Chapter 55 Verse 44

  44、

  Dizzy and heavy, as if a huge and heavy stone was pressing down on the neck. Sitting in a leather chair, hands tied behind back, already numb. Ankles wrapped with thick ropes, tightly tied to the legs of the chair. Breathing extremely difficult, mouth sealed with strong adhesive tape, nose filled with a nauseating musty smell, like the smell of rotting cabbage.

  Fangjuan opened her eyes without struggling.

  Qin Yue was still not bad to me, at least she didn't throw me into a corner and gave me a soft leather chair. Fang Yuan thought, a sour feeling rose from her stomach, flooding to the corners of her mouth, an indescribable bitterness.

  She thought of He Jianhui's death.

  After being poisoned, He Jianhui was able to lay low and hide in the medical school. There must be someone helping him. This person is definitely Qin Yue, she is the only person He Jianhui knows and trusts at Nanjiang Medical School besides Fang Yuan.

  Unfortunately, Qin Yue betrayed He Jianhui again. If it wasn't for Qin Yue's betrayal, how could He Jianhui be caught by the Phantom Mask so coincidentally? According to Fang Zhenshi's words, there were hundreds of exits in the underground passage, but the Phantom Mask just happened to appear at the trial building warehouse exit, launching a surprise attack on He Jianhui. Is this really just a coincidence?

  The emotions between people are a very subtle thing. As long as there is one betrayal, even the deepest foundation will collapse with it. It's like a piece of jade, once broken, no matter how you glue it back together, there will always be cracks left behind, and any slight external force will cause it to break again.

  Perhaps from the day she took in He Jianhui, Qin Yue had been waiting for the right price to sell him out. For someone like her, nothing was not worth selling.

  Many people ridicule prostitutes, unaware that they are only selling their bodies to make a living. However, even more people sell their souls for a little bit of profit. These kinds of people are often successful in society, with various respectable identities and positions, such as high-ranking officials, wealthy tycoons, fashionable celebrities, fraudulent professors, and so-called experts who spout nonsense. The tragedy is that the values they believe in have become the mainstream of today's society - what a strange kind of happiness and sorrow this is!

  Fang Wei slightly moved her body, lifting her head. Unexpectedly, in front of her eyes, there was a very small horizontal gap, just enough to see the movement inside the house.

  Unexpectedly still at Qin Yue's home!

  It's indeed, Qin Yue is a woman, where can she hide? Moreover, outside the sun is shining brightly, people are coming and going, Xiao Qiang and his detectives are still investigating in the medical college, if she carries Fang Yuan out, it would be easy to arouse suspicion.

  Moreover, this dark room seems not to be used for imprisonment, but rather for hiding. Otherwise, it doesn't make sense to open a slit here, allowing people to observe the movements in the house from the dark room.

  A color TV, a table, and in the distance, a door. Yes, this is the living room of Qin Yue's house. Apparently, the darkroom where Fang Yuan was located was a hidden compartment in the corner, which was concealed in the darkness and would be difficult to find if one didn't pay special attention.

  Qin Yue walked out. She changed into a set of pajamas, brewed a cup of strong coffee, and sat lazily in the living room, humming a tune, looking quite pleased with herself.

  Turning on the TV, there was a talent show being broadcast on some entertainment channel, with contestants of all shapes and sizes belting out songs at the top of their lungs. It looked glamorous but was actually boring and stiffly mechanical.

  Qin Yue was watching with great enthusiasm, and even softly humming along with the rhythm of the music.

  The light in the living room gradually dimmed, and night was falling.

  At this time, Fang Yuan heard a strange sound, extremely faint, as if a small mouse had squeaked.

  Fang Yuan's heart rose with hope, someone has come!

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, a tall figure appeared silently behind Qin Yue.

  Fang Yuan only took a glance at his back, and the hope that had just risen was instantly extinguished without a trace.

  That figure is clearly a Phantom Flame Mask!

  The Phantom Fire Masked Man quietly walked over to Qin Yue's side and sat down nonchalantly.

  Qin Yue was unaware, clapping her hands and singing a song, as if completely immersed in the music.

  The music ended and she finally saw the masked figure in front of her, startling her so much that she suddenly jumped up, whispering in shock: "When did you arrive?"