Enmiamoto Gosuke's residence is a secluded retreat away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and the total area is very large, so large that it exceeds all of Qin Xiayi's concepts of an ordinary house.

It can be said that this place is more like a labyrinth with a complex design, with several courtyards and rooms on each floor, and there are many solemn-faced people holding their hands in the corridors, and the ceilings and corners are full of surveillance, let alone walking out of here, you don't even know where the gate is.

Qin Xiayi watched for several days, trying to explore, but found that there were many problems that were difficult to solve, such as as when she left the room for more than half an hour, Miyamoto Gosuke's subordinates would forcibly take her back to the room without saying a word, and every time she was caught off guard.

This situation is beyond her control, the only people she is familiar with in this place are Cao Qian and Miyamoto Lin, it is difficult to say now that Cao Qian helps her, the only hope can only be Miyamoto Lin, and the strange thing is that Miyamoto Lin seems to have disappeared in the past few days, there is no trace to be trained, and since that departure, he has never appeared in front of her again.

In the morning, Qin Xiayi still went out of the room, opened the door, only to find that the weather outside was very good, cloudless, but she looked dark, leaning against the corridor, not knowing what she was thinking.

In the distance, a man with his head down rushed towards her, and she narrowly avoided it, but the stainless steel dining table tripped and fell to the ground, and some bottles and cans shattered on the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The man fell to the ground and hurriedly picked up the debris on the ground, now in the summer, the weather is getting hotter, he is wearing a middle sleeve, revealing half of his arm, Qin Xiayi squatted down together when he saw this, and saw that he had the familiar church-specific tattoo on his arm, which looked like it was in a state of scabbing, and seemed to notice her gaze, the man hurriedly covered his arm with his clothes, glanced at Qin Xiayi quickly and said, "Thank you!" ”

"Wait a minute," Qin Xiayi stopped him, picked up a missing bottle from the corner, and handed it to him, "You forgot to pick this up." ”

Qin Xiayi's actions caused the two subordinates who were hiding in the shadows to guard, and they walked out and stared at the man pushing the dining cart with suspicious eyes, looking up and down: "Get in the way, why don't you get out of here?!" ”

The man was frightened, hurriedly took the bottle she handed over and quickly threw it into the dining car, lowered his head and quickly pushed the cart away.

Qin Xiayi looked at the two subordinates expressionlessly, didn't say a word, and immediately went back to the room and closed the door.

When she returned to her room, she glanced warily at the door, and only relieved herself when she saw that their attention was not focused on her.

The hand that had touched the bottle just now felt a little sticky, she opened her palm, in the bright light, she could clearly see a line of small words printed from the medicine bottle, after a quick glance, she was about to rub her hands to destroy the handwriting, only to find that the line of words slowly evaporated with the flow of air until it disappeared.

The man pushing the food cart obeyed the order and pushed the food cart into the basement, and he was surprised to find that this basement was really a terrifying place, more like a prison from a long time ago, damp and cold, and pitch black.

He fumbled against the wall, and finally saw a remote room, and when he entered the room, he was about to push the car in, and when he looked up, his heart suddenly chuckled.

He saw a man kneeling down by the wall, the chain hanging upside down from the ceiling seemed to split the wall in half, and in the dim light, he could vaguely see the man hanging his head, as if he had lost his life, without the slightest movement.

His legs were also locked in iron locks, and his wrists and ankles were strangled everywhere.

He swallowed a mouthful of water, boldly pushed the dining cart over, and said hesitantly, "Mr. Lee, I'll give it to you...... Here comes the medicine......"

After speaking, the man in front of him still didn't react at all, he looked at him strangely, and repeated the sentence again.

Suddenly, the man in front of him raised his head, a well-defined face, deep facial features, and a deep and terrifying look, like a man-eating beast that had been awakened.

The man retreated again and again, so frightened that he almost turned around and ran away, but he still held his mind and forced himself to complete the task assigned to him by his superiors.

"It's medicine." He opened the medicine bottle tremblingly, poured out a few pills and put them into the water cup, and with a shake of his hand, he didn't hold the medicine bottle steadily, and rolled it down to Li Sen's feet.

He was too scared to pick up the bottle.

Lyssen was silent, grabbed the vial, and threw it at him.

"Thank you." Flattered and politely thanked, he took the vial and put it back in its place, his hands shaking all the time.

Then he took out the ointment again, applied it to him, and after pasting the wounded area, he exhaled and finally completed the hard task.

The man stood up and rubbed his sore legs.

"My mission is complete, Mr. Lee, please rest well, I'll go first!"

After saying that, he was about to push the cart away, when a cold voice sounded behind him.

“…… Are you new here? ”

The man stopped, slowly turned his head and replied, "...... Yes, I only came here in the last few days, and our team leader said that let me start with chores. ”

He scratched his head, and a warm smile hung on his young and elegant face.

After he left, Li Sen opened his eyelids, glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner intentionally or unintentionally, crossed his legs to the side, and tried his best to hide in the blind corner of the surveillance.

With just one movement, his heart beat faster and his breathing was short, and his weak body slowly spread his palms with his clenched fist hand, and saw the line of small words printed on the medicine bottle until it gradually evaporated.

He leaned against the wall, slowly closing his eyes, the cold wall against his scarred back, he didn't feel any pain at the moment, more emotion took his place, and his whole heart burned.

There was no light in the dark, damp basement, he was locked here, he didn't even know how much time had passed, what was happening outside, it seemed to force him to sit still, and he knew all this, there would always be someone to turn the tide for him......

And until it all comes, he has to survive no matter what......

In the middle of the night, Qin Xiayi curled up in the room, the sound of a mechanical metronome sounded in her ears, the rhythm was brisk, but she didn't feel the slightest sleep.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and she was startled, turned off the light, hid under the quilt and began to pretend to sleep.

Miyamoto Lin quietly came to her bed, and in the dim light, he saw her sleeping appearance, and his frowning brows couldn't help but stretch.