บท 103: A new face in the lab

Mingshen stared at the same She tattoo on Wang Lei's neck. With his surgical mask and gloves donned on, he carefully made a slit at the horizontal line of the letter H at its center. Wang Lei lay dead on the operating table but Mingshen's eyes were lit up with vitality. He operated through the tattoo as if a child was enthralled by a puzzle.

His assistant, Bojing, kept his gaze tracking the fluoroscopy machine. It used X-rays to display real-time interior of nerves and blood vessels of Wang Lei's neck as it guided Mingshen to navigate through them.

"A l-little deeper…" Bojing said.

He squinted his eyes and tried to find the trace of the chip which they had located before. The same chip through which the voice had echoed, warning Mingshen of not stepping out of his line.