Chapter 3

I immediately showed the document to the captain.

The Mayor's situation was critical. I couldn't keep this secret anymore!

The captain glanced at it once and his face went pale.

He unlocked my handcuffs and prepared to escort me.

"Wait!"

Maya suddenly pulled up several photos.

"Sorry! I lied!"

"I'm reporting Christa for organ trafficking!"

"Here's the evidence! She's trying to flee!"

All AI-generated screenshots.

They showed me in the hospital's organ storage facility, trafficking organs with accomplices.

Then she pointed at the document:

"She's so bold! She even dared to forge documents!"

"She's trying to run!"

"Just control her and you can bust the whole ring!"

The captain stared at the screenshots Maya provided.

He sternly warned her:

"Organ trafficking is a serious crime. If prosecuted, it carries severe legal penalties."

"But if you're making false accusations again, you're the one getting arrested!"

Maya held her head high, self-righteous:

"Why would I be afraid! I'm just reporting!"

"Besides, my dad's the Mayor's secretary. You can't arrest me!"

I looked at Maya in complete despair, unable to control my emotions anymore.

"Maya, are you insane? My patient really is the Mayor!"

"His condition can't wait!"

"If something happens to the Mayor, your dad is finished too!"

Smack—

A sharp slap struck my face.

Maya jabbed her finger at my nose.

"You evil woman, how dare you curse my dad!"

Then she said through gritted teeth:

"I'm calling my dad right now!"

Maya dialed her father's number.

Several calls went unanswered. She frowned.

On the sixth attempt, Anderson picked up.

"Maya, I'm in a meeting with the Mayor right now. Talk later."

Maya clapped her hands, laughed out loud, even started humming happily.

"You said the Mayor was in danger, but he's clearly in a meeting with my dad."

"See? You're cursing the Mayor. Your intentions are evil!"

"You should investigate her thoroughly. She might be a spy!"

Listening to Maya's extreme accusations, the captain's brow furrowed.

He called the officers he'd sent to investigate via radio. No response.

Then Anderson's phone rang.

I quickly put it on speaker:

[Dr. Christa, why aren't you here yet!]

[The Mayor has lost consciousness!]

[We've tried every emergency measure! Nothing's working! We're waiting for your insulin!]

[What are you doing! If something happens to the Mayor, you're going to prison!]

Anderson hung up in agitation.

He'd given me an ultimatum. Four minutes left.

If I could get there and give the Mayor his injection, he'd survive!

If I couldn't make it, everything was over! Everyone was finished!