are too crazy. I’m afraid they’ll come to the hospital tonight to take revenge.”

"Team Leader Tian, ​​you guys should also be careful, lest the suspects be silenced."

Feng Nan deliberately gave a reminder.

Team Leader Tian nodded: "We will."

Team Leader Tian verbally agreed.

But his expression was completely indifferent.

Clearly, he didn't take Feng Nan's words seriously.

Feng Nan didn't mind and waved to Team Leader Tian: "I won't bother you anymore, I'll go back to my ward to rest first."

After saying that, Feng Nan turned and left.

Feng Nan didn't expect Team Leader Tian to listen to her. She just wanted these people to come and support her when the assassins arrived and she started fighting them.

Back in her hospital room, sitting on the bed, Feng Nan stuffed the pepper spray into her waist pack and poked the baseball bat against the bedside table.

They waited quietly for the assassin to arrive.

The news report stated that the killer appeared at midnight.

It was already 8 p.m.

Four hours left.

Feng Nan took out her phone, opened the Leisure Town app, and entered the Future Chat Group.

Let's see if anyone can come up with any new leads.

While scrolling through the chat history, Feng Nan was soon drawn to a message from Shangguan Yingji.

[Shangguan Yingji: @Meicai Kourou, great writer, I also have clues about the sacrificial murder case. It's said to be a confession left by a victim who was seriously injured but didn't die. Unfortunately, that victim couldn't be saved, and nobody knows if it's true or false.]

A photo was also attached to the message.

Feng Nan immediately opened the photo.

This is a piece of paper that has turned slightly yellow.

There are a few lines written on it.

[Confession: The mastermind was called the High Priest. He was a tall, bald man with a scar on his bald head, a long index finger that looked like it had been cut with a knife, and a fierce-looking face...]

That's all there is to the "人" (person) character in the photo.

It's all about describing the physical characteristics of this suspect called the High Priest.

Based on the idea that it's better to believe it than not, Feng Nan silently memorized all the descriptions of the high priest's appearance from the testimony, intending to pay special attention to people who matched those descriptions.

[Braised Pork Belly with Preserved Mustard Greens: @Shangguan Yingji, thank you for providing the material. I think it can be added to the novel.]

Good news, Feng Nan clicked send.

I also sent Shangguan Yingji a 100-yuan red envelope.

Feng Nan glanced at the time; it was 9:10 PM. She set an alarm for 11:30 PM, lay on the hospital bed, and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.

Time passes minute by minute.

Quack, quack, quack——

At 9:30 p.m., the alarm clock set by Feng Nan rang precisely on time.

Feng Nan, who was lying in the hospital bed, immediately opened her eyes and sat up.

After turning off the alarm clock, Feng Nan went into the bathroom, washed her face, and tried to wake herself up.

He walked back to the bedside and picked up a baseball bat.

Everything is ready, except for the assassin.