Darkness gave way to light again in the span of a thought.
If the previous time shift had still carried the faintly subtle feeling of rain moistening things silently, this one had been utterly blatant.
It had been deep night, with not the slightest sign of dawn in sight, yet now the blazing sun hung overhead.
Looking at the immaculate sky and feeling the sun's warmth, Fu Qian had to admit that the driving conditions were indeed excellent.
And sure enough, even the staff were unreliable. The problem of having no car at night had been solved in an instant.
When he had confirmed earlier that the sanatorium's residents were all walking time bombs, Fu Qian had actually considered the staff as well.
After all, even the attending physician looked rather abstract. That uniform alone was hardly enough to inspire confidence.
Fortunately, the first night-shift guard he had encountered had seemed highly professional, with a reliability rating above the norm.
Unfortunately, that figure had soon taken a sharp dive.
After only a few casual exchanges, this thick-browed, big-eyed fellow had revealed a side of himself no one knew about.
On the surface, he was a sanatorium guard—impartial and stern, cool-headed.
In truth, he had long been unable to tolerate the attending physician's evil deeds. He had secretly resolved to bring down the culprit, merely waiting for the right opportunity.
And now, the opportunity had arrived. He had discovered a chosen contender, someone with the potential to reveal the truth to the world...
It had gone remarkably smoothly. Even as the person involved, Fu Qian could almost feel the fervor in it.
Not to mention that sending him directly on his way perfectly aligned with the mission objective.
Compared to that, the cost of half a day seemed utterly negligible.
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