Special Forces Medic

"I didn't mean to overhear, it's them! It's them." Xiao Lin glanced at Yi, Liu Sheng suddenly stretched out his right hand pointing in a certain direction, his eyes were losing focus, he was falling into self-awareness, this was a typical symptom of neurotic disturbance.

"Go and get the Silver Needle from my car." Xiao Lin turned his back to Yi and then reached out with his right finger towards the central nerve point at the back of Liu Sheng's head.

The whole person collapsed, Xiao Lin laid him flat on a single bed, peeling off his clothes, exposing his slightly chubby body.

"Young Master Xiao!" A small policeman was following behind Yi.

Xiao Lin took the Silver Needle, glanced at the policeman behind him, judging by the uniform he was from traffic police, right? "I can handle this alone here, you take this officer outside first, I'll come later to do the paperwork."

"No, this colleague has something he wants to discuss with you."

Xiao Lin raised an eyebrow, he didn't think he had any direct dealings with the traffic police, at most it was just a little commotion earlier. "What's the matter?"

The little policeman was intimidated by Xiao Lin's cold and stern demeanor, he cleared his throat and took a deep breath. "It's like this, according to witness accounts, earlier you had a dispute with the owner of a silver Mazda and got into a fight, is that right?"

Xiao Lin nodded. "We have already resolved it privately, is there anything else? If it's regarding the broken glass, I think I can pay an environmental management fee."

"Ah, it's not like that. Just a short while ago, twenty minutes ago to be precise, that silver Mazda was found, and the owner has died, so we want to ask you to come and do a recognition."

"Dead?" Xiao Lin exclaimed. "How did he die?"

"The cause of death is currently unclear, the owner has no bodily injuries, and the car does not show signs of a severe collision." The little policeman frowned, he hadn't encountered such a bizarre traffic accident in his traffic police position. "But another car involved was wrecked incredibly badly, the driver died on the spot."

"There was a second car at the scene?" This was another strange phenomenon.

"To confirm the identity of this Mazda, you were the last person to see the deceased and had contact with them before the accident, so we want you to come and make a final identity confirmation."

"Can you wait ten minutes for me?" Xiao Lin hesitated for a moment, without further treating Liu Sheng, a crucial witness might be lost. "I'm a doctor, this prisoner needs my treatment."

"This..." The little officer was in a dilemma, the scene was still preserved, such a delay would get him scolded. "Alright! Please hurry."

Xiao Lin opened the needle pouch wrapped in cotton cloth, pulled out a long needle, sterilized it with a lighter, and inserted it into the top of Liu Sheng's head. The little policeman couldn't help but cry out upon seeing it. "Is this saving or killing? Can someone live with such a long needle stuck into their head?"

Yi knowingly grabbed the little policeman's arm, like picking up a chick, and led him out of the detention center.

"Consort Ling, what do you make of this?" Xiao Lin continued to insert Silver Needles into Liu Sheng's head, occasionally twisting the needle head in sequence.

"I don't know." The soft voice of Consort Ling came through the air.

Xiao Lin observed Liu Sheng's skin color, took out a small bottle similar to an eye drop bottle from the needle pouch, dripped a few drops onto the Silver Needle inserted three-finger distances away from the temple, and then ignited it with a lighter, the dim flame flickered.

Liu Sheng moved slightly, Xiao Lin pressed on his Sleep Acupoint, and the person calmed down.

"Has Yi seen anyone recently?" Xiao Lin, watching the blue flame, seemed a bit lost.

"His schedule is very fixed, he hasn't had contact with anyone."

"Ensure his safety when necessary!" Xiao Lin pulled out the needles extinguishing the flame. "Consort Ling, have you ever regretted following me?"

"You're feeling sentimental today." Dodging the question, Consort Ling walked into the hallway, Xiao Lin heard chaotic footsteps.

Xiao Lin silently pulled out each Silver Needle from Liu Sheng's head, soaked them in a small bottle for a while, dried them, and put them back into the needle pouch. "We can go now."

Before the person arriving made a sound, Xiao Lin had already walked out of the cell. "Officer, this person is very important to the Xia Family, please ensure his safety." Xiao Lin instructed Yi.

"This is part of our duty as police officers." Yi saluted Xiao Lin to show he would dutifully perform his responsibilities.

All the way, the little officer never stopped talking, he could talk from the sky to the ground, from the living to the dead, from human evolution to the Cretaceous dinosaur era, making it impossible for Xiao Lin to find a moment of peace.

"Dr. Xiao, am I speaking too much? Is this some kind of illness?" Xiao Lin had the urge to knock him out. This question had already been asked more than five times along the way, but it was indeed a kind of illness. Of course, Xiao Lin wouldn't tell him, because he wanted to avoid trouble.

