Blurb：
A chilling psychological thriller unfolds as Dr. Baker, the trusted school doctor for over twenty years, implants explosive microchips in every student’s brain during routine physical examinations. Surrounded by SWAT teams and frantic parents, she issues an ultimatum: guess her secret birthday wish or face random detonations every fifteen minutes. Despite offers of millions from Sergeant James Carter, the city’s top hostage negotiator, and desperate pleas from her own husband, Dr. Baker remains icily calm, stroking the detonator as the countdown ticks toward catastrophe. With snipers poised and a dormitory already reduced to rubble, the line between madness and motive blurs in this high-stakes standoff where innocence is the ultimate bargaining chip.
Content：
I ws a newly appointed school doctor.
After conducting physical examinations for every student in the school, I implanted explosive microchips in each of their brains.
SWAT teams surrounded me, weapons drawn.
Yet my voice was terrifyingly steady.
If you fulfill my birthday wish, I will deactivate the chips.
“Otherwise, every fifteen minutes, one chip will detonate at random!”
Panic erupted among all the parents. They demanded to know my wish.
My jaw clenched, my whole body trembling.
“I can’t tell you! It’s a secret~”
“Time is running out. You have to guess.”
…
Everyone lost their minds.
“Are you insane? How are we supposed to grant your wish if you won’t tell us what it is?”
“It’s already five PM! I need to pick up my kid and go back home to cook! You’re wasting everyone’s time!”
“I bet those explosive chips are a hoax! Release the children! If it’s your birthday, go hell home and do it yourself!”
As they shouted, the SWAT team tightened their perimeter again. Some officers looked ready to storm the school.
I gave a soft laugh and pressed the button without hesitation.
A deafening explosion.
One of the school’s dormitories turned to rubble.
Instant silence fell over the crowd.
If reinforced concrete could be pulverized in an instant, imagine what it would do to a human skull.
A man stepped forward from the crowd outside the gates, hands raised high.
“Dr. Baker, please, stay calm.”
“I’m here to help. Tell us what you want, and we’ll do everything we can to make it happen!”
I knew him – Sergeant James Carter, the city’s most renowned hostage negotiator.
Several parents, voices trembling, chimed in,
“Dr. Baker, you’ve been the school doctor for over twenty years. We’ve seen how dedicated you are.”
“You treat these students like your own children. Something terrible must have driven you to this.”
“Whatever hardship you’re facing, tell us! We’ll support you!”
Their eyes were red-rimmed, filled with raw fear for their children.
I just stroked the button in my hand, my voice icy.
“Didn’t I already say?”
“Guess my birthday wish and fulfill it, and I’ll release the children.”
A few hot-headed parents couldn’t contain themselves, unleashing a torrent of vile curses.
“She’s completely insane, damn it!”
Sergeant Carter shot them a sharp look, clearly worried about provoking me further.
I shrugged.
“The chips are incredibly powerful. When they detonate, the person turns to pulp.”
The parents looked ready to tear me apart with their bare hands.
The large screen by the school gate, usually showing happy school life montages, now displayed a stark red countdown.
“Time’s running out. I suggest you don’t waste it cursing me.”
“You have ten minutes left.”
Reluctantly, they huddled together, arguing fiercely.
A minute later, dozens of armored trucks screeched to a halt at the intersection.
“Dr. Baker, you’ve lived modestly. Your parents are bedridden, paralyzed, costing you thousands in medical bills every month!”
“We understand you. Here’s five million dollars! Is it enough?”
Hope shone on every face.
I spoke slowly.
“I don’t want money.”
From the crowd, my husband, silent until now, spoke up.
“That’s five million dollars! Take it! Your parents’ treatment, our hundreds of thousands in debt – it solves everything!”
“And the Sergeant promised! They won’t take the money back!”
Sergeant Carter added persuasively.
“Dr. Baker, don’t be afraid.”
“Release the children now, and we won’t press any charges!”
My tone remained flat.
“Sounds tempting.”
“But it’s not my birthday wish.”
“You have five minutes.”
