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Xiaomeng’s face twitched, but she still spoke up: "You just die, o gh the trouble of flipping and spinning."
Jiang g ignored her and shamelessly asked, “Where did you find this photo?”
“Sed floor,” Xiaomeng replied. “It was in the wardrobe where I was hiding. There was inally a photo frame, but I removed it because it was too much trouble.”
“A wooden frame?” Jiang g gestured with his hands to show the approximate size. “About this big?”
Xiaomeng's gaze shifted, and after a few seds, she seemed to realize something.
Before she could speak, Jiang g pulled out another identical photo from his clothes, her pupils stricted. This one only had six people in it!
“One person is missing—a woman.”
“Did you find this one on the first floor?” Xiaomeng asked, looking up at him.
“No,” Jiang g shook his head. “I found it first, and it has nothing to do with those two.”
Xiaomeng pursed her lips, her eyes filled with distrust.
“I know what you're thinking,” Jiang g sat o her and raised an eyebrow. “You're w why I’d voluntarily tell you that I have another photo.”
Xiaomeng stayed silent.
Jiang g didn't mind her rea and tinued, “The ghost in this mission is strange. From what I know, ghosts usually don’t kill two people in such a short time, but you saw it—if I weren’t so kind to help you, all three of you would be dead.”
Xiaomeng stared at him. “Are you suggesting we should cooperate?”
“Mhm.”
“Mr. Yin has a snake-like heart and a godly fht. I don’t think I be of ao you,” she replied, clearly unfortable due to her bound hands and eyes full of dissatisfa.
“Would you really e to a dipidated building on your own if you didn’t discover something?” Jiang g smiled.
After thinking for a while, Xiaomeng suddenly spoke. “What’s your dition?”
“When the mission is over, I want to be the first to leave,” Jiang g said, his boundary clear.
Xiaomeng nodded. “Okay.”
“Then, what are your ditions?” Jiang g squinted.
“I don’t have any ditions,” Xiaomeng said bluntly. “I just want to make Mr. Yin my friend, and I hope we meet after we leave this pce.”
She then lowered her voice seriously. “I have a lot of information about nightmares that I provide to Mr. Yin. Of course, I hope Mr. Yin also provide me with some services iurn.”
Jiang g squinted, sneering. “Cut the act! You just want to find out where I am in real life so you have someone kidnap me, right? So you e.”
Xiaomeng: “...”
“I’ll ask you,” Jiang g leaned closer, staring into her eyes. “Where are Li Lu and Yu Man?”
“They’re still searg for clues in the vilge.”
“Why did you separate?”
“Untie me first,” Xiaomeng coldly said. “I ’t answer your questions when I’m unfortable.”
Jiang g untied her, and Xiaomeng, while moving her numb arms and legs, looked for a way to overpower him.
“Don’t even think about it,” Jiang g sneered, rolling up the rope. “I suggest you think carefully before you try anything. If you fail and I catch you, you won’t like the sequences.”
Upon hearing this, Xiaomeng, surprisingly, didn’t dare to act rashly.
As she stretched her stiff arms, she put on a strong front and said, “A vilger told us that the courtyard we’re staying io be the Qian family’s old mansion.”
Hearing this, Jiang g pced both photos ly in front of him. The arra of the chairs and people in both pictures was identical, with only one differehe missing woman.
Why did the photo found on the first floor only have six people, while the photo hidden in the sed-floor wardrobe had ara woman?
Clearly, this woman was key to the mystery.
Xiaomeng leaned in closer, realizing that the ghost in the mission was their biggest threat, while Jiang g was nothing in parison.
“This woman should be Qian Jianxiu, the Qian family's you daughter, who was rumored to have died from illness a long time ago,” Xiaomeng poi the woman in the photo. “The reason they hid her photo is because they feared someone would discover she was still alive.”
It seemed the Qian family had secretly sent their daughter out of the vilge long ago and cimed she had died of illness.
As to why, Jiang g suspected it was due to the s of Xiao Shijian vilge.
Women were scarce here, and many men who were waiting to marry kept hoping for a wife. Over time, this led to the bizarre of never allowing a daughter to leave the vilge.
The Qian family, uo bear their daughter’s suffering in the vilge, secretly sent her away uhe pretense of her death.
Years ter, a woman named Zhao Xiangmei returo Xiao Shijian vilge.
She, too, became involved in disgraceful transas.
She trafficked women and sold them to the men in the vilge who had no wives.
Zhao Xiangmei was actually Qian Jianxiu.
Now everything made sense.
Why did Zhao Xiangmei hate the Qian family so much? Because she had once been a part of it.
But when the police came, the Qian family shifted all the bme onto Zhao Xiangmei, callihe mastermind behind the crime.
They let her suffer from the beatings of the women’s parents and even when she was on the verge of death, they did nothing to help. Instead, they coldly watched her die in agony.
They then dumped her body in the Cold Zhen Pond, a symbol of disgrabsp;
After su ordeal, it was no surprise that Qian Jianxiu would seek revenge.
“So, Zhao Xiangmei, no, Qian Jianxiu, turned her reveowards the Qian family,” Xiaomeng slowly said. “And that’s why the Qian family nearly got wiped out.”
Jiang g thought for a moment and spoke up. “That sounds abht, but… why didn’t Qian Jianxiu go after the women who she trafficked or the parents who beat her to death? After all, she was literally beaten to death.”
“Maybe the betrayal by her own family hurt her more than the physical pain,” Xiaomeng sighed.
“I just find it strange,” Jiang g shrugged. “If I were her, I would’ve killed everyone who had wronged me. Whether it was the Qian family, those women, or their parents—no one would get away. I’m already a ghost, what’s there to fear?”
“The ones I hated the most would die painfully, the ones I hated a little would get a quick death, and then I’d set fire to the pd make Xiao Shijian vilge disappear off the map!” Jiang g grew more animated as he spoke, his face flushed.
Jiang g’s tone was casual, but Xiaomeng, sitting beside him, felt a chill run down her spine. She was more vihahat her initial judgment about Jiang g was right.
He was sick. Extremely so.
Antisocial personality disorder is most notably characterized by a strong desire for revenge, a disregard for social norms ahics, and a tendency to engage in behaviors that most people would find uable.
It is also known as a ruthless personality disorder.
(End of the Chapter)
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