I rely on unlimited life extension

Cheng Yi quickly changed into his usual clothes in the shade on the rooftop, then used his disguise technique to transform himself into the appearance of a fat monk.

The image of the fat monk was lifelike, with a large belly and a clearly visible double chin.

After getting dressed, he swaggered downstairs, heading straight for the floor where the murderer Yang Wei was located.

As I passed the nurses' station, the nurses on duty were struggling to stay awake, their heads nodding as if they were waging a fierce battle against drowsiness.

Cheng Yi's eyes lit up, and taking advantage of the nurse's inattention, he quietly slipped away a set of thick, large syringes.

He then went to a quiet spot in the hallway and began practicing his syringe skills.

He skillfully drew air into the syringe, then held it and simulated the action of inserting a needle, repeatedly stabbing the imaginary target, pushing the needle in and pulling it out, practicing the whole set of actions repeatedly.

After repeating this more than ten times, his movements became more and more skillful, and his eyes showed a touch of coldness and determination.

Finally, Cheng Yi arrived outside Yang Wei's ward.

Amai and Wei were standing guard outside the door. Amai held a horse racing manual in his hand and would occasionally kowtow to it. Wei, on the other hand, had his head against the wall and was fast asleep, his snores barely audible.

Cheng Yi looked at the two constables and sighed helplessly in his heart.

He thought to himself, "There's really no other way. If the system had notified me that I had completed the punishment task after I captured Yang Wei during the day, I wouldn't have ended up like this."

It seems the system will only acknowledge mission completion after this villain's life is taken.

His gaze became even more resolute, but beneath that resoluteness, there seemed to be a barely perceptible struggle hidden.

Cheng Yi took a few steps back quietly, and with a quick glance, he saw a doctor's on-call room with the door half-closed.

He slipped inside, quickly found a clean white coat on the rack, put it on neatly, and then picked up a mask from the table and carefully put it on.

After everything was ready, he took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and walked towards Yang Wei's ward with a normal gait.

As Cheng Yi walked towards the ward, he had already imagined all sorts of possible scenarios.

He thought that if Amai and Awei woke up and saw him, and asked him questions, he would have to answer in an extremely calm tone, "Doctor's rounds," hoping to get away with it.

However, to his surprise, whether it was because Amai and Awei were sleeping too soundly, or because his footsteps were too light, the two guards did not notice that the suddenly appearing "fat doctor" had entered the ward they were guarding.

As soon as Cheng entered the ward, he quickly closed the door, leaned against it, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He slowly walked towards the hospital bed, his gaze falling on Yang Wei, who was still unconscious.

Looking at the guy covered in wounds in front of him, Cheng Yi couldn't help but wonder to himself, "Just how much blood did this guy lose? How come he's been unconscious until now?"

His brow furrowed slightly as the words Little Chili had spoken before came to mind.

"According to Little Chili, this guy's liver was injured. I wonder which of the people who ganged up on him did such a bad job."

Cheng Yi muttered to himself while subconsciously touching his fist.

He wondered with some doubt, "Could it be because of my punch? That shouldn't be possible. Am I that strong?"

He stood by the bed, looking at the unconscious Yang Wei with a complex expression, a mixture of hatred for the perpetrator and doubt about the source of his injuries.

The ward was quiet, with only the faint sounds of the medical equipment, as if telling the story of the unusual nature of this night.

Cheng Yi slowly approached Yang Wei's bedside. He quietly took out the thick, long syringe he had stolen from the nurses' station from his sleeve, his movements slow yet carrying an undeniable determination.

He carefully installed the needle, then pulled the syringe plunger back. With a soft "hiss," a syringe full of air was drawn in.

The ward was eerily quiet, with only the faint rustling of the syringe echoing in the air.

Cheng Yi held his breath, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. Without hesitation, he aimed the syringe at Yang Wei's heart and plunged it in.

The needle easily pierced the skin and entered the body. Then, he quickly and forcefully pushed the piston, forcing all the air in the syringe into Yang Wei's heart.

These actions were lightning fast. After completing them, he immediately pulled out the syringe. The whole process was seamless and without any hesitation.

