Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  “Was there any training exchange in that area?” Wang Yao asked.

  “Yes, the world is big, so there is nothing strange,” Zhong Liuchuan said. “He had talent and was willing to work hard. He was insane. He liked to kill people. But, it is undeniable that his success rate was extremely high. He was a trump card in the organization. He must not have thought he would meet someone like you.”


  He was still worried that Wang Yao might be in danger. Although Zhong Liuchuan knew that his martial achievements were very high, the organization had a lot of means.

  “Did he have a tendency to self-abuse?” Wang Yao asked.

  “Yes, he was very famous for that,” Zhong Liuchuan said. “It is said that self-abuse is a method to improve one’s ability.”


  “He must have been seriously sick and incurable.” Wang Yao said with a smile.

  Self-abuse was also a disease. Sometimes mental illnesses were more terrible than physical illnesses.

  After listening to Zhong Liuchuan, Wang Yao was silent for a while.

  “Mr. Wang, actually, I am a wicked person,” Zhong Liuchuan solemnly said.

  “I am not a judge,” Wang Yao replied. “And, you helped me and saved my family.”


  Wang Yao did not care whether it was right or wrong in the past, or whether he was wicked or good. He only focused on the present and the future. Since Zhong Liuchuan had helped him more than once, he was not a wicked person now.

  “Thanks,” Zhong Liuchuan said. He was a little shocked by what was said.

  “Actually, I am very curious about the so-called organization you mentioned,” Wang Yao said. “Does nobody care about it?”


  He did not know the situations in other countries, but he was very clear about the domestic situation. The domestic control of knives was very strict, not to mention such an organization engaged in assassinations.

  “The domestic situation is different from that of foreign countries,” Zhong Liuchuan said. “It used to be very strict. This organization almost disappeared, but they found someone to be punished instead of them. Still, it hurt them a lot, so they hid for a while.”


  “Who can organize such a group?” Wang Yao asked.

  “I don’t know,” Zhong Liuchuan said. “I know that there are very few people who know that answer. Maybe the one you killed knew it.”


  “Him?” Wang Yao asked.

  “Right, A Sen, the one last coming, was also a member,” Zhong Liuchuan said.

  “Really?” Wang Yao found it hard to believe.

  “Well, he was on the same level as me, but he knew more than me,” Zhong Liuchuan replied.

  Through the unexpected incident, Wang Yao accidentally learned about the other side of the world at dinner. Something that he once believed to only exist in novels and movies was actually true.

  “I was hiding from them. I didn’t expect that they find me so soon,” Zhong Liuchuan said. “I will leave with Anxin tomorrow.”


  Originally, he felt that things would pass with time. He hoped they might forget about him. He also wanted to live with his sister and lead a normal life. Now, everything was just a wish.

  “Why?” Wang Yao asked.

  “I know what I shouldn’t know,” Zhong Liuchuan said. “I guessed nobody knew it, but now it seems that they did. Even if he failed, there will be other people coming. Staying here will only make trouble for you.”


  “Trouble? Do you think my troubles will be less? Stay here.” Wang Yao was very sincere.

  It was out of Zhong Liuchuan’s expectation that Wang Yao should want him to stay.

  “Don’t worry about getting me into trouble,” Wang Yao said. “That is what I insist on.”


  Zhong Liuchuan was silent for a moment before saying, “Let me think about it.”


  After the meal, they returned to the mountain village. It was after 9 p.m., and the village was quiet.

  When Wang Yao returned home. His parents were still up watching TV, but they obviously were not focused on the TV program. After hearing Wang Yao coming back, Zhang Xiuying came out from the inner room.

  “Is everything alright?” she asked.

  His parents had learned about the accident in the village earlier in which one person died. This matter spread very quickly, so almost everyone knew it. They also knew Wang Yao had been present, which was why they were worried about their son.

  “It’s nothing,” Wang Yao said. “Go to bed. I will go up the hill.”


  “Be careful on the journey,” his mother said.

  Once he was on the mountain, Wang Yao lit a fire. He boiled medicinal soup in a pot. It had a unique smell. The lights in the cabin stayed on until late into the night.

  The next day, the sun was shining. Wang Yao headed down the mountain and opened the clinic. His first patient was Wen Yan.

  The medical hall was open for business.

  “Everything is good,” Wang Yao said.

  “Really?” Although she already felt that there was no longer a problem in her body, hearing it from Wang Yao made Wen Wan and her son excited enough to cry.

  “Really,” Wang Yao said.

  “Great, great, thank you so much.” Wen Wan did not know how to express her inner joy and gratitude.

  She thought she had a terminal illness, but Wang Yao cured it. The toll was that more than one-third of the ointment for continuing life, which could not be found anywhere else, was used.

  The mother and son left feeling happy and grateful. Life was the most important thing for everyone, not to mention things like freedom. Whether it was to live with shame or die with dignity, most people probably chose the former……

  In a Detention Center cell in Lianshan County City……

  A Sen stared at the window. His whole body was thin, and his face was a strange red.

  “Oh, I can’t think of this as my actual home,” he sighed.

  Shivering and biting his teeth, he seemed to be enduring some kind of pain.

  “Let it go, let it go!”


  When the sunshine entered his cell through the window, he closed his eyes in peace.

  “What? The prisoner is dead?” a police officer asked.

  “Yes,” his colleague said.

  “How did he die?” the police officer asked.

  “I don’t know, but it wasn’t suicide,” his colleague said.

  “Oh, what a trouble,” the police officer said.

  Even though the man was ill, he had died in jail. The officers needed to write a report. If they encountered prisoners with special backgrounds, it was even more troublesome.

  “Let’s hurry up and go through the process,” the police officer said.

  It didn’t take long for the news to spread, including to Wang Yao

  “He died?” he asked.

  “Yes, he died in the cell,” said Wang Mingbao, who had shared the news. “I remember you said that he couldn’t live for too long.”


  “Yes, he was sick, and it was a very rare illness.” Wang Yao had discovered that when the man came to the village to kill him.

  “So, was he a sick killer?” Wang Mingbao asked.

  “Enjoy the tea.” Wang Yao poured a glass of water.

  “Thank you, um, this tea is good,” Wang Mingbao said. “Do you have more? Can you give me some?”


  “Yes, take some with you,” Wang Yao said.

  The two continued to chat about. The cicadas in the trees outside were exceptionally loud, which irritated some people.

  “Well, your face doesn’t look very good,” Wang Yao said. “You have to pay attention. There is no end to making money.”


  “I know, even if I was ill, isn’t there still you?” Wang Mingbao replied with a smile.

  His buddy could cure terminal illnesses. He could even be seen as a god.

  “It is better to stay healthy,” Wang Yao said.

  In fact, every process of illness and treatment was the destruction of the body. It could be made up later if it was slight, but serious illness could harm the body irretrievably.

  Wang Yao heard the knock on the door. Soon, a person entered the clinic. It was Zhong Liuchuan.

  “Mr. Wang,” he said.

  “Have a seat and drink some tea,” Wang Yao said.

  “I thought about it. I better leave,” Zhong Liuchuan said.

  His answer surprised Wang Yao. “Why?”


  “I know they are terrible, like worms attaching to bones,” Zhong Liuchuan said. “It is hard to get rid of them.”


  “Do you think they will not come back just because you are gone?” Wang Yao asked. “You have been staying here, so they must have sent someone to investigate.”


  “Oh?” Zhong Liuchuan hadn’t considered that when making his decision.

  “Actually, the idea that I want you to stay is partly out of selfishness. I hope that you can take care of the villagers, including my parents, when I am away,” Wang Yao said with sincerity.