It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!
"You mean... this?" Song Xuan pulled out a necklace from her pocket and tossed it to Chen Xiao.
Chen Xiao caught the necklace, swung it in front of his eyes twice, then jerked his head towards Mrs. Liu, "Follow me."
This abrupt action dumbfounded Mrs. Liu, "What for?" she asked reflexively.
But by that time, Chen Xiao had already walked out of the medical room, and she had no choice but to follow.
Outside in the corridor.
Chen Xiao leaned against the wall in a graceless manner, "You want to save him?"
"Obviously."
"Why?"
"Why? He's the field agent I'm responsible for, am I supposed to just watch him die?"
"Heh heh... If it were me soaking there, you definitely wouldn't be in such a hurry."
"No, I would! I'd be quick to yank out the IV!" Mrs. Liu obviously didn't want to waste time arguing with Chen Xiao, angrily threw out a remark, and turned to leave.
"Hey, don't go yet, I mean... I can save him." Chen Xiao quickly called her back as soon as he saw her reaction.