There were still many questions, but for the moment, she did not know where to begin. All she could think about was the possibility that the strongest warrior in the supervision system had already become a Contaminant.
She needed to think it over and sort it out.
"How are you planning to escape?" she asked Li Qing.
"I stole the freight elevator card. I'll disguise myself as an orderly transporting medical waste, take the freight elevator down to the second basement level, then hide in a garbage truck. At five in the morning, someone will drive the garbage truck out of the Supervision Bureau. I'll get out somewhere along the way," Li Qing replied solemnly.
It seemed that while Feng Ling had been in her meeting, he had done a great deal of investigating throughout the building.
"Then... good luck," Feng Ling encouraged him.
Li Qing: "..."
His feelings were complicated.
It felt like an owner putting a leash on a pet dog while telling it to run faster and do its best—both ridiculous and absurd.
"Oh, right..." After thinking for a moment, Feng Ling said to him, "You probably don't have anywhere to go, do you? The RV I rented is still in the Parking Lot at the Sanqing Mountain Scenic Area. The windows aren't locked, so you can climb inside and sleep. I'll transfer you a few hundred yuan on my phone later, so you'll have travel money to get back to Sanqing Mountain."
Li Qing's face darkened. He opened the hospital room door and left, carrying an indescribable sense of grief and indignation.
Feng Ling also returned to her room, preoccupied with her own thoughts.
The torrential rain continued without pause.
Rain poured down as the violent wind howled.
The noisy rain made it difficult for Feng