Unmasking Him

As the night drew on, the bright moonlight streamed in and fell on a motionless figure on the big bed.

The door was pushed open with a slight click, and two figures came in one after another.

"A man poisoned by the powder will not last two hours. He must already be unconscious now," one of the shadows spoke, his voice sinister and malicious.

Yi Ran looked at the figure on the bed and felt a pain in her heart.

The man looked at Yi Ran's expression and his eyes darkened. "Did you not go according to the plan?"

"No, I did."

The man snorted and pulled out a black pistol from his waist. He handed the pistol to Yi Ran and held Yi Ran's hand. "Now, shoot him in the heart."

Yi Ran's fingers trembled and her eyelashes were fluttering like it was being hit by a storm. "No!"

A menacing look flashed past the man's eyes. "You didn't do what I asked you to do."