"We have limited facilities! Sorry you have to put up with this, Doctor Song!"
Lin Xiaoming's voice carried a smile, and his tone was even rather gentle.
It stood in stark contrast to the Black Cloak he wore, a symbol of evil.
Song Ning jolted and rolled over to sit up on the heated brick bed.
Someone stepped forward from behind him and placed a chair at his back.
Lin Xiaoming sat down unhurriedly.
Song Ning watched him in silence, saying nothing.
"Doctor Song! Don't be nervous! I just want to have a proper chat with you!"
Lin Xiaoming spoke with a smile.
Song Ning gave him a faint smile in return.
"What should I call you? Comrade Lin Xiaoming? Or Night Owl?"
The smile on Lin Xiaoming's face deepened.
"You certainly know a great deal, Doctor Song! I know you're the person Regimental Commander Gu cares about most! I also know that, besides being an excellent doctor, you have exceptional powers of observation and deduction!"
Song Ning smiled. "You came all this way just to compliment me?"
"Yes! There aren't many women worthy of my praise! You deserve it!"
"Thank you! Compliment received! If there's nothing else, please leave! I assume you have no intention of letting me go right now!" Song Ning's face turned cold as she dismissed him.
"Tsk!" Lin Xiaoming was still smiling. "Aren't you curious how far Regimental Commander Gu's people have gotten in their pursuit since I captured you?"
"I am! If you're willing to tell me, I'd love to hear it!" Song Ning said bluntly.
"Ah-"
Lin Xiaoming let out a long, theatrical sigh.
"Regiment Commander Lei has been leading his men around my territory for a while now! They just couldn't pinpoint the exact locations! Well! After I grabbed you last night,