"I'll make breakfast," she said, standing up. "You need to regain your strength."
As she turned away, she thought she caught a fleeting glimpse of reluctance and conflict in Lin Yi's eyes. But when she looked back, that expression was already gone, replaced once more by his usual inscrutable gaze.
In the afternoon, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a golden line across the floor of the safe house. Su Xiaoxi stared at that sliver of light, her fingers unconsciously tracing the clues she had written in her notebook—license plate A83, S&W Laboratories, K-73 drug.
Lin Yi was resting in the bedroom. The doctor had just left after giving him a tetanus shot and redressing his wound. The so-called "Agent 002" could arrive at any moment, and then... then Lin Yi would leave.
The thought made her chest tighten. She quietly stood up and peeked through the bedroom door—Lin Yi's eyes were closed, his breathing steady, but his brow remained furrowed, as if even in sleep, he found no peace.
Returning to the living room, Su Xiaoxi quickly made her decision. She tore off a sticky note and wrote:
*"I'm going to the police station to provide the clues. Don't worry, I'll be careful. — Xiaoxi"*
She stuck the note on the fridge, then gingerly picked up her backpack and jacket. With one last glance toward the bedroom, she quietly closed the door behind her.
Outside, the sunlight was so bright it made her squint. Following the methods Lin Yi had taught her, she scanned her surroundings to ensure no suspicious figures were nearby before heading to the subway station. Along the way, she kept looking back, both hoping and dreading to see Lin Yi chasing after her.
The police station was bustling with noise and activity. As Su Xiaoxi waited in line, her fingers clutched the photograph and the notebook containing her clues. Suddenly, her phone vibrated—Lin Yi was calling. She hesitated, then declined the call.
"Next," the officer at the reception desk called out.
Su Xiaoxi stepped forward. "I want to report a drug deal and... possibly an attempted murder related to it."
The officer looked up at her. "What exactly happened?"
She laid out the photo and explained the clues one by one, emphasizing the connection between the stolen drugs from S&W Laboratories and the K-73 drug circulating on the black market. The officer's expression grew serious, and he called over a plainclothes detective.
"I'm Captain Zhang," the middle-aged detective said, extending his hand. "Can you tell me in detail how you obtained this information?"
Just as Su Xiaoxi was about to speak, the police station doors burst open. A familiar tall figure rushed in—Lin Yi. His face was pale, his forehead glistening with sweat, and the wound on his shoulder had clearly reopened from the exertion, staining his white shirt with a stark, spreading red.