Hans's face twisted with terror as his gaze darted frantically toward the hospital room door.

"Help... somebody, help..."

He screamed for help, but his voice was so faint it was almost inaudible.

That fear of death, the helplessness, the absolute despair-it was probably the same feeling Lizetta had when she begged him for mercy last night.

Remington's icy stare fixed on him, his hand gripping Hans's nape before landing a muffled punch on Hans's abdomen.

Hans's liver was severely damaged, and he had just undergone surgery. Now, the incision was bleeding profusely.

He winced in agony, his face contorting, eyes bloodshot, his expression filled with fear and begging.

"Are you going to talk or not?"

Remington didn't let go. Instead, his fingers tightened around the wound, rubbing and grinding, as blood trickled down his fingers.

As Hans's life ebbed away, his face was streaked with tears and snot.

Even in death, no one wants to die in such torment.

His lips moved weakly, "I... I don't know who he is... I swear I don't, please..."

He was begging for a quick end.

He looked weakly towards the door. This was a hospital, after all; the police were just outside.

criminal, he shouldn't be treated this

silent, with no one coming

image of their child curled up in bruises and stiff from the cold, Remington only wished Hans's death could be slower. "Was it the West

wound again with

his

disinfectant wipe between his fingers, meticulously cleaning the blood off his hands with a cold

there and

plainclothes team leader peeked

the floor, his hospital gown soaked red with blood,

doctors to rush in, hoist Hans onto the bed, and start the emergency

Hans coughing up blood, the monitor emitting a continuous

were done, the doctor came out, declaring the patient

escort the involved medical staff into another room to keep them under

The plainclothes leader approached,

rest

here today.

lid

MS

can

at him. and said, "Of course, nothing happened. And make sure you keep a

team leader was stunned. Hans was already dead,

was creating the illusion that Hans

cool, they'd surely come to finish

the plainclothes officer

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