Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle

Chapter 3194 Pick Up A Hint Of Humanity

The patient glanced at the pass in Amur's hand and believed that he was a journalist.

Amur put away the work pass, sat beside the patient, and struck up a conversation. "By the way, do you know where the bodies of those two people are now?"

He wanted to confirm with his own eyes.

Amur still had his guard up. What if Jacob and Harold knew he would be targeted and deliberately faked their deaths?

If they continued to fake their deaths, he could pretend that nothing had happened.

However, if Abel found out they were faking their deaths, he would be in big trouble. Amur had to go and see for himself.

The patient glanced at Amur, looking surprised. "You journalists are really something. You're going to see them even in such circumstances? Aren't you afraid of getting bad luck for being around corpses?"

"There's no choice. It's for work. I don't wanna get bad luck either, but if there's valuable information, I can report it back to my editor. After all, this happened at the police station. The police won't disclose it to the public anytime soon, so it's up to US journalists to speak up," Amur explained to the old man.

"That's true. Every job has its difficulties. But why don't you have a camera with you? Other journalists always have one." The patient could not be fooled easily and raised his own question.

"This matter hasn't been made public yet. If I were to walk into the hospital with a camera, those two bodies might be pushed out before I even see

them. Not everything can be openly observed. Sometimes, a phone is more useful than a camera," explained Amur.

"You're right. Their bodies will probably be taken to the morgue. But I overheard the doctors and nurses saying their illness was suspicious.

Since they were taken from the police station, there might be an autopsy.

"But I'm completely lost with all the twists and turns happening here. I saw them take those two bodies to that examination room. You can try your luck there." The patient pointed in a direction and kindly reminded Amur," But be careful. Those two bodies stink."

"Thank you. I wish you a speedy recovery," Amur, disguised as a journalist, thanked the old man politely.

After thanking the patient, he walked toward the location indicated by the old man.

There was a row of examination rooms. Amur did not plan to open each door one by one to avoid complaints from hospital staff and being kicked out.

The patient mentioned that the two bodies were particularly smelly.

Even though the hospital would have people to help clean up, there would definitely be forensic doctors conducting simple autopsies now. They needed to collect the two people's vomit and excrement. The doctors also needed to examine the skin before the bodies could be thoroughly cleaned.

Since it smelled bad, he could figure it out.

Amur continued to search until he stopped in front of one examination room.

It had to be here.

Even with the door closed, the foul odor still wafted out. Amur glanced at the examination room. It was the last one. No wonder they chose this place. It really stank.

Only here would the odor not disturb others.

After Amur stopped at the door, he listened carefully to the sounds inside. He could make out that at least three people were working inside.

They were working and complaining, claiming that they had not dealt with such stinky corpses in a long time.

Amur thought to himself that those three would not stop him. He took out his phone and opened the video recording function. He pretended to be a journalist, but at this moment, he was filming to determine whether Jacob and Harold had faked their deaths o truly died.

Although he did not think Jacob and Harold were capable of faking their deaths, he still had to be cautious.

At the thought of this, Amur raised his phone and pushed the door open directly. The stench hit him, and it was several times stronger than when he stood outside.

The three medical staff inside were stunned by Amur's sudden action.

They were all stunned until Amur rushed to the side of the body. He was still holding up his phone. Only then did they realize what was happening. They quickly grabbed Amur's hand, trying to pull him out. "Who are you? Only personnel are allowed in here."

"Were these the two sent by the police?" Amur asked while using his height advantage to film with his phone.

"Get out!" Two doctors tried to block him, preventing him from recording.

Another doctor pulled him away.

All of them were extremely anxious. It was the first time they encountered such a situation, and they did not know what to do. They could only force

Amur out.

Amur let them kick him out without resistance because he had already filmed enough.

Suddenly, one of the doctors remembered and said, "Don't let him leave! There's still a video recording on his phone! The police said we can't let anyone film this. It can't be made public until the investigation is done."

His words instantly reminded the other two doctors.

By now, Amur was already walking briskly away. The doctors tried to chase him and even called for security, but no one could catch up with Amur.

He was like a sprinter, running swiftly.

The patient who had just talked to Amur remained seated, watching Amur get chased by the doctors. He could not help but exclaim, "He runs really fast. Journalists are indeed capable."

As soon as he finished speaking, Amur had already left the main building of the hospital.

The doctors, nurses, and even the security guards who arrived later could not catch upto him.

Amur's speed was impressive. He smoothly found his car and drove away from the hospital.

Despite the people running and panting behind him, he was unaffected.

After driving for a while, Amur took out his phone to watch the footage.

He had been pushed around, so the footage was not clear, but it was evident that Jacob and Harold were already dead.

Since they were dead, Gerald's mission was completed, and so was Amur's.

Amur sent the video to Abel with a

message: [Gerald's mission is m completed. The police station will probably keep the news under wraps for a while.] Read the latest

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He did not care about Abel's reaction and made a phone call to Phil.

After answering the call, Phil asked, "How's it going? Are you coming back?"

"No. Gerald has completed theNôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

mission," replied Amur, not sure why

he made the call. Perhaps it was

because of Gerald's miraculous escape?

However, it was not really a miracle. Gerald did not have any skills.

If it were not for Amur's suggestion

and the potion he provided, Gerald would not have completed the mission. Not to mention letting Gerald take the injection and medication... The content is on

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Although Gerald would still suffer for a while, his life was temporarily saved, and he should thank Amur for that.

"Well, he sure is lucky." Phil let out an eerie chuckle before hanging up.

Amur shook his head, recalling what Phil had said. Yes, Gerald was indeed lucky.

If anyone else from the Island of Despair had been sent to assist him, Gerald would not have survived. Gerald was lucky to have

met him.

Sure enough, after spending so much time with Luca, he had also picked up a hint of humanity.