July 21st, Huanjing, Hongdeng Commercial District, in a secluded and secret basement.
The ceiling light bulbs cast a ghastly white light, enveloping the surgery table below. On the cabinet at the head of the bed, there were also some blood-stained dissection tools.
God knows what Fan Quan had done here.
At this moment, Ke Mingye was clenching a pitch-black spare phone in his hand, sitting hunched over on the bed. He took a deep breath, with cold sweat oozing from the palm of his hand.
Right now, it had been a full twenty minutes since the blue owl had been abducted by the Blood Clan Hunter.
In these twenty minutes, the blue owl's vision was black, hearing was equally silent, and the body remained motionless.
It was like being trapped in a cramped and pitch-dark box, unable to make a sound or see anything.
Ke Mingye turned on the phone, eyes fixated on the contacts displayed on the screen: Ke Xiaomo, Bai Qiuwu, Bai Zini.
