Yanjing, a psychiatric hospital.

On the second floor, in a single ward.

White sheets, white quilts, white walls.

A man in a blue-and-white striped uniform was sitting quietly beside the bed with very cold eyes.

Across from him sat a beautiful woman, who, at the age of 30 or so, seemed to be a beauty, but her breath was cold.

"Mr. Zhou, your enemy, we have settled it for you. The man who will be with me will bring his body here and you and I will go to the car to verify it."

The woman took a look at Zhou Bowen, indifferently.

Yes, at this moment, the man in...