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... ered the cell. The wound on his forehead seemed to stop hurting as he did not care about it any longer.
He moved backward after saying this and sat down on the floor, cross-legged, continuing, “A person once called me. I didn’t notice the number of digits of the phone number, but I did notice the voice coming from the receiver.”
“What voice?”
Ji Ziming narrowed his cold and sharp eyes at him.
“That voice seemed to have come from underground. There’s a knocking sound and t ...
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