293: Borrowing a knife to kill someone, Rae benefits as the fisherman (second update)_1

The security guard in formal attire asked her without expression, "Do you have a visitor card?"

Benson International had sponsored this Rehabilitation Center, and Rae Bennett knew a little about it. She had heard that the privacy here was excellent and that no patient could ever manage to escape.

This was Rae's first visit, "Is a visitor card needed?"

The security guard said, "This floor is for VIP patients, and outsiders are prohibited from visiting."

"Rae."

Wyatt Wright came over, "Why didn't you wait for me to come up together?" He had just stepped away to take a phone call.

Rae Bennett pointed dejectedly at the seventh floor and said, "I can't get in."

There were only two security guards at the stairwell, but there were many security guards in the nursing home.

All of them wore a lapel pin in the pocket of their suits, a round metal emblem—Golden World's insignia.

Wyatt Wright asked, "Which branch do you belong to?"