Dai Lin and Lu Yanran still temporarily stopped going upstairs.
Because his headache had reached an unbearable level.
The chaotic memories in his brain were beginning to reveal some clues.
"The first paragraph... inverted cross... inverted cross... Executive Vice President..."
Hearing Dai Lin murmuring to himself, Lu Yanran couldn't help feeling scared.
The closer Dai Lin got to the upstairs, the more pronounced the pain in his forehead became, as if someone was carving a wound on his forehead with a dagger!
He became increasingly certain that this was because he was approaching the Devil's Cursed Object!
The Devil's Cursed Object that the curse had revived!
"Dr. Dai, what are you talking about?" Lu Yanran began to feel afraid, wondering if Dai Lin might be possessed at this point.
Suddenly, Lu Yanran noticed something was amiss.
Because she realized... Dai Lin's hand had let go of the doll!
"Dr. Dai!"
