Night.

The abandoned warehouse is as black as an iron cage and an unknown bottomless abyss.

Zheng Jie was locked in, cold and frightened. She never imagined that one day she would be locked up like this, a prisoner on death row.

All she can use is a dagger, which is her defense. She carries it with her all the time, thinking about it, and still can't find a way to call for help.

and outside.

Hu Longwei took the phone and called Feng Zihe in the opposite building. Tonight is the key to success or failure, so both Feng Zihe and Liao Kai have to stay up late.

"Togo,...