"Miss Aya, how come you..."

The bald vampire Ogg looked at Zhang Feng who walked out of the portal again in bewilderment.

He finished half of his words in a daze, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Aya.

"I've logged in to QQ remotely. Let's chat back!"

Q...QQ?

Log in from another place?

Ogg touched his bald head. Even though he was so knowledgeable, he couldn't understand what Zhang Feng was talking about at this moment.

Zhang Feng ran very fast. She stepped on her little feet, quickly got out of the room, and started to return the way she came.

Zhang Feng only has one thought in his mind right now, go back and look for the last room.

He ran very fast, and nothing stopped him along the way.

Zhang returned to the underground laboratory at an extremely fast speed. Just as he was about to step out of the laboratory and return to the castle to explore, he suddenly found a handful...

key.

"Oh, I got the key to Maria's room."

Zhang Feng picked up the small key from the ground.

His idea was indeed correct.

"......come over......"

Suddenly, a cold female voice appeared in Zhang Feng's ear, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around and give the opponent an elbow.

But when he heard what the other party said clearly, he forcibly stopped his movements.

He turned around and took a look.

A man with a very sad face stood behind Aya dejectedly, with a hunched face and a hunched face.

His hair was so messy that it would be an exaggeration to say it looked like a chicken coop.

The bloodshot red pupils opened slightly, staring blankly at Aya who picked up the key.

If you look closely, you will see that the man's body is covered in bloodstains, with hideous wounds crawling twistedly on the surface of his body - he looks like a weirdo parasitized by insects.

"follow me......"

The man repeated his words again, as if he was afraid that Zhang Feng didn't hear him.

He grabbed his tattered clothes, lowered his head again, and walked forward on his own.

Under his guidance, Zhang Feng successfully found Maria's room.

Her room is located next to the passage on the far right. Zhang Feng and the others had been chased by monsters before and did not pay attention to this room at all.

After all, there's no name written on the room.

"Is this Maria's room?" Zhang Feng muttered.

He first waved to the man who disappeared in the distance and expressed his gratitude, then opened the door and entered the room.

If he guessed correctly, the key to victory must be in Maria's room.

And...I don’t know since when, Li Ya stopped talking.

Zhang Feng didn't know what was going on in the small room in his mind. In short, solving the matter in front of him was the top priority.

Looking around, the facilities in Maria's room were no different from her father's room, except that it was smaller and the desk was moved to the corner.

"According to common sense, there must be some unknown little secret here... Let me think about where the little secret is."

Zhang Feng started rummaging through Maria's room like a bandit.

He moved very quickly, and in just a few minutes, he turned over Maria's house.

He carefully rummaged through the bed, under the bed, flower pots, flower pot soil, cabinets, and even the trash can placed in the corner.

Finally, he found a small diary in the corner of the bookshelf.

"Oh~ Could this be Maria's diary?"

Zhang Feng opened the diary with great interest. As for the morality and immorality of peeking into other people's diaries...

What happens to scholars, can that be called stealing?!

【X month X day——】

"Professor, it's been a year since I came here...what happened that day is still vivid in my mind."

——

On the bustling streets, rich people dressed in luxurious clothes and ordinary people working part-time come and go...

The streets are full of garbage and waste paper, and these long-standing wastes are scattered everywhere without being cleaned.

"Have mercy on me... give me some..."

"Give me a little..."

Under the eaves of the house, an extremely thin little girl was lying on a makeshift bed made of rags.

The tattered clothes on her body could only barely cover the important parts of her body, leaving the rest exposed.

"Give me a little..."

"please......"

The girl's voice became weaker and hoarse, sounding like a gear that had lost its power.

"A beggar?"

Suddenly, a gentle man with glasses wearing a black suit walked up to Maria.

He half-crouched down, looked at Maria's appearance with a smile, and raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

As long as it is polished a little, it can become a very good material... The man thought in his heart.

"Sir..." Maria opened her eyes with difficulty. She tried hard to raise her head to look at the other person, but the long-term weakness had left her with no strength.

"How pitiful... Come to my house and get you some clothes and delicious food."

In this way, Maria was taken back to the castle by the man.

Maria looked at the table full of sweaty people. She could no longer hold back the desire in her heart and started gobbling up the food.

She puts the tableware aside and takes the food she wants directly with her hands.

The sticky touch on her hands will make her feel at ease, and the food she grabs will make Maria feel alive.

After drinking and eating, the ragged Maria was taken to the cell.

Seeing the man outside the door locking the door, Maria felt no emotion at all. She was going to die anyway. Since the man in front of her saved her, her life already belonged to this man.

Already......

It doesn't matter what she will do...

"You wait here first, I'll go talk to your family about your situation."

"family?"

Maria asked subconsciously.

"That's right, I have a wife and a 7-year-old daughter."

Family...what does that feel like...

Maria pursed her lips, looked at the man's back, and unconsciously took a step towards the man with her shoeless feet.

Unfortunately, the man has disappeared around the corner.

However, she was not alone in the cell.

"Uh...Ah...Uh uh..."

The man's whimpering sound came from behind. Maria blinked and looked behind her uneasily.

On the bed in the cell lay a seriously injured man.

His shoulder was torn apart by an unknown instrument, and the wound was simply treated, but blood was still leaking out little by little.

It can be seen that the person who treated the wound was not professional.

He was whimpering in pain, and his expression was very solemn. Anyone who saw the struggle on his face could understand how much pain he was in.

"Is this person the same as me?"

Maria lowered her guard a little, walked to the man's side, and looked at him quietly.

If this injury is not treated... he will die.

"The injury is really serious, it looks very painful..."

What can I do for him?
To be continued...