Sergeant Carter gritted his teeth.
“Ten million! Is ten million enough?”
Silence was my answer.
The countdown ticked lower. The crowd grew more agitated.
“Just shoot her! One bullet solves this whole mess!”
“Yeah! Even if she has reasons, she’s a kidnapper playing with lives! She deserves no sympathy!”
Snipers took their positions.
I stood right in the center of the quad, completely exposed.
Sergeant Carter’s expression was grim.
“Dr. Baker, this is your last chance!”
I raised the button again.
“If you shoot me, I press the master switch. Thousands of students in this school will die with me! You will all die!”
A sniper’s laser sight settled on my right hand.
I smiled disdainfully.
“Shooting me won’t help.”
“I’ve implanted hundreds of sensors throughout my body. If I’m injured anywhere, the explosive chips trigger!”
“If you don’t believe me, just try it!”
No one dared to breathe loudly. Thousands of lives hung in the balance. They couldn’t take that gamble.
Three minutes left on the clock.
The Mayor shouted.
“I’ll give you the National Award for Medical Excellence! With that, you can work at any top hospital in the world!”
It was the dream of every doctor.
Only two people had ever received that honor since its inception.
I still shook my head.
The parents were frantic,
“No money, no fame… what do you want?”
They pressured my husband to recall my preferences.
They brought birthday cakes, designer dresses, expensive cosmetics… I refused them all.
Two minutes left.
My husband, who had been deep in thought, suddenly yelled.
“I know what you want!”
He frantically searched my car’s back seat, pulling a crumpled paper from between the cushions.
Everyone gasped in understanding.
Liver cancer diagnosis. Terminal. Only a transplant could save me.
“Luna, you want a matching liver source, right?”
“That’s something money and power can’t guarantee!”
Before I could answer, they immediately accessed confidential medical databases, searching for a match.
Within a minute, a match was found.
Afraid of burdening my family, I’d kept my cancer secret, relying on painkillers to stay alive.
Now, if I agreed, I could have the surgery for free, adding decades to my life.
Everyone expected me to accept.
I still shook my head.
“That’s not my birthday wish.”
“You have one minute.”
Chaos erupted.
A specialized team had already combed through all my recent browsing history, phone records, but they found no clues.
Sergeant Carter frantically flipped through a binder thicker than a brick, searching for any clue.
Thirty seconds.
Sergeant Carter suddenly got a call, he became extremely excited.
“I know! You want to revenge for your daughter!”
“Three years ago, she graduated, got a great job. But she resigned abruptly after six months, without even collect her pay!”
“Officially, she resigned voluntarily. But really, she was sexually harassed by her superior!”
“You tried to sue, over and over, but every case was dismissed.”
“Not only did he deny it, he threatened to kill you!”
Murmurs of sympathy rippled through the crowd.
“So that’s it… a parent’s heart breaks.”
“I knew it. Only pushed to the absolute edge would Dr. Baker do this.”
Sergeant Carter looked at me earnestly.
“We just arrested him. Rest assured, he will receive the punishment he deserves!”
A faint smile touched my lips.
“He was powerful, well-connected. Impressive you handled him so quickly.”
“It makes me wonder… So the nightmare that plagued me for three years, you resolved in just a few minutes. Why, for three years, every prayer, every lawsuit, went unanswered?”
Sergeant Carter paled, trying to formulate an explanation.
I raised a hand slightly, stopping him.
“Never mind. It doesn’t matter now.”
“Unfortunately, that’s not what I want either.”
The countdown on the big screen hit ten seconds.
Inside the classrooms, students were engrossed in a movie, erupting in laughter now and then.
They had no idea death was imminent.
I picked up the PA system microphone, my voice gentle.
“Everyone, watching movies for too long is bad for your eyes.”
“Close your eyes now. Take a rest.”
“Whatever you do, don’t open them—”
10, 9, 8…
Then, my daughter arrived, breathless and disheveled.
“Mom, don’t—”
My body jolted.
Three years ago, her boss had poisoned her, causing severe neurological damage.
Doctors said she’d likely never speak again.
