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"Phoenix..." Rophie weakly lifted her head, tears streaming down her face as she choked out, "You don't have to worry about me..."
"One... Two... Three... Four..."
"Deal." I shot a glare at the Mask Man and said through gritted teeth.
"Have it delivered to the designated location by nine o'clock. Remember, no tricks!" The man punched me again, threatening.
I let out a cold laugh and didn't respond. Instead, I took out my phone and called Xianxian, but no one answered. I thought about calling Wang Yi instead. Just as I was about to dial, Xianxian called me. As soon as I picked up, he asked, "What happened?"
"Bring the Oracle Bone to Xiongpo before nine..." I had just finished saying this when my phone was snatched away. The Bearded Man sneered menacingly and said, "If you don't want two corpses, feel free to try any tricks!" After that, he hung up with a mocking laugh. "I've confiscated your phone."
The Mask Man didn't even look at us as he turned to leave, saying, "Lock them up separately!"
"Wait!" I stepped forward and shouted through gritted teeth, "What kind of man picks on a woman? I'll stay; let her go!"
The man paused, turned around with a disdainful sneer, and pointed his finger at me, saying each word clearly: "Here, you have no right to make demands!"
"Despicable! Shameless! Scum!"
After cursing him out, I predictably received a beating and was then searched.
"Oh ho, this ring is nice!" One of them showed a greedy expression. I quickly clenched my fist and hid my hand behind my back, cursing, "You poor fool, have you never seen a ring before?"
"I spit!" The man spat dismissively. "With that piece of junk? I wouldn't even look at it! Take him away!"
Although I was unfortunately locked inside the Little Black room, there was a silver lining: The Dead wasn't confiscated.
Grabbing my hair in frustration and seeing that there was no guard inside, I took out my phone from The Dead. Luckily, I had the foresight to keep a few spare phones earlier; it seemed they were finally coming in handy!
Just as I pressed the power button and was about to make a call, I suddenly froze in disbelief. Furious enough to throw my phone against the wall, I thought, Damn it! Can’t you stop messing with me? There was no signal on the phone! They had confiscated everything and even blocked the signal! You guys are ruthless!
Sitting angrily in the corner, my fear of the darkness had noticeably weakened without me realizing it. Reflecting on the events of the past few days, although I had acted impulsively at times, I was certain that nothing that should not have been exposed was actually revealed. I did not believe there were any traitors among us, so the matter of the Oracle Bone could only be attributed to someone accidentally discovering it.
If someone had indeed found out, it was hard to say who it could be. During the time when Xianxian and I handed over the Oracle Bone to Dr. Zhang, aside from Major Ma's visit, there shouldn't have been anyone else around. Could it really be Major Ma?
No, I quickly dismissed that thought. Such an obvious thing could not possibly be true; Major Ma did not seem like a foolish person. Moreover, if Dr. Zhang and Xianxian were unfortunate enough to encounter that person, they would definitely not show any signs in front of him. Therefore, the betrayer must be someone else!
Who could it be?
In any case, the Oracle Bone absolutely could not fall into the hands of these unknown individuals!
I released Little Black. Although invisible, I still raised it to my eye level and instructed, "Little Black, I have a task for you." Little Black raised its head, and its dark little eyes flashed with a strange glimmer before quickly fading away.
"You go..." I was about to send it to notify Xianxian when I realized that this task seemed impossible for it to accomplish. So I changed my mind and said, "Go check on Rophie; you know her, right?"
I know her~
Little Black's childish voice echoed in my mind, and I couldn't help but smile. "Go ahead."
Little Black called out twice and suddenly "flew" out. Although invisible, I knew it had already slipped through the crack in the door. It was broad daylight now; I hoped Little Black would be clever enough not to get stepped on!
With no way to send out messages and unable to leave myself, what should I do now? I let out a bitter laugh; indeed, harming others also harms oneself. I silently resolved to keep my distance from others in the future!
The waiting time was exceptionally torturous. Suddenly, I remembered that I seemed to have caught a female ghost last night. So I closed my eyes against the wall and focused on entering The Dead. That female ghost was placed in a specific area within The Dead; as long as I wished, The Dead's shadowy realm could be divided into many small spaces where the surrounding "walls" were made of black mist. Without my permission, no one could step outside.
Clearly, that female ghost was anxiously pacing inside; I shook my head helplessly. Why bother? Since she was dead, she should just reincarnate—why did she still want to do things for others and cause harm!?
"What are you thinking about?" I appeared before the female ghost and asked.
The ghost was startled; her red clothing and red eyes might have frightened me before, but now they held no terror for me.
