"Boss, the place where President Mo's cell phone signal last disappeared was Huanbei Street. We haven't found any more details yet. It will take a while." Xiao Rui's voice quickly rang out as Baili Xiyao just hung up the phone with Ye Yang.
Baili Xiyao stood up and quickly walked out of the office, not even having time to put on his coat. "Prepare the car, go to Huanbei Street, and continue the investigation."
"Yes," Xiao Rui responded and followed Baili Xiyao out of the door. However, when he was leaving, he for some unknown reason took the woolen coat that Baili Xiyao had hung on the rack.
On the other side, He Mozhao woke up and found himself on a bed. There was nothing in the room except the bed in the middle.
Through the dim light, He Mozhao could clearly see the patterns on the four walls.
The walls were covered with paintings of a woman roaming with others, with an uneven number of people involved.
He Mozhao felt dizzy and wanted to get up and get closer to see more clearly, but he found that his limbs were tied to the four corners and stretched to the limit, so he could only move very slightly.
In the dim light, it was impossible to see who was hanging out with the woman. Only some blurry faces could be vaguely seen. But the woman was different. In every painting, there seemed to be a photo pasted on her head.
Suddenly, a beam of light shot in from the vent on the side wall, as if deliberately allowing He Mozhao to see the pattern on the wall clearly. The beam of light moved extremely slowly.
Because of the beam of light, He Mozhao could clearly see what was painted on the wall. The portraits of the men having intercourse with the women were blurry, but the scenes of intercourse were depicted extremely clearly, and there were indeed photos pasted on the woman's face.
That is, Xu Yun...
Still feeling a dull pain, his chaotic consciousness became unusually clear at this moment, and He Mozhao subconsciously called out "Mom".
"Little bastard, are these scenes familiar to you? That was your beloved mother..." This time Zhen Linye did not use a voice changer, and his rough and steady voice came from not far away.
"Zhen Linye," He Mozhao gritted his teeth and tried hard to restrain the emotions surging in his heart.
"Is my drawing correct?" Zhen Linye walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. He ignored He Mozhao's sinister eyes filled with pain and said to himself, "I shouldn't ask you. You were so young back then, how could you remember it clearly? These, these...are all drawn by me according to the video I took back then. It's time to help you recall it."
As he spoke, Zhen Linye took out something like a remote control from his pocket. I don't know what button he pressed, but four solid-color curtains appeared hanging around the bed.
Zhen Linye leaned over, and stretched out his rough big palm towards He Mozhao's exquisite cheek, but He Mozhao turned his head to avoid it. Disgust replaced fear in He Mozhao's eyes, "Don't touch me!"
"Heh," Zhen Linye scoffed, but he didn't extend his hand forward. He just caressed it lightly, his voice tinged with a malicious joking tone, "You probably didn't see enough in the warehouse just now. How about I play it for you again? How about the original version this time?"
"What do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do? He Mozhao, tell me what I want to do!" Zhen Linye seemed to be enraged. He slapped He Mozhao, and half of his face swelled up rapidly. His head was buzzing. "How many generations of ancestors have devoted their efforts to the development of our Zhen family's ancestral business? You said it should change its surname, and you even gave it to my former defeated opponent Qi Hongtian! You were once a member of the Zhen family, and you also fought for the Zhen family! How could you! How could you just let the Zhen family become someone else's so nonchalant!!"
Furious, Zhen Linye grabbed He Mozhao's slender neck with one hand, tightening his fingers. "He Mozhao, I have no objection to you returning to your biological parents' surnames. After all, you are not a descendant of the Zhen family. When you came back, you destroyed my offspring, and I tolerated it. But why, why did you have to do such a cruel thing to the Zhen family?!"
Suddenly, Zhen Linye seemed to calm down again and loosened his hand that was pinching He Mozhao's neck. "I know these videos won't make you give away the Zhen family. They will only speed up your pace of disappearance. But now it's different. The Zhen family is gone. The Zhen family I have protected for most of my life is gone. How can I let you go and let you continue to live in happiness? Xu Yun betrayed me, and I made her live a life worse than death. You destroyed the Zhen family, so I want you to relive those years. I want you to feel as much pain as I did!"
He Mozhao, whose breathing had returned to normal, looked at Zhen Linye coldly.
"I destroyed those videos and photos myself when I returned to the Zhen family. Why are they still there?"
"From the day you ran away, I knew you would come back one day and erase these painful memories yourself, so I made a backup long ago. Otherwise, how could I have the opportunity to let you relive the past today..."
At this point, Zhen Linye suddenly fell silent, glanced at the time on his watch, and said, "He Mozhao, let's play a game." Zhen Linye let go of He Mozhao's neck, instead pinched his jaw with one hand, and stroked his left cheek that had not been hit with the other hand. Under He Mozhao's disgusted eyes, he leaned close to him, his lips almost touching He Mozhao's ear, and said in a cold voice, "The Zhen family is gone, you will have to pay a price. I believe that with Baili Xiyao's ability, it is only a matter of time for her to find you. But whether she finds you dead or alive depends on her luck..."
After saying that, Zhen Linye stood up, straightened his clothes and sleeves, and walked away. When he reached the door, he seemed to remember something and suddenly said, "He Mozhao, enjoy the gift I prepared for you. This is a treasure from back then, a memory you want to forget all your life, but you will never forget. Hahahahahaha..."
The door was closed again, the light beams in the vents disappeared, and images lit up simultaneously around the bed and on the ceiling.
The tender and hoarse voices of children, the helpless cries for help, the intermittent screams, the passionate panting...
Various voices came from all directions, constantly eroding He Mozhao's sanity.
As he struggled frantically, his heartbeat became faster and his breathing became more rapid.
In a trance, He Mozhao thought that he seemed to have not had time to say goodbye to Baili Xiyao. He really wanted to say goodbye in person.
But at this moment, He Mozhao was a little afraid to see Baili Xiyao, the Baili Xiyao whose eyes were always gentle and doting when he looked at him.
The moment the door was kicked open, He Mozhao, who was no longer able to struggle, saw the images on the curtain and ceiling disappear. For some reason, he felt relieved, completely lost consciousness, and his heart stopped.
Baili Xiyao, who arrived at the scene, will never forget the scene he saw after kicking open the door.
In the empty room, there was a European-style four-poster bed in the middle, surrounded by white curtains with mottled bloodstains on them.
Baili Xiyao quickly stepped forward and lifted the curtain. He Mozhao, who was wearing casual clothes, was lying on the bed with his hands and feet tied with ropes. He must have struggled hard, as his wrists and ankles were bloody and bleeding. The bloodstains on the curtain must have come from this.
He Mozhao lying on the bed had a painful and calm expression on his face, his eyes were closed, his right cheek was red and swollen, his thin lips were stained with blood, there was a pool of blood on the side of his head that had not yet dried, and his chest had stopped moving.
"Baby," Baili Xiyao called softly in a trembling voice, and stretched out his white hands tremblingly, not daring to touch the broken He Mozhao on the bed.
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