I stared at her, stunned.
Her voice was hoarse, the long silence making her pronunciation strange.
“Mom, I know you must have an enormous reason for this.”
“But whatever it is, our family can get through it together!”
“Mom, I’m begging you, please don’t do anything rash. I love you so much.”
“I can’t lose you!”
She opened her arms, begging me to drop the button.
A gentle embrace awaited me. Tears streamed down many faces in the crowd.
My jaw clenched, my whole body trembling.
Beep.The countdown hit zero.
I flinched violently.
There was no turning back now!
Click.The button depressed.
Almost instantly, a window in Classroom 3B turned crimson.
Thick, pulpy matter oozed down the glass like a venomous snake.
Students were splattered with blood, frozen in place.
It took several minutes before someone reacted, screaming and pounding on the door.
But the doors and windows were already locked.
The school’s soundproofing was excellent. Their cries could not be heard outside.
Other classrooms kept watching the movie.
Only Classroom 3B was a scene of hell.
The countdown reset to fifteen minutes.
My daughter fainted dead away.
The parents of Classroom 3B wailed heartendingly.
“You’re absolutely crazy! Stop it right now! Let our children go!”
They were too far away to tell if their child was the one lost.
Parents from other classes sighed with relief, grateful their child had escaped.
I smiled grimly to myself.
“You might not know, I shuffled all the students’ classes.”
“Guess who the unlucky child was?”
The crowd exploded.
Sobs, prayers, curses blended into a cacophony.
Sergeant Carter’s gaze turned cold as he looked at me.
“Luna, neural paralytic agents are on their way.”
“Give up. Surrender.”
I smiled bitterly.
“Surrender? Would you let me go?”
Sergeant Carter forced himself not to look at the crimson window.
“We can seek leniency…”
I cut him off.
“Doesn’t matter. I myself wouldn’t have survived for long either.. Death sentence or life in prison – same difference to me.”
“Ten minutes left. The game continues.”
Everyone snapped.
Furious parents turned on my family.
The police couldn’t hold back the enraged mob.
My husband and daughter were pelted with mud, looking like beggars.
I fought back tears, my voice shaking.
“Five minutes left.”
My daughter, forcing herself up from unconsciousness, wept uncontrollably.
“Mom, you always said you loved these children the most.”
“When a child at school had a fever and their parents didn’t care, you paid out of your own pocket to take them to a local major hospital, staying awake until their condition stabilized.”
“When parents were divorcing, you took the child home to spare them the trauma.”
“Thousands of kids in this school, every one calls you ‘Mom Luna’?”
“Mom, please, I’m begging you. Tell me why? Okay?”
“What do you want?”
Her voice was raw with tears.
My whole body trembled, but my words were cold.
“I can’t say.”
“Four minutes left.”
My daughter snapped. She grabbed a fruit knife from a nearby stall, pressing it hard against her own neck.
“If you won’t tell me, then I’ll die!”
She’d battled depression for three years. With severe psychological trauma and nerve damage, she woke dozens of times a night, barely sleeping two or three hours.
Yet, no matter how hard it was, her eyes always held hope. She never gave up.
She’d even planned to study for her Master’s, start over.
But now…
The knife tip broke the skin, a bead of blood forming.
“Enough!”
“Come here. I’ll tell only you.”
Sergeant Carter squeezed her hand reassuringly.
My daughter walked towards me, frail as a dried leaf.
I leaned close to her ear and whispered my wish.
She froze, the color draining from her face.
Only when Sergeant Carter called out sharply did she nod numbly, stumbling back towards the crowd like a ghost.
Back in the crowd, everyone clamored to know what I’d said.
My daughter slowly turned back, giving me a look heavy with meaning.
Then, with inhuman speed, she charged at the school fence! Throwing herself against it!
No hesitation. Utterly resolute.
The pointed railing pierced her throat. Blood flowed everywhere.
Yet, an eerie spread across her face.
My husband instantly broke down.
“What did you say to her?”
Download the NovelGo app, Search 【 421384 】reads the whole book.