"Why would the car appear in that direction? In twenty minutes, he shouldn't have been able to reach here." Xiao Lin looked out the window as they entered the outskirts of the city. He suddenly turned to the young officer and let out a sinister laugh, the tip of the silver needle already exposed between his fingers.

"Uh... that's also what I don't understand, that..." The young officer was frightened by Xiao Lin's eerie laugh, gripping the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

After pausing on the young officer's face for a few seconds, Xiao Lin took out his phone. "Mu, next time before you act, set the time and distance properly. The loophole this time was too obvious." After saying this, Xiao Lin hung up the phone. On the other end, the elegant man had a deepening grin at the corner of his mouth.

"Come, cheers!" The man raised his glass to clink with the bespectacled man sitting opposite him, making a pleasant ringing sound.

"When can we reel them in?" The bespectacled man only smelled the wine, having no urge to drink it.

"No rush, the pesky mice have not been eliminated yet." Xiao Mu liked to pour beer into a crystal goblet, a quirky habit that had formed since childhood and was impossible to change.

"One rotten apple spoils the barrel; do you really intend to go against your favorite little brother?" The bespectacled man put down his glass and felt pity, pushing up his nose bridge with gloved hands and sighing lightly. "I haven't encountered anyone with surgical skills as brilliant as his."

"Are you being sentimental? That sounds like a big joke to me." Xiao Mu slanted his eyes. To believe that this man would change his mind for talent was as impossible as going back with him to Antarctica.

"The item is in my hands, ready to..."

"I said no rush." Xiao Mu frowned; he disliked impatient people, as it was not fun. "There are so many little mice around here; if you don't get rid of them, how can anyone live here?"

The bespectacled man laughed silently.

A drop of sweat trickled down the young officer's forehead as the car continued to drive forward. Xiao Lin had no intention of stopping him, curious where he would take him.

"You've heard the call, so just tell me the result directly!"

"The accident is real, the people are real, and the destination waiting for you is a real police officer, it's just..."

"The boss says you will know what he wants to say as soon as you arrive!" The young officer started to nervously unbutton his shirt. He felt very hot. "Don't kill me, I still have an elderly mother to support, I haven't even gotten married and had children, I haven't even bought a house and a car yet..."

"Stop it." Xiao Lin shouted, unable to bear it any longer. He was aware that he was a real cop; no matter how well-made a fake police uniform was, it couldn't match the standards of materials and details. It was hard to distinguish unless looked at closely, but for someone like Xiao Lin, he could tell at a glance. "If you don't want to die, just shut up and drive."

The young officer obediently closed his mouth, sticking to the topic like adhesive plaster. With the quiet space, Xiao Lin closed his eyes. What did Xiao Mu want to tell him? It's too boring to go to all the trouble just to lure him to the outskirts.

Of course, this was something he would do; his gimmicky nature had never changed.

All these were inconsequential, just the fact that he wasn't one to do useless work. Having initially given up his inheritance rights, he'd never go out of his way to fight for this position with him. Moreover, Xiao Mu knew well that he wasn't interested in this position. He would gladly hand it over as soon as he asked, so competition wasn't his goal.

Xiao Lin let out a sigh unconsciously; he couldn't quite figure Xiao Mu out now. Their opposing relationship was clear, but was he really helping the Wang Family? Or was it because his opponent was the Wang Family that he was standing by their side? Xiao Lin couldn't see clearly.

"Have you met your boss?" The young officer shook his head vigorously without uttering a word. "I'm allowing you to speak now." The young officer was rather cute.

"No!" The young officer let out a breath, and his words spilled out like an opened faucet. "My family was very poor since I was a child, relying on stranger sponsors to have the chance to go to college. When I graduated, someone sent a letter asking me to apply to the police academy, saying that this was the sponsor's wish. So I gave up my original ambition to study medicine and pursued a doctor's career to go to the academy."

"You're a doctor?" Xiao Lin genuinely couldn't tell; someone unaware of even simple acupuncture techniques using the silver needle claiming to be a doctor.

"I studied surgery and know nothing about traditional Chinese medicine." As if sensing Xiao Lin's suspicion, the young officer explained.

"Get to the point!" If he didn't stop him in time, he might start talking about how he got into university and how he started holding a scalpel.

"Just yesterday, someone asked me to find a person named Xiao Lin at the City Police Department, take him to the outskirts of the city, and tell him there would be a traffic accident here and also sent the scenario in text form, requiring me to memorize it word for word."

"So you're saying you yourself are not sure whether there really is a traffic accident at our destination?"

"Initially, I had some doubts, but just before I found you, the same incident indeed happened, and the license plate and car model are exactly the same." (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)