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At this time, I had no other choice. The person behind the phone had successfully forced me into this game.

I was a little surprised that this mysterious man didn’t seem to be stingy with communication. Uncle Three and the Little Brother I had met in the past both kept these things a secret, but this person was very ostentatious with his words.

Was he really Seven Fingers?

It didn’t matter anymore. I no longer cared who he was, but I would call him Seven fingers for the time being. I would learn all about the other things once I found him.

Seven Fingers was the one who had designed my Uncle Three’s basement. It was very simple and narrow, and I could still remember the pressing odor.

As I looked at the concrete walls around me, I suddenly realized that this place was very similar to the dark room under Uncle Three’s study.

Little Brother… basement… this information had been said very easily, but it had taken me several years to learn about them.

The corridor turned again, and I realized it was actually a winding corridor. I had gotten closer to the girl by this time, and when she looked back and saw me, there were only six or seven lights between us.

“Don’t run away, I mean no harm.” I called out as I looked at my cell phone and clutched my back.

“Don’t follow me!” She was starting to get hysterical.

If my stomach was bigger, I could easily shout out: “You’re the one responsible for the baby in my stomach!” It seemed really appropriate considering the way I was clutching my lower back.

“Are you in this building now?” I asked in a text.

“Yes.”

“Why don’t you come out and meet me directly?” I carefully sent the texts. “Where’s my friend now?”

“He’s fine, I just separated you two for a while. The outside world is too complicated.” The answering text said. “I really need to talk to you. Alone.”

“It’s easy to meet with me alone. You can come out and see me at any time.”

“I can’t get out.” After a long time, the phone lit up. “You’ll understand when you see me. You can only find me by yourself. I’ll give you a hint.”

If he couldn’t get out, did that mean he couldn’t move around freely? My heart thumped. I kept feeling like it was Seven Fingers, but there was something else.

At the end of the corridor, a warm yellow light appeared. It seemed to be the kind of brightness that came from an incandescent lamp. The girl rushed towards the light and I followed her in.

The increased brightness almost blinded me, and I couldn’t open my eyes. I tripped over something on the ground and fell. As I struggled to get up, I saw that this was a room at the end of the corridor.

It was about thirteen or fourteen square meters, and had an old sofa. The walls and ceiling were covered in newspapers, and there was a big hole on one side of the wall. Someone had apparently dug here, but the excavation failed partway.

Countless wires were hanging down from the ceiling, and there was an incandescent bulb on each one. They were scattered throughout the whole room, making it seem as bright as a microwave oven.

There were at least a thousand bulbs hung at varying heights like gourds, making it so bright that I couldn’t look up.

For the first time, I saw a vent on the floor where a cold wind was blowing out of. When it met the heat generated in the room, a faint chaotic airflow formed.

It was completely dark under the vent.

The girl was hiding behind the sofa. This room appeared to be a dead end, and there was no place to move forward. There had to be something wrong with the person who designed this place.

I squatted down. The temperature near the lights was so hot that I felt as if the glass bulbs hanging down would melt.

I was sweating profusely as I looked at the girl and thought, it’s finally over. I saw her phone vibrate, and after she picked it up, she suddenly giggled at me.

“I’m not late.” She said.

With a “pa”, all the lights in the room went out. It instantly became dark and I covered my eyes with a shout. Almost at the same time, there was another “pa” and all the lights came on again.

I squeezed my eyes shut, but everything around me had the shadow of retinal burns. I squinted and saw that the girl had disappeared.

I rushed to the place where she had just been standing, looked around, and pushed the sofa, but it had been lodged in the cement.

She was gone.

It was like she had evaporated from the room in an instant.

“What happened to the woman just now? Why is she here if you want to see me alone?” I texted.

“Woman? You saw a woman here?” The responding text asked.

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