Bound up like rice dumplings, Jia Youzhi and Ding Xiang dangled from the top of the studio. Listening to the voices coming from the surveillance footage, they looked slightly embarrassed.
"The part where we fought to the death and swore we'd never submit wasn't recorded! Everyone in the entertainment industry knows how loyal I, Ding Xiang, am!"
"Director Li, from now on, I, Jia Youzhi, am your dog! Tell me to go east and I'll never go west. Please find a way to drive that lunatic away. We can't have him staying in our studio forever."
Li Sansi's two subordinates were truly exceptional when it came to shamelessness. To stay alive, they howled and begged, abandoning every other consideration.
"How should we handle this situation?" Gao Ming looked at Wu Wei.
"Cut the ropes and feed those two to the patient." Wu Wei was very glad she had chosen to leave with Gao Ming last night. Otherwise, she would have been the one hanging there.
"I mean, how do you usually deal with a patient who goes mad? Call the police? Or the hospital?"
"Oh, you meant that?" Wu Wei took out her phone and called the Takekawa Society's hospital. "The Night Watch handles patients who've already lost control. Patients like this one, who still have their reason, are best handed over to Takekawa Pharmaceuticals. They need volunteers to test new drugs, so they're very willing to take patients in. Once a patient enters their facility, though, they generally never come out again."
Before long, a red-and-white ambulance arrived at the studio. Several burly caregivers carrying assorted tools took away the patient, who had been on the verge of an eruption of malice.
"Director Li, I can never repay you for saving my life. You've given me a second life."