basement

All 208 of them were gagged, blindfolded, and bound hand and foot in a room. Their faces were filled with anger, fear, and resentment, and they uttered incoherent curses.

“It’s quite spectacular,” Li Huangchen said, sitting with his legs crossed as he looked at them.

Wenjing was holding a laptop and performing facial recognition searches on them.

Guandu took a lot of earplugs and gave one to each of them.

Junlin looked at him with some confusion.

“It should be hypnosis,” Fu Yiming said, looking at him with deep eyes.

“That’s right,” Guan Du said with a raised eyebrow and a smile. “Take good care of them, and don’t try to read Luo Luo’s lips.”

Long Yanli took the phone, gave the girl a deep look, knowing she must be expending a lot of energy, and immediately picked up his phone to instruct the housekeeper to make some chicken soup.

Qin Zhiluo watched them calmly from beginning to end, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Qin Zhiluo gestured for them to put on earplugs, "Can you hear me?"

Only Long Yanli spoke up, "I can't hear you."

Qin Zhiluo chuckled and lifted his face, letting him look around at the people, only to find that they all had their eyes closed. "Don't read my lips."

Long Yanli realized he had been tricked, and looked at her with a smile. "Okay," he said, then closed his eyes.

Qin Zhiluo glanced around, then slowly spoke, her voice low yet extremely penetrating:

"In this darkness, my voice will be your only guide; you must follow me..."

At first, the howling and wailing on the field grew louder and louder.

Qin Zhiluo continued whispering, "When my words fall, your consciousness will drift away like dust in the wind..."

Gradually, the people on the field quieted down without them realizing it.

Qin Zhiluo removed their gags.

"Tell me all the secrets you know..."

As soon as Qin Zhi finished speaking, the people in the room unconsciously began to talk about their own secrets.

Qin Zhiluo took off their earplugs and gestured for them to listen.

It would be strange if Long Yanli and the others weren't shocked by this bizarre sight.

"I...oh my goodness!" Li Huangchen stared at her in shock, whispering, "Are you a fairy from the Magic Fairy Castle?"

Wenjing immediately used a computer to collect their speech recognition data.

Guandu began to remove their blindfolds, and almost everyone of them was in tears.

"That's amazing!" Junlin was truly impressed by Luoluo.

Fu Yiming nodded in astonishment, "As expected of the chief hypnotist."

Long Yanli began to listen attentively as they recounted their secrets.

"Damn, this kid says he once ate his own shit," Li Huangchen said, stepping back in disgust.

"Wonderful, this guy keeps saying 'I love you'." Fu Yiming was speechless.

Wenjing frowned. "Shut up, we've included your words in this."

Fu Yiming made a zipping motion towards her.

Qin Zhiluo then slowly guided the conversation with her voice, talking about that organization.

Jun Lin rubbed his ears to make sure he hadn't misheard; it was his second uncle's name, Jun Baqi.

Jun Lin and Long Yanli exchanged a serious glance; his second uncle was a diplomat.

Guandu knocked them all unconscious after they finished speaking, and it wasn't until two hours later that they were knocked unconscious.

"You're really good at talking," Guan Du said wearily, lying on a chair while Jun Lin massaged him.

Long Yanli told Qin Zhiluo about Jun Baqi's situation.

Wenjing showed her the information she had found online.

"Blue Lord, leader of the Blue Tribe," Qin Zhiluo glared at him with hatred. Her hands unconsciously tightened around her clothes.

Long Yanli hugged her, "I'll handle it, don't worry."

Junlin still found it hard to believe. His second uncle was known for his gentle nature, so how could he be a member of that organization that trafficked organs?

"He recognized me. I didn't see him at the banquet. He's avoiding me." Qin Zhiluo's eyes were icy, and her heart trembled to the bone.