C3 Chapter 3 Nightfall

Night fell, lust hung over the city, and darkness provided perfect cover for the dark creatures.

The wind tonight was a little cold. Shen Shuhan stood in the cold wind in a black windbreaker. The breeze lifted the corner of his clothes, making him look as if he was completely hidden in the darkness. It was his habit to wear black, and even if he was injured, no one would be able to see through it.

He looked at the hospital that was exactly the same as the information he had read.

Shen Shuhan was deep in thought for a moment. He really did come to the mental hospital to escape the law. This person was smart.

But this was not something he should consider.

Because of the special reasons of the patients, there were not many people walking around at night. Even if there were, there were only a few patrols to protect the security of the hospital.

In Shen Shuhan's eyes, these people were just toys that could move.

He skillfully avoided the hospital's camera as if he was familiar with his backyard.

He slipped into a doctor's lounge, took off his black windbreaker, which stood out in the light, and put on a doctor's white coat. Shen Shuhan didn't even bother to wear a mask to hide his face.

Disguise was one of his mandatory courses. It didn't completely alter his appearance, but it was easy enough not to be recognized, and he'd seen targets who were still alive - no.

In the light, he realized that Shen Shuhan, who should have had an Oriental face, had turned into a Western with a high nose and blue eyes. His black hair hadn't changed, but no one would mistake him for an Oriental either.

In addition, he was almost two meters tall. No one would have thought that he was actually an Oriental.

Shen Shuhan hid his clothes well. He would come back later to get them. He did not want to lose another piece of clothing.

After that, he swaggered towards the room where his target was.

However, he did not expect that this assassination would change his life. Of course, this was a matter for later.

Shen Shuhan walked over to the so-called VIP room. It was actually a little funny that there was a VIP room in a mental hospital, but because there was an extraordinary person living there, even if it wasn't an advanced ward, it had to be an advanced ward.

Perhaps it was to keep people from talking, but there was no one guarding the place. The people inside were not mentally ill, and they did not need doctors or nurses to look after them. So there was no one on this floor, which made it very easy for Shen Shuhan to get there.

Shen Shuhan put his ear to the door and listened for a while, but it only seemed like a few seconds to others. He held the doorknob, opened the door, and went in without anyone noticing him.

Al, who was in the room, had just sent his subordinates away and was now taking a bath.

Shen Shuhan had heard the sound of water just now, so he could tell that the person in the room was taking a bath. But he did not expect to see such a scene when he entered the room.

There was a figure standing in the steamy bathroom, long, strong legs visible even through the glass door, and barely visible beyond.

Shen Shuhan was stunned by this scene and almost forgot to hide in the dark and wait for an opportunity.

Only when he heard the sound of water in the bathroom stop did Shen Shuhan quickly hide behind the curtains behind the sofa and hide his aura.

Al turned off the water and casually wiped the water off his body. Then he opened the glass door and came out to get a good night's sleep.

After all, because of his "accidental kill," those old guys had forced him to not sleep well for a few days. Maybe coming here was a good idea.

The mental patient was not criminally responsible for the consequences of his inability to recognize or control his actions, and Al could not help but smile triumphantly at the thought.

You want to praise him? Wait another ten years!