Chapter 227: Mister Zhou: Am I Hallucinating? Lucas, Who Never Lets a Grudge Go
"Young man, are you possessed? Or are you hallucinating?"
"There's no one in the river! Take a good look for yourself!"
Hearing the old man's words, Mr. Zhou felt very indignant and pointed at the spot.
"Isn't that a person there?"
The old man said, "Look for yourself, look carefully. Stop pointing."
Mr. Zhou looked toward the drowning person's direction, but then...
That drowning person had disappeared.
"He must have sunk under."
Mr. Zhou grew even more anxious.
Because of their height difference, the old man jumped up in frustration and slapped Mr. Zhou on the head. "Young man, you're truly possessed! There was never anyone there! I thought you were going to jump into the river to kill yourself! That's why I chased after you, running my old bones until I'm gasping for breath! And you were trying to save someone? Saving a ghost?!"
Mr. Zhou rubbed his head, constantly looking back and forth between the old man's face and the spot where the drowning person had been.
Very confused, he said, "Old man, this is a matter of life and death! You're quite old, your eyesight might not be good, maybe you didn't see."
"Please don't disturb me from going down to save someone!!! Otherwise, someone who could have been saved might die because of your delay."
The old man was infuriated by these words.
He directly pulled out his phone.
Mr. Zhou had assumed the old man was using a budget hundred-yuan phone.
He never expected that the old man was actually using that Korean four-star phone, and even the ultra version.
Though he didn't know which generation it was.
But regardless of the generation, this phone's camera was very powerful.
"Young man! I was originally taking scenery photos on the bridge and happened to capture you. Take a good look for yourself - is there anyone in this river?!"
Mr. Zhou took the old man's phone.
He clicked on the video the old man had recorded and started watching it.
Because the old man was standing on the bridge, the phone captured a wide range.
Including the entire river and the riverbank.
Mr. Zhou watched the video.
He kept comparing the drowning person's position in reality with what appeared on the phone.
But the problem was, in the approximate location on the phone, there was no drowning person at all.
Mr. Zhou thought maybe the person hadn't fallen into the river yet.
But then he saw himself in the video rushing out from the side, arriving at the riverbank and taking off his clothes.
Even at this point, from the old man's video, there was still no drowning person visible in the river.
At this point, Mr. Zhou believed what the old man had said.
"Could I really be hallucinating?"
This was the first time Mr. Zhou had encountered such a situation, and he couldn't understand it.
Seeing that Mr. Zhou finally believed him, the old man said, "Alright, young man, it's good that you understand it's your own problem, and it wasn't in vain that I chased after you with all my old strength."
"Alright, put your clothes back on and go home!"
"Oh, and young man, if you're feeling unwell in any way, you should go to the hospital quickly to get checked."
Before leaving, the old man pointed to his own head and gestured to Mr. Zhou.
Mr. Zhou nodded woodenly, watching as the old man departed.
He started putting his clothes back on, still feeling puzzled throughout the process.
"Could it be that I've been worrying too much recently? Too many troubles? Causing me to hallucinate?"
Mr. Zhou felt this was certainly possible.
After all, this situation with his wife would make anyone collapse for a while.
It was already quite an achievement that he had held up until now.
Red Leaf Psychiatric Hospital.
In the underground parking lot.
"Lucas, let's meet for dinner tomorrow night. I'm leaving first today, my girlfriend has plans with me."
Bai Xiaoliang, driving his Mercedes, greeted Lucas and then hurriedly drove away.
Leaving Lucas alone in the underground parking garage.
Lucas watched as Bai Xiaoliang drove away slowly.
Just as he turned around, a black car pulled up beside him.
The driver's side window of the black car rolled down slowly, revealing an ordinary-looking young woman.
She was also a doctor at Red Leaf Psychiatric Hospital.
Her purpose in rolling down the window was simple - to ask if Lucas needed a ride or something similar.
Clearly, this female doctor was interested in Lucas.
Her expressions and tone of voice made it obvious.
After all, Lucas was very handsome, American, with status enhancement.
Naturally, he was popular.
But Lucas firmly refused.
The female doctor drove away somewhat disappointed.
Lucas didn't think much of the incident.
Because he encountered this kind of situation too often.
Even if the person offering him a ride today had been a beautiful woman, he would still have refused.
In this world.
There are always some people who aren't very interested in "beauty."
Of course, he had come to the parking lot because he had a car too, except the car wasn't his - it was Bai Xiaoliang's.
Bai Xiaoliang had several cars.
The one he lent to Lucas was also a black Mercedes.
Driving the Mercedes, Lucas didn't return to the hotel where he was staying.
Instead, he went to a riverside area in Nancheng City with beautiful scenery.
He parked the car in a parking lot and walked for fifteen minutes to reach this riverside spot.
At this time, there weren't particularly many people here.
Lucas stood behind the riverside railing, gazing at the beautiful river scenery.
He had his hands in his pockets, wearing casual clothes, with a tall, straight figure and golden hair.
If you didn't know he was a doctor, you would definitely think he was a foreign model.
He stood there for about ten minutes or so.
A man around thirty years old approached.
This man had an ordinary appearance, wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and a pair of black slippers.
His expression showed neither joy nor sorrow.
He gave off a feeling of keeping strangers at a distance.
If this man had any advantage in terms of appearance, it was that he was fairly tall.
Estimated to be about 180 cm.
But even at 180 cm, standing next to Lucas, he was still half a head shorter.
"Dr. Lucas, what did you call me here for?"
This man came to Lucas's side, looked around to confirm no one was nearby, and then asked quietly.
Lucas didn't turn his head, continuing to gaze into the distance as he slowly exhaled:
"Help me kill someone."
When this man heard the words "kill someone," he didn't hesitate and immediately agreed: "Okay."
Hearing "okay," Lucas immediately showed a bright smile:
"Kaiyu, aren't you going to ask who I want you to kill? You agreed just like that?"
This man called Kaiyu's full name was Huang Kaiyu.
Huang Kaiyu said, "Anyone Dr. Lucas asks me to kill must definitely be someone who deserves to die. No need to ask."
At this point, Lucas took out a yellow kraft paper envelope from his pocket.
"This is the specific information about the person I want you to kill."
Huang Kaiyu took the envelope and briefly looked at it.
Lucas asked, "How many days do you need?"
Huang Kaiyu said, "Before this time tomorrow should be fine. If completed, I'll report here at this time tomorrow."
Lucas seemed somewhat surprised: "That fast?"
Huang Kaiyu: "As it should be."
Lucas made some acknowledging sounds, then asked, "Kaiyu, how have you been mentally recently? No problems appearing?"
Huang Kaiyu shook his head: "I still need to thank you greatly, Dr. Lucas, for your treatment back then. I'm completely better now."
The two conversed for another ten minutes before going their separate ways.
One went left, the other right.
And as Lucas walked to the left, the corners of his mouth gradually curved into a slight arc.
"Jiang Ran, you and I originally had no enmity. If you want to blame someone, blame that alternate personality of yours for not following martial ethics, coming at me with a move right away."
"So, if you want to blame someone, blame that damned smoky makeup."
Lucas was absolutely the type to seek revenge for the smallest grievance.