"This... I don't know... I don't know why I'm here..." Assistant Sun stammered, his voice filled with fear and confusion.
He was in a dark, damp place that reeked of decay. The surroundings were deathly silent, broken only by the occasional dripping of water.
Assistant Sun curled up tightly, not daring to lift her head even slightly, as if she would see countless terrifying scenes rushing towards her if she opened her eyes.
Xia Wan, standing to the side, pointed impatiently at Brother Wang, who was lying motionless on the ground not far away, and asked sharply, "I'm asking you, who exactly is he?"
Upon hearing this, Assistant Sun trembled violently, involuntarily leaning back further, and answered tremblingly, "He... he's the man Guo Zhen hired to deal with Factory Director Li..."
After saying that, he seemed to have used up all his strength, and he was panting heavily.
Xia Wan frowned upon seeing this. Judging from Assistant Sun's behavior, he didn't seem to know his colleague very well, otherwise he wouldn't be so fearful.
This brief information was far from enough to satisfy Xia Wan's needs. So, she pressed further, "Do you know Guo Zhen's true identity? And how many other heinous things have you done with him?"
This is the key question she most urgently wants to figure out today.
At that very moment, Xia Wan's voice had completely returned to its normal state, but the gatekeeper was still deeply mired in extreme fear and was completely unaware of this change.
A moment of bewilderment flashed across his face, as if his thoughts had been abruptly interrupted, before he slowly opened his mouth and said, "He...he's from the capital, his identity...his identity...is very special..."
Upon hearing this, Xia Wan's tense expression relaxed considerably, but she didn't stop there. Instead, she pressed on, "So, have you ever delivered any letters for him to Beijing?"
“No… how could he…” Assistant Sun’s words trailed off as if he suddenly realized something.
He suddenly raised his head and stared straight at Xia Wan. However, when he caught sight of Xia Wan's strange and terrifying outfit again, his body began to tremble violently.
At this moment, Assistant Sun's mind was in complete turmoil, and he couldn't tell whether Xia Wan in front of him was a human or a ghost.
After all, the surrounding light was unusually dim, making it almost impossible to see people clearly, and Xia Wan's strange and terrifying outfit was even more frightening!
It didn't seem surprising. In fact, after seeing Assistant Sun's reaction, he couldn't help but marvel at how extraordinary the system's products were!
She not only applied makeup to her face for a while, but also bought a lot of small items from the system store to dress herself up!
"You...you are...are you a human or a ghost?" Assistant Sun swallowed nervously.
Xia Wan had no intention of answering his questions. She simply slapped him unconscious. She wanted to see if this Brother Wang was a human or a ghost, so it was better to ask him separately!
Xia Wan stood in the dimly lit room, her figure appearing somewhat unreal in the hazy light. Her bangs were soaked with sweat, and a few strands clung to her cheeks. Her eyes revealed a hint of determination and madness.
Her hands trembled slightly as she pressed hard on Wang Ge's acupoints on the ground, just like before.
Her slender fingers pressed down hard on Brother Wang's body like raindrops, her knuckles turning white from the force.
Brother Wang was suddenly awakened from his deep sleep by excruciating pain. His eyes widened instantly, all sleepiness gone, replaced by a look of shock and pain that distorted his expression.
He hissed and gasped, instinctively trying to struggle, but found his body as if all his strength had been drained, limp and unresponsive.
"Who are you? How did I get here?" Brother Wang's voice, hoarse from just waking up and still somewhat dazed, sounded particularly out of place in the quiet room.
His brows furrowed tightly, his eyes revealing a hint of wariness and doubt, trying to find the answer on Xia Wan's face, but all he saw was a blood-stained and blackened face.
The face was a terrible sight, but upon closer inspection, it was clear that the person was a woman.
After all, Brother Wang was bolder. He had been staring at Xia Wan for a few seconds. Xia Wan hadn't tried to hide it this time, so he could tell that she was dressed up!
Xia Wan did not respond to Brother Wang's words. Her fair hands moved like nimble butterflies, constantly moving over Assistant Sun's body and pressing acupoints.
Every touch felt so precise and powerful, as if she had rehearsed these actions in her mind thousands of times.
As time passed, fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Xia Wan's forehead, but her hands never stopped moving.
Finally, when she finished pressing those acupoints again, she couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of relief: "Hmm... I'm much more skilled this time!"
Meanwhile, Brother Wang was enduring the waves of pain emanating from his body, desperately trying to stay conscious.
He turned his head with difficulty, his gaze slowly sweeping over the surrounding environment.
He found himself in an unfamiliar room, the furnishings of which were unusually simple and old, with a few broken pieces of furniture placed haphazardly, giving it a desolate and dilapidated feel.
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