Yang Wei was originally unconscious when suddenly, a sharp pain spread from his heart to his whole body like a surging tide.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with terror and pain.

What came into view was a blurry figure dressed in white, standing in front of the bed, holding something that was suddenly pulled out from his heart. The object gleamed coldly in the light, like the scythe of death.

Yang Wei instinctively tried to sit up, using all his strength to resist the sudden attack.

However, to his horror, he discovered that the strength he had painstakingly gathered seemed to have been sucked away by an invisible force and quickly vanished.

At the same time, he began to have difficulty breathing. Each breath felt like a bellows being pulled in his lungs, but he could only inhale very little air.

His heartbeat slowed down, and the feeling of life slipping away filled him with deep fear.

He turned his head with difficulty to look at the instrument monitoring his heartbeat.

The curve on the screen that originally represented the heartbeat, like a towering mountain, now seemed to have collapsed, rapidly decreasing in height. It first became a gentle hill, then gradually flattened out, and finally became a lifeless straight line.

Just then, a long "beep" sounded abruptly in the ward, a sound like the death knell tolled by the Grim Reaper.

Yang Wei's heart stopped beating completely, his eyes gradually became empty, and the flame of his life was extinguished.

System notification: You have punished the wicked Yang Wei, the human-skinned beast, who deserved his punishment. You have gained 10 points of system energy, 100 hours of life time, and 3 free attribute points.

Cheng Yi nimbly opened the window without hesitation. He took a deep breath, used "Leap of Limit," and plummeted down the building like a black lightning bolt.

However, just as he was about to land, he landed steadily on the ground like a light feather.

After landing, he didn't dare to linger for a moment and quickly ran towards the shadows. As he passed a trash can, he casually threw the syringe in his hand into it. The syringe made a slight clinking sound in the trash can and then went silent.

Cheng Yi quickly found his car, got in, started the engine, and left the hospital.

Along the way, he had mixed feelings, a sense of relief at completing the mission, but also a slight, indescribable tension.

As soon as Cheng Yi got home, he quickly changed out of his night clothes.

After working so hard for so long, he felt extremely hungry and was about to make himself some instant noodles when suddenly, the shrill ringtone of his mobile phone broke the silence.

"Ah Yi, the suspect is dead, come to the police station quickly!" Ah Rong's urgent voice came from the other end of the phone.

Cheng Yi's heart tightened, but he quickly calmed down, responded, and immediately turned and went downstairs.

Passing by Chang Kee not far away, he had a sudden idea. He went in, ordered takeout, and asked it to be delivered to the police station. After arranging everything, he hurriedly headed to the police station.

When Cheng Yi arrived at the police station, he found that the members of the Major Crimes Unit had already arrived.

Amai and Awei sat dejectedly in the corner, heads bowed, not uttering a sound. The atmosphere in the entire police station was as oppressive as the calm before a storm.

Cheng Yi's eyes searched through the crowd, and soon he spotted the somewhat sleepy Little Chili.

He strode over and whispered to Chili, "What happened? How did the suspect die?"

Although his voice was low, it sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet police station.

Little Chili pouted slightly, gestured to the other side, and said with a somewhat helpless tone, "Ah Mai and Ah Wei were guarding the suspect at the hospital, but they both fell asleep."

No one knows when, but a guy climbed in through the window, murdered the suspect, and then escaped through the window. But these two were completely oblivious, as if they were fast asleep. Inspector Li was furious.

Cheng looked up and saw that Li Xiuxian's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds before a storm, and his eyes were burning with anger, as if he wanted to set the surrounding air on fire.

Cheng Yi steeled himself and stepped forward, trying to ease the tense atmosphere, saying, "Li sir, please calm down. They didn't expect anyone to be able to scale walls, after all, it's a tall building. By the way, what floor is that ward on again?"

Little Chili chimed in, "The 8th floor."

Li Xiuxian frowned deeply, veins bulging on his forehead. He said angrily, "What angers me is that these two guys have been on duty for so long, and they still managed to make such a mistake while guarding someone outside. Even if one of them had stayed in the ward, there wouldn't have been such a huge oversight!"

