Until night, the workers were still gathered together smoking and playing cards, glancing at the road from time to time.

"Why not stay here?"

The middle-aged woman stuffed the kitchen knife she had sharpened today into her arms, "I can always fight with them."

"Who will take care of your child if you die?" I chuckled at her.

"Miss..."

"Leave the knife behind. If you really want to fight, you'll be giving the knife to others."

She took out a plate, the blood more vibrant under the night compared to the daytime, with one area under the scaffolding so dark it almost turned black.

It seems this is it, I squeezed out another drop of blood, and the blood on the plate merged into a stream of blood flowing towards the scaffolding.

"Follow me."

The mess on the construction site was normal, but this place was exceptionally clean.

They fumbled around the side wall for a while, and a stone platform slowly opened, then quickly closed.

Soon the air was filled with a strong smoke smell mixed with cheap perfume.

I looked at the middle-aged woman again and saw fear in her eyes.

It's difficult to make someone believe their husband had sold their child, but if you put the key to the secret in her hands, she had no reason not to unlock it.

I followed the man's previous method and felt along the wall, and the stone platform opened once again.

I helped the middle-aged woman down, and as we got closer to the light, I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder, my vision dimmed with multiple shadows flickering before gradually losing consciousness.

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