Please Let Me Go

Chapter 172 Revenge

Adelaide heard her words clearly, tears streaming down her face instantly. It was her last memory

before she became unconscious. What she remembered was still her safety. Adelaide bit her lower lip

and didn't realize it until her lip was bleeding.

Although she was not awake, it was a great improvement that she could speak and hear Adelaide's

words. Adelaide stayed by her side for fear of missing out on what she had said.

Antonio stayed aside and couldn't find a chance to speak, and couldn't say anything to comfort

Adelaide. Seeing that Adelaide insist on bending over even if her wrist turned somewhat red, he NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

opened his mouth, but finally couldn't help pulling Adelaide away.

"Hanna need fresh air. It will be not easy for her to breathe fresh air if you do that." He said softly.

They sat down again beside the bed, neither talking nor moving. After their sitting for a long time,

Hanna finally opened her eyes slowly. Seeing this, Adelaide's first reaction was to ask her whether she

was thirsty or not and whether she felt uncomfortable or not.

Hanna was such a lively and active woman, but was lying on the bed quietly like she did. After listening

to Adelaide quietly, Hanna smiled with difficulty, opened her mouth, and coughed lightly before she

asked, "I'm fine. How about you? Channing must have put some drug in the water."

Hanna still cared most about her, which tormented her. How much she wished that Hanna would scold

her, beat her and say she was a troublemaker, but she still smiled and said nothing. Looking away, she

saw Antonio and then nodded with relief, "I'm glad that you you're okay. That bastard dared to dope us.

I won't let him off."

Hanna hadn't mentioned her experience since she woke up. Adelaide felt as if thousands of arrows

pierced her heart. She wanted to embrace the fragile Hanna, but she didn't know if she should do it

because Hanna was as fragile as a doll now.

She gritted her teeth and smiled, "Well, we can't let that scum off."

Hearing this, Hanna smiled and there were small beads of sweat on her pale forehead. Adelaide saw

the sweat with her sharp eyes and stretched out her hand to wipe it off.

"Adelaide, I'm very thirsty and want very much to drink some water."

Adelaide nodded with great strength. She didn't want Hanna to be out of her sight for a moment, so she

took a look at Antonio. He understood and immediately went out to buy some water.

After drinking some water, Hanna lay down on the bed and fell asleep again. There had been several

wounds on Adelaide's lower lip because she bit it. She clenched her hands into fists and said to

Antonio, "You go or I go."

Antonio was a little stunned, but he soon understood, nodded and strode away from the ward.

Channing walked in the street with his head lowered. There was still a dull pain in the wounds caused

by Antonio yesterday.

But he felt a little better at the thought of the huge reward Alvin had promised him.

At least, wounds would heal slowly, and the money he received would be enough to cover his

expenses for a long time.

In fact, he had gotten a plan in his mind. After a few days, when he somewhat recovered from injuries,

he would go to find a prostitute.

Back home, Channing lay slumped in bed and closed his eyes. He didn't sleep well yesterday because

of the pain in his wounds.

Now he was so sleepy that he didn't think of anything else in his mind. He had to sleep first.

Time passed slowly. Channing soon fell asleep.

He didn't look good when he was sleeping. He looked particularly awkward with his lame leg tilted.

But it didn't affect his sleep quality. He even smiled from time to time. It seemed that he had a sweet

dream.

However, his sweet dream did not last long.

As dusk approached, Channing was woken up by a pounding at the door.

"Who is that?" he shouted impatiently.

People outside apparently heard his voice and answered in an energetic voice, "I come to deliver a

parcel. Open the door."

Channing squinted his sleepy eyes and found it a little strange. Was there still deliveryman asking

people to receive a parcel face to face?

Wouldn't he be a bad guy who wanted to break in to get money? Channing suddenly frowned and had

a bad guess.

"Open the door." That person urged. At the same time, he continued to knock at the door.

Channing felt even more uneasy because of it, "Come tomorrow."

After a while, he replied cautiously.

At the same time, he took out his cell phone. If anyone outside did anything to his detriment, he would

call the police.

It was ironic that someone who had just done something bad was afraid of being harmed and even

wanted to call the police.

Joseph Turner threw the cigarette butt on the ground and patted the shoulder of the young policeman

who was knocking at the door, "Alright, do it later."

Joseph was a sergeant of the Public Security Bureau of J City. For him, it was an ordinary day.

No one went to him with a case for a whole day. At the end of the day, he was humming a song and

was ready to go home. But at this moment, someone called the police.

The person on the phone anonymously reported that a man named Channing had hidden guns and

drugs in his apartment illegally.

Joseph was excited immediately. It was a civilized society now. People in C Country were not allowed

to possess guns and drugs.

It seemed that Joseph suddenly found a chance to win an honor.

He immediately summoned other policemen and hurried to the address provided by the informant.

One of the newly came police said with some disdain, "It's probably a joke. If everyone calls like this

and says someone possess a gun and drugs, wouldn't we have to go every time? Then everything will

be in a muddle."

In response, Joseph smiled. As a matter of fact, he also thought that this was probably someone's

prank. After all, guns and drugs were strictly regulated in C Country and it was very difficult for ordinary

people to get them.

However, on the one hand, people who reported false alarms would bear legal responsibility. He did not

believe that anyone would dare to report false alarms just because they were bored. On the other

hand, he also wanted to take a chance. If he was right about it, it meant that he would make a great

achievement.

What Joseph did not expect was that when they just came to the suspect's door, the young policeman

who had just said that to him, pre-empted him and said that he was coming to "deliver a parcel" after

the suspect inside asked who he was.