C227 Murder

At this moment, the First People's Hospital of Shengjing was enveloped in silence. The corridor on this floor, aside from the brief passage of the duty nurse, had returned to a state of tranquility.

The elevator doors parted, and a man clad in a black hoodie stepped in. He was engrossed in his phone, navigating the halls with ease as if he knew them by heart, making his way toward the ward