After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

Meanwhile, Xu Dong left Su Changkong's villa and got into the car, where his tense heart finally relaxed a little.

Just now at the villa, although he pretended to be calm on the surface, he was actually extremely nervous inside.

"Young Master, during the investigation, wasn't there another person involved? Why don't we start with him?"

One of the women suddenly spoke up and asked.

Upon hearing this, Xu Dong's expression changed slightly, so subtly that it was almost imperceptible.

He naturally knew who the "other person" the woman was referring to was.

This person was the key starting point of Xu Xianzhi's disappearance, and also his classmate Shen Shuchou.

In fact, if it weren't for Shen Shuchou, Xu Xianzhi, who was as immovable as a mountain, wouldn't have mysteriously disappeared.

However, Xu Dong did not believe that Xu Xianzhi's disappearance was orchestrated by Shen Shuchou; he was merely an initial factor, while the latter was someone else entirely.

No matter what, Xu Dong will not touch Shen Shuchou now.

"Don't touch him."

Xu Dong said calmly.

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The inky darkness, thick and thick like tar that couldn't be dissolved, swallowed people whole with a bone-chilling cold.

As I extended my fingertips, the air felt damp and sticky, with only the faint sounds piercing the silence.

It was a suppressed sob, a broken roar, and a curse laced with venom, like countless poisonous snakes flicking their tongues in the darkness, frantically coiling around the eardrums.

The chaotic sound waves were like a blunt knife, forcefully ripping the person who had sunk to the bottom of the sea of ​​consciousness out of it.

Qin Hongyi's eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and every time she lifted them, she experienced excruciating nerve pain.

In the hazy darkness, my vision was as if covered by a blood-soaked veil, while the strong smell of rust was sharp and piercing.

It was blood, mixed with dust and the pungent, rotten smell, continuously seeping into my nasal cavity.

Qin Hongyi stared blankly at the impenetrable darkness before her, her fingertips unconsciously curling up.

When I touched the rough ground beneath me, I was shocked to realize that I was lying in a cold mess.

When I touched the rough ground beneath me, I was shocked to realize that I was lying in a cold mess.

The sounds that had been swirling in the darkness suddenly became exceptionally clear.

Each sound was like a whip lashing her nerves, making her instantly forget how to breathe.

At this moment, Qin Hongyi's small head was like the hazy darkness before her eyes, a complete mess, without any clear images.

However, deep down she had a feeling that she shouldn't be there.

And it seems that something incredibly important to her is missing.

However, she had no recollection of what it was, nor did she know where she was or how to find it.

Why aren't you crying?

Just as she was filled with confusion, a voice suddenly rang out from the depths of the darkness.

The sudden noise startled Qin Hongyi. She instinctively turned around and looked toward the dark corner from which the sound came.

In that damp, dark corner, a thin figure was crouching.

"Who are you?"

Qin Hongyi was on high alert and asked cautiously.

"Everyone who comes here cries, why don't you cry?"

The figure spoke calmly, and the voice came again from the corner.

"Why are you crying? Where am I? And why am I here?"

Qin Hongyi was taken aback at first, but then she couldn't wait to blurt out all the questions that were on her mind.

"As you can see, I am nothing more than a prisoner trapped in this cage."

The voice of the figure in the shadows was low and deep, the last syllable seemingly swallowed by the darkness.

Qin Hongyi gripped the hem of her clothes tightly: "Why don't we go out? And what exactly is this place?"

"I’m waiting for you."

The voice abruptly interrupted her, carrying an undeniable certainty: "I knew you would come, but I didn't expect you to arrive so early."

"wait for me?"

Qin Hongyi froze, her expression obscured in the darkness, but her breathing suddenly became lighter.

The person in the corner suddenly chuckled softly, a cold sneer in their voice: "Do you still remember your own name?"

"Of course I remember."

Qin Hongyi blurted out, but her tongue felt as if it were entangled by invisible threads.

"My name is... my name is..."

She opened and closed her mouth repeatedly, but the syllables that should have come out remained stuck in her throat, turning into a fog.

The gaping hole in memory has opened into a bottomless black hole, and even one's own name has become an untouchable fragment.

Seeing Qin Hongyi's appearance, a soft laugh came from the corner, accompanied by a cold voice: "As expected, you don't remember your own name."

Qin Hongyi stood there blankly, her mouth agape.

"Who are you? Do you know me?"

After a long while, Qin Hongyi managed to squeeze out these few words.

"The relationship between us is far more than just knowing each other."

The voice coming from the corner carried a hint of sneer.

Hearing this, Qin Hongyi was about to press for more information when the voice said calmly, "They're here."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a series of footsteps sounded in the darkness.

Just a few breaths later, the footsteps stopped abruptly behind Qin Hongyi.

Immediately afterwards, she heard the sound of an iron chain slipping.

Just as Qin Hongyi turned her head, a large, thick hand suddenly emerged from the darkness like a ghost and grabbed her firmly.

Qin Hongyi struggled desperately, but the strength of that large hand was too great. No matter how hard she tried, she could not break free, as if she were being locked in by an iron clamp.

With the force of the large hand, Qin Hongyi's figure was instantly pulled away from the darkness.

As her body was slowly pulled away from the thick darkness by a force, a sliver of cool moonlight poured in through the exit.

Qin Hongyi finally saw her surroundings clearly, and what came into view was a damp and moldy prison cell.

Water stains seeped from the stone wall, and the smell of rotting wood mixed with dust wafted towards us.

For some reason, a tearing pain suddenly exploded in her mind, and countless blurry images flashed by like shards of glass, but she could never grasp their specific outlines.

She then abruptly turned her gaze to the corner, where the moonlight slanted across the huddled figure, only outlining the thin shoulder line, never illuminating the face hidden in the shadows.

Just then, she saw the figure's lips move slightly, and a deep voice entered her ear: "When you truly cry, you will naturally remember your own name."

She paused again, her voice trailing off with a chilling mockery, and said, "As for this place, it's nothing but a nightmare waiting to be torn apart."

As soon as she finished speaking, the force behind her tightened suddenly, pulling her out of the dark cage completely.

Just as the heavy stone door was about to close and the moonlight was completely blocked, a figure in the corner suddenly raised his head.

Half of her face was bathed in the hazy moonlight, her pupils seemed to shimmer with a faint light, while the other half was shrouded in dark shadows, leaving only a faint curve at the corner of her mouth.

"Qin Hongyi, don't forget your name, and don't forget what you're supposed to do."