Ten minutes later, a police car arrived at the city hospital and stopped in the hospital parking lot.
From far away, the yellow cordon in front of the emergency building was clearly visible. Several figures in police uniforms were blocking the crowds trying to surge inside.
The onlookers craning their necks around the cordon buzzed with discussion.
"Why have so many police officers suddenly come?"
"Why was the cordon put up? What happened in the hospital?"
"I need to deliver something to my family member in the hospital. Can you let me in?"
When Liu Jialin reached the crowd, she called out in a clear voice, "Please make way."
When the crowd saw that she was an investigator, they did not dare block her path and immediately opened a way through.
The police officers quickly pulled open the cordon. Liu Jialin and Zhang Xiao met up with the other colleagues who had arrived, then hurried into the hospital.
The instant they stepped into the outpatient lobby, an eerie silence swept over them.
The lobby, which should have been bustling with voices, was completely empty. Scattered medical records, overturned water dispensers, and shattered glass medicine bottles littered the floor. Besides the smell of disinfectant, the air carried a faint, sweet tang of blood.
"All unconscious individuals have stable vital signs. No one has died." Someone used an ability to examine the people lying on the floor and quickly reported the results.
Liu Jialin nodded. Just as she was about to order a search, the corner of her eye suddenly caught movement in the corridor ahead.
The people who had been lying on the floor were opening their eyes one after another.
Their movements were extremely slow, like rusted puppets. Their elbows scraped against the floor with a creaking sound, while their