BAD HEROINES

Fatal Accident

Her mind was restless, but no matter how hard she thought, none of the questions had an answer. Her heart almost leaped from her chest when the sound of the door opening filled the room.

When she looked at the door, there was a girl with golden-brown skin and curly hair tied in a bun. She was wearing a uniform that identified her as a nurse. Lijun quietly sighed with relief.

"You've woken up. How do you feel?" the nurse asked with concern and relief. She seemed like a foreigner, but her speech was fluent.

Lijun nodded. "I am fine. When will I be discharged?"

The nurse raised her eyes in surprise. She had just woken up after surgery, and even now, her body had multiple wounds. Yet, the first thing she asked after waking up was about her discharge.

"After the doctor approves it."

After checking on her, the nurse carried her tray and left the room. When she stepped outside, she gasped, startled by the unexpected presence of someone just outside the door.

A teenage girl in a school uniform stood there, staring at the door with lost eyes, not even noticing the nurse’s presence. She seemed a little strange, though it was hard to explain why—perhaps it was the way her long bangs nearly covered her eyes.

“How is she?” The girl finally turned her gaze to the nurse with the question.

The nurse, a little taken aback, hesitated. But when she looked at the student's name tag, it read Lin Ruo. Something clicked—she was related to the patient.

“You are allowed to go in and see her. Ah, and she’s doing well.”

Even after the nurse left, Lin Ruo remained still for a couple of minutes before making up her mind and stepping inside.

Once inside, she glanced at Lijun, who stood near the window, staring outside as one hand clutched her stomach.

“Sister,” Ruo called in a low voice.

Lijun turned. Seeing her sister’s pale face and dried lips, Ruo’s fist tightened. The last time she had seen her, she had been energetic, but now her body looked weak and thin. Who dared do this to her?

However, even after seeing that and having such thoughts, the first words that came from her lips were, "You’re not dead after all. What are you? A cat? How many times have I expected to see your corpse, but you keep disappointing me?"

Lijun moved and sat on the bed. "Your teacher called. You haven’t attended classes for a whole week. Do you think wearing a uniform might fool me? But let me remind you… your studies are the only thing I will ever lend you a hand with."

"Oh, I couldn’t be more thankful," Ruo said with a sarcastic smile. "Not like I ever asked you to help me."

Now that she knew Lijun was intact, she turned toward the entrance. However, before she reached outside, she heard a voice.

"Don’t you dare get involved."

"Why would I? You’re the one who screwed yourself, not me," Lin Ruo said emotionlessly before turning and walking out of the room, leaving Lijun staring after her with a deep frown.

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Moments later in the evening, Detective Bai’s car stopped in the hospital parking lot. After stepping out, she lifted her gaze toward the five floor where Lijun was.

Her brows knitted at the thought of her. There was some information she had received that made her rush to see Lijun.

Hurriedly she made her way inside the hospital. Reaching the room, she stepped inside. However, her eyes widened slightly, the room was empty.

She looked around carefully before heading to the washroom. There, she found Lijun sitting on the floor, sweating profusely.

Detective Bai narrowed her eyes, trying to figure out what was wrong. She hated when criminals were diagnosed with mental problems. Whether it was true or not, to her, those were just excuses. And now, Lijun didn’t seem to be in her right mind.

Lijun stared at her with weak eyes. Since waking up, her hearing had gone deaf at times, and her vision had blurred. She had even fallen when, for a moment, she couldn't see. The reason she remained where she was—she had gone blind.

However, the blindness didn’t last long, and her eyes cleared up. Seeing Detective Bai standing there, she didn’t want to appear weak. So she struggled to her feet.

Later, Bai helped Lijun back to her bed and handed her a bowl of porridge she had brought. She had to get better.

As Lijun drank slowly, Bai took a moment to ask, “Someone sent me this video. Have you ever seen it? If so, tell me what I should know.” Her tone was cold.

She slid a phone across the table toward Lijun.

Lijun hesitated, casting a suspicious glance at the detective before looking at the screen. She had already faced plenty of accusations and wanted to know what the new deal was this time.

The video played. A person was revealing details about Scupper, one of the world’s most wanted criminals. The one who explained that didn’t show his face but pointed details as though he was close to Scupper.

At first, she didn’t understand why the detective was showing her something meant for her team, but as she kept watching, she understood why.

Her heart rate increased the more she listened.

Detective Bai’s eyes watched her intently as she studied her reaction, for the first time Lijun wasn’t calm.

Lijun barely registered Bai’s presence as she drifted into deep thought. She looked terrified. She had to be—because the person exposed as Scupper was her.

Even if there wasn’t enough evidence to pin her down directly, it was a good start for detectives like Bai Yanran.

She closed her eyes. "If you're not arresting me, leave." She said it, but only she knew the turmoil inside her. Had the video been sent only to the detective, or had it reached the media?

"No, not yet. I just came to leave someone to accompany you. Those officers outside will watch you until the investigation is over. Should I say the trial?"

With that, Yanran turned to leave but was halted by Lijun’s voice.

“The video... am I missing something?”

Yanran raised an eyebrow. “Oh, I found it among a list of viral videos. What exactly are you curious about?”

Lijun’s hands clenched the blanket, her heart pounded in her chest. What’s left of her? Everything was over. The truth wouldn't matter anymore.

Yanran studied her for a moment before stepping outside, where three officers—two men and one woman—waited for her.

Her expression turned serious as she issued instructions. Lijun wasn’t officially a criminal yet, but Scupper was a special case. If Lijun was truly her, all necessary precautions had to be taken.

Once she finished, she left and soon arrived at the parking lot. She opened her car door, and stepped inside. However before starting a car her phone rang.

She glanced at the caller ID—it was one of the officers she had left to guard Lijun. A little surprised, she answered. “Yes?”

Her eyes narrowed, and she lifted her gaze toward Lijun’s floor through the car’s windshield, just in time to see a figure crash through the glass, plummeting from the upper floor.

She couldn’t process what was happening, her mind struggling to make sense of the scene before her.

Had it been anyone else, she might have believed Lijun had pushed them. But what left her paralyzed with shock was the horrifying realization that the person falling was Lin Lijun herself.

A deafening thud echoed as Lijun's body slammed onto the roof of Bai Yanran’s car, denting the metal.

Yanran's vision blurred as she stared at the still, lifeless figure. Before she could react, darkness crept over her vision, and she succumbed to unconsciousness.