Ica, the Lady of the Corporation
Lott bought a hot dog at a convenience store near the hospital.
He squatted by the roadside and ate the food.
Five years ago, he was not alone.
Although he had a difficult life, he was contented.
Neither Lott nor Yisha felt bitter.
Now, everything was gone.
Lott did not ask for anything. He just wanted to live a simple life with Yisha.
However, some people did not allow him to have his way.
Lott thought of the woman he had just met at the hospital.
He knew the person who had set him up five years ago. It was the eldest princess of the Chicago Corporation, Ica.
In the search box that only Lott could see, he entered a line of text.
"How to complete a perfect crime and kill the eldest daughter of the Chicago Corporation, Ica, without leaving any evidence."
Confirmed!
Search results appeared before Lott's eyes one after another.
Lott moved his fingers as if tapping into thin air. He clicked open a search result.
"21 November 2021 at 15:30:19, Ica will go to the 34th floor of the Chicago Corporation building. In her office..."
"On the same day, 16:00, the logistics department will clean the outer wall with cleaning equipment."
"At 16:10:20 on the same day, a mysterious person will visit her."
"At 16:20:12 on the same day, the man will introduce himself to Ica."
"At 16:21:00 on the same day, under Ica's gaze, the mysterious person will spill coffee on the seat."
"At 16:22:15 on the same day, you'll walk out of Ica's office..."
...
"At this time, you'll walk to the Chicago Corporation building."
"You'll stop."
"At the same time, a huge high-altitude storm will appear on the 34th floor of the Chicago Corporation building."
"The equipment used for cleaning will be caught in a storm."
"Bang!"
"The equipment driven by the airflow will smash into the glass on the 34th floor with a high-speed impact. The metal equipment will crash into the room."
"Ica will be hit by the high-speed rotating equipment."
"Ica will be smashed into a pulp and die on the spot."
...
Lott read it word by word.
Although he had experienced it many times, he still felt terrible about the ability to control the life and death of others.
It was not an invitation to a banquet. It was more like an invitation to death.
Lott could not help but feel shocked again.
However, he was secretly excited to be able to control the fate of such a big shot.
...
At the Chicago Hospital.
This was the most expensive ICU room in the hospital.
The fees were charged by the hour.
However, the people who could stay here did not find it expensive.
This was because this place was their last hope.
On the hospital bed, Ian, who was paralyzed, became very excited when he saw his dearest sister, Ica.
His eyes opened desperately as if he had seen something huge and terrifying.
Ica was puzzled when she saw this scene.
Why did her dearest brother have this expression when he saw her?
At this moment, the instrument next to the bed let out an ear-piercing sound. This proved that the patient's mood was very unstable.
The doctor said helplessly to Ica, "When Young Master Ian sees you, his mood was unstable. If this continues, the wound that was closed will rupture. Please wait outside for now."
The eldest daughter of the Chicago Corporation, Ica, could only silently turn her head to look at her brother who was lying on the hospital bed.
Ica sighed. She did not understand what had happened.
Her usually gentle brother had suddenly become so irritable.
Under the protection of the bodyguards, Ica could only quietly leave the ICU.
However, Ian's electrocardiogram was still fluctuating violently.
Ian's eyes were wide open as he stared at Ica. Blood vessels crawled through his eyes.
It could be seen that Ian was desperately struggling to move his body and to express his thoughts.
His lips were also trembling.
'Run! Sister, run!'
Ian's heart was filled with extreme fear. He wanted to alert his sister!
He tried his best but his lips only trembled slightly.
'D*mn it!
'This body needs to move!
'I have to let my sister know that the devil has returned!
'Pftt!'
What greeted Ian was a tranquilizer.
The doctor had injected the tranquilizer into Ian's body.
If the doctor did not use it now, Ian's wound would tear and bleed again. The doctor had to calm him down first.
Ica, who saw her brother like this was also very sad.
She understood Ian's last look.
As soon as she walked out of the intensive care unit, Ica asked the bodyguard to call the person in charge of the hospital.
Ica was indeed a person who knew her brother.
She saw that her brother's eyes were constantly moving back and forth in a certain direction. She looked in the direction of her brother's eyes.
"It's the surveillance camera!
"Bring up all the surveillance cameras in Ian's ward today!"
Ica's tone turned cold as she ordered.
She knew that what happened tonight was very likely related to the man she had met downstairs.
...
Lott sat on the last bus.
There were not many people on the bus.
They were mostly people from the lower class.
When they saw Lott get on the bus, their eyes were full of malice.
However, Lott did not care about them.
He was still immersed in the encounter at the hospital earlier. How could he forget that woman?
When Lott was desperate, the mysterious person who claimed that he could give Lott hope had made him do a series of strange things.
While Lott was still in a daze, the person appeared in a white shirt and black trousers.
There were police around.
At that time, Lott understood.
It was all set up by this woman!
Lott wanted to resist but he was pressed to the ground.
He pressed his head to the ground and told himself not to resist them.
Lott could feel the burning pain from five years ago.
This woman had put him in prison for five years.
Lott closed his eyes.
Five years later, he met her again.
This time, Lott was not any ordinary person but a man full of anger who came to take revenge on her!
Lott would choose the cruelest way to kill the woman who had trampled on his dignity. The vicious woman who had given him hope and ruined it.
The bus was still moving and the streetlights shone on Lott.
His face gradually darkened.