"What am I thinking? I have no idea what you're talking about! Let me out!" the female ghost shouted.
"If you don't want to be trapped here for the rest of your life, feel free to keep your mouth shut. You know, no one can save you here!" I said calmly. Before I could finish, the female ghost lunged at me. I stood still until she passed through my body, then I smiled and said, "Oh right, I forgot to tell you, what you see is just an illusion. So, don't make any futile resistance; it will only upset me."
Turning around, I saw the female ghost sitting dejectedly on the ground, biting her colorless lips. After a long pause, she finally said with a hint of grievance, "I... I was threatened by someone."
"Who? What is their name?" I asked.
Just as the female ghost was about to speak, I added, "You better tell the truth. I'll only give you one chance. I'll investigate afterward, and if I find out you're lying, we won't need to talk anymore."
"He... I don't even know his name..." The ghost continued to bite her lip, her face growing even paler.
I sighed, "I don't want to make things difficult for you, but I have my own troubles too. Hurting others ultimately harms oneself. I believe you wouldn't want to be restless after death."
"People are already dead; why cling to the mortal world and harm others? I believe in the goodness of human nature. Think it over; if you really don't want to say anything, there's nothing I can do but send you for purification." After giving her a deep look, I exited The Dead.
At that moment, Little Black had returned.
"What happened?" I asked.
"She's fine!" Little Black replied with confusion. "But that woman is fierce! When I found her, she was fighting with someone!"
Raising an eyebrow in confusion, I asked, "Are you sure it was a fight? Didn't anyone try to catch her?"
Little Black thought for a moment and shook her head. "No! People thought she was attacking someone; there were many jumping around nearby, and those stinky men weren't as strong as her!" Little Black became increasingly excited as she spoke, almost describing the entire fight.
But as I listened, my heart felt heavy. Rophie was fighting? And against men? I couldn't understand how a girl who usually appeared gentle and graceful could suddenly be described by Little Black as fierce.
There was only one possibility! That Rophie had been pretending all along...
But could that really be true?
I couldn't believe it! I didn't want to believe it! Yet why was my anger growing? Little Black wouldn't lie to me; the only possibility was... Ha! Damn it, I'm such an idiot!
Rophie is in cahoots with them, and I have been thoroughly deceived!
With this, it is very likely that the matter of the Oracle Bone was leaked by Rophie. Since that’s the case, what am I still doing here? The Oracle Bone cannot be handed over, so I must leave quickly.
I took out the Black Ancient Blade, the exquisite black ancient knife I found last time in the Crystal Coffin. It is about the length of an arm and very sharp; it feels quite comfortable to use.
I chopped through the iron door lock. As soon as the door opened, the two people standing at the entrance looked at me in surprise. However, their surprise lasted only a second or two before they drew their guns. One of them said sternly, “Put your hands up and don’t move.”
“Alright, I won’t move.” I slowly raised my hands, then turned and crouched against the wall, quickly pulling out my Silenced Pistol. At that moment, one figure slowly approached and warned, “You’d better not try anything funny; otherwise… uh.”
Before he could finish his sentence, I crouched and darted to the side of the door, aimed at him, and fired. After one person fell down, without hesitation, I aimed my gun at the other person. A gunshot rang out; two bullets fired. I narrowly dodged to the side as a bullet flew into the room while the other person collapsed, eyes wide open in death.
I don’t want to kill anyone, but if I don’t kill them now, I’ll be killed!
The gunshot had already alerted quite a few people. I couldn’t care less about how many there were; relying on my memory, I ran outside. There were many people along the way, but perhaps due to the urgency of the situation, most of them weren’t holding guns. With one hand gripping my gun and the other holding my knife, although I couldn’t deliver a fatal blow, I wouldn’t let anyone catch me!
I fought my way out while running. Somehow, I felt a strange sensation rising within me—very unfamiliar yet undeniably powerful. Vaguely, I sensed that this power was filled with malevolence and darkness; could it be the power of the Mountain Ghost that I absorbed that time?
I didn’t know whose arm I had cut; suddenly feeling blood splatter onto my face, I kicked out with my foot and knocked one person down before starting to sprint wildly. I didn’t care about those behind me wielding kitchen knives or guns anymore. I dashed forward, climbing walls or jumping over obstacles. After a few minutes, I finally spotted an off-road vehicle. Just as I was about to feel relieved, a large group of people suddenly surged around me, most of whom were pointing guns at me.
A man wearing a mask walked over slowly and coldly laughed as he said, “Feng Yuanliang’s son is indeed well-hidden. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed what she said.”
“Who said that?” I asked, although deep down I already had some suspicions.
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