Ruan Qingqing awoke to find herself immobile.
In the dim light, she scanned her surroundings, only to realize she was lying on a wooden table, her hands and feet bound to its four corners with hemp rope.
The place was filled with a cold, damp mustiness, and there was a faint odor of blood.
Her gaze suddenly fell upon the sharp hooks hanging from the ceiling, and cold sweat began to seep from her brow.
She had a suspicion, someone had captured her to subject her to extrajudicial torture.
It must be Mu Anyan, a woman who seemed harmless on the surface but whose heart was filled with treachery and resolve to kill.
At the banquet, having the police take her away was just for show, to make everyone believe she was a law-abiding citizen who would not seek personal revenge. In reality, she was a midnight butcher, a devil in the guise of innocence!
She cried out in terror, "Mu Anyan, come out! You've secretly captured me to torture me, haven't you?"