Now tell me, how am I supposed to resolve this? The Tuen Mun devil is dead, killed by someone who can scale walls! How am I supposed to write a report like this? Even if I did, would the higher-ups believe it?

Amai's face turned bright red, and he almost lowered his head to the ground, saying in a low voice, "I'm sorry, sir."

The voice was filled with guilt and unease, and the atmosphere in the entire police station became increasingly heavy, as if a heavy stone was pressing on everyone's heart.

Cheng Yi frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, "Li sir, what if we report that he was silenced?"

Li Xiuxian frowned, looked sharply at Cheng Yi, and said seriously, "Ayi, don't talk nonsense here. I know you mean well and want to help Amai and Awei, but you can't just make up excuses for this kind of thing."

Cheng Yi shook his head slightly and said with a solemn expression, "Li sir, actually I've always had an idea in my heart, but I never dared to say it before."

Because I lack concrete evidence, and I fear that mere words could mislead everyone. But now that things have developed to this point, I feel I can no longer conceal it and must report it to you.”

Li Xiuxian was taken aback. His gaze swept across everyone's faces before finally settling on Cheng Yi, his eyes filled with doubt and worry. He said, "A-Yi, you're not just daydreaming about... wanting to..."

Cheng Yi quickly smiled apologetically, "Li sir, how could I dare? I do have some fairly reliable speculations, please let me explain in detail."

Just then, a young deliveryman walked in carrying several bags.

Cheng Yi's eyes lit up, and she immediately stood up, waving to everyone as she said, "Perfect timing, I ordered takeout for everyone. You must all be hungry after being so busy for so long, right? Come and have some porridge to fill your stomachs."

The aroma of steaming porridge began to fill the police station, slightly easing the tense atmosphere.

The takeout container contained two kinds of delicious porridge: a fragrant and tempting seafood porridge, and a classic preserved egg and lean pork porridge.

The moment Cheng Yi opened the lunchbox, a rich aroma wafted out, and the fragrance, as if alive, quickly spread throughout the police station, seemingly injecting a touch of warmth into the tense atmosphere.

The constables were taken aback by the delicious aroma, then let out a joyful cry in unison, like a group of children who had been starving for a long time seeing their favorite food.

They all hurried over, their eyes full of anticipation.

Cheng Yi first picked up a bowl of porridge and respectfully handed it to Li Xiuxian, saying with a smile, "Li sir, please have some porridge first. This is Chang Kee porridge, which is famous for its high-quality ingredients. It's not only delicious but also very nourishing."

Looking at the porridge on the table, Li Xiuxian's icy coldness lessened slightly. He sighed softly, his tone tinged with helplessness and regret: "This time, such a huge oversight has occurred. If the higher-ups remember it, Ah Mai and Ah Wei will probably never get a promotion in their lifetime."

Cheng scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "Li sir, how about this, Rong and I will go to the hospital later and get our hands on the hospital's surveillance footage. We'll take a close look and see if there are any suspicious people in the footage from that time period."

If... if the surveillance footage from that time period were to malfunction—of course, I'm not hoping it will break down, but that might actually be more advantageous for us.

Li Xiuxian couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You kid, don't keep thinking about all sorts of weird problems. You can't just hope for something like this."

Amai, Awei, you two, stop standing there! Drink your porridge right now, and then go to the hospital immediately to get the CCTV footage sorted out. We absolutely can't afford any more mishaps this time.”

Upon hearing the order, Ah Wei immediately stood up and rushed out, looking anxious.

Cheng Yi quickly reached out to stop him, and said with a smile, "What's the rush? It won't make a difference if you're in a hurry. Hurry up and drink the porridge first. If the porridge gets cold, it won't taste as good. You need to eat well to have the energy to work."

Amai and Awei looked at Cheng Yi gratefully, their eyes filled with thanks.

Then they began to wolf down the porridge, their speed like a whirlwind, and in the blink of an eye they finished it.

Then, Amai reached out and caught the car keys that Cheng Yi threw to him, and the two hurriedly rushed to the hospital.

Inside the police station, the officers were leisurely sipping their porridge, the warm aroma of which wafted through the air, while listening intently to Cheng Yi's story.