Li Qiyu arrived at the church in the square, where she had once shot and killed someone. Her mind was blank as she pulled the trigger, as if a demon had leaned over her...
Standing under the cross, she seemed to be the embodiment of sin.
She had researched those gangsters and found out that they all had terminal illnesses, including AIDS. With little life left, they sold themselves for money, mingling in the underground black market.
Li Qiyu had once bought a person in the black market and replaced Li Baiyi's heart with a pig heart, and then attempted to force herself upon her.
Her conduct was... her...
Suddenly, footsteps approached from behind, and a shadow loomed over her. Li Qiyu's posture, as she prayed devoutly, stiffened.
"Who's there!?" Before she could turn around, she felt a shock pass through her body, and she collapsed, limp and unconscious.
...
When she awoke, she was lying in a luxurious and dimly lit room that was unmistakably a basement without any windows.
