Chapter 579: Chapter 579: You Speak First
But based on the girl’s words, it can be temporarily confirmed that Allan Quin is a doctor.
So, his next correction is crucial.
Allan Quin seemed under a lot of pressure, stammering without being able to say much.
His words failed him, "Hannah, why don’t you go first?"
Tiffany Lynch, who wanted to interrupt, could only sit back down, her eyes fixed on Hannah.
—Suddenly, Tiffany’s gaze at Hannah Winter seemed quite infatuated.
—Not all couples in front are worth the hype.
Hannah took out a notebook, similar to the one Allan Quin had, only slightly more worn out. "What I’m about to say might overturn everyone’s previous theories. It might be a little scary."
She frowned, her eyes sparkling with a charming mischief.
Her gaze casually swept over Tiffany Lynch sitting on the side, her grin widening.
Perhaps to go along with the narrative, the lights in the ward suddenly flickered a few times. A strong wind picked up outside, and somewhere, a door rattled violently in the wind. The sound was eerie to listen to.
In the dim light, only Hannah managed to keep smiling. But her seemingly excessive good looks now exuded a sense of danger.
Like sailors out at sea discovering the enticing sirens of the ocean.
Overlapping with the wind, Hannah’s voice slowly rose, "This notebook was kept by a doctor in the hospital. The last entry is from three months after the fire, implying he or she may be the only survivor of that fire. Due to the lack of time, I only skimmed through it. I discovered something intriguing. Apparently ..."
Everyone’s heart was in their throat, involuntarily moving closer.
Now, there was no one else in the entire hospital but them five.
Hannah paused before continuing, " ...Apparently the special patient held by the hospital hadn’t been confined there all this time. The notebook mentions that he or she escaped a long time ago and infiltrated the five doctors, returning here."
Although Hannah’s voice was pleasing to the ear, under these circumstances, it sent chills down everyone’s spine.
Allan Quin thought he’d already cleared himself of suspicions, but Hannah’s words shifted everyone’s gaze back onto him.
He was at a loss for words and could only moan, "Being a good person is truly difficult."
From the side, Ray Lee chimed in, "So you’re saying that there were only six doctors, and the rest were all patients?"
Hannah smiled, closing the diary in her hands, "I’m just saying what is written in the diary."
Tiffany Lynch stood up, her smile icy, "I have a little doubt, usually in this kind of game, the person who tries to control the flow of information has some hidden agenda. I’m not pointing fingers, just voicing my suspicions."
—Come on, everyone! Learn how to speak from Tiffany Lynch!
—Not pointing fingers? Isn’t this directly at Hannah Winter?
—I’m getting confused. Who’s the real villain here?
After some disagreement, they were still clueless.
No one dared to act rashly.
Because now none of them have any tools, and they don’t know the status of the others, they can only try to identify an ally among the five and work together to deal with the others.
"In that case, let’s all go and find some tools first."
Ray Lee suddenly made this suggestion, but no one dared to move.
After all, now there are only five of them left.
