The door to the [Surveillance Room] was locked.
Three arrows struck the 'Doctor's body.
In this situation, the morbid woman skilled in Potion Manufacturing suddenly let out a burst of laughter:
"Hahaha! Previously, I secretly communicated with the Doctor, and we guessed there was only a 13% chance you were the assassin... I never expected your acting to be this good. Turns out you're actually posing as an assassin, and you even have a method of avoiding Zombie detection.
Before coming here, were you a 'Professional Con Artist'?
But honestly, the 'trap' you set up is pathetically subpar... You went to such great lengths with deception, even at the cost of injecting yourselves with slow-acting poison.
Yet all that for merely firing a few insignificant arrows at us?"
Han Dong, who had just closed the door, responded coldly:
"If we set up more traps, you would've probably detected them in advance, wouldn't you?
