I Only Sell Murder Houses

When I woke again, everything around me was dim.

I was in a small, dark room whose window had been sealed shut.

Five men stood before me. I recognized only one of them: the man who had hypnotized Brother Liu.

Naturally, I had been bound hand and foot.

“Awake?”

He watched me with a sinister smile. “You really are clever. You kept a call connected with your companion the whole time.”

He took out my phone. The screen displayed the call log from my conversation with Anning.

My greatest regret now was following Liang Yi to that place.

I had kept the call with Anning connected as a precaution, but I had never expected something like this to happen.