809: C809 It Was a Mystery

C809 It Was a Mystery

She's not doing too well.

Even if the starting point was good.

Mu Shinian sat on the chair and was silent for a while. She did not make a sound.

After a long time, she finally raised her hand and entered the password. With a click, it opened.

Mu Shinian's heart skipped a beat.

She only wanted to give it a try. Then, if the password was wrong, then there would naturally be no need to look. In the end... Bo Qian really used that password.

Mu Shinian frowned, and after a moment of hesitation, she opened the box.

It seemed that the box had not been opened for a long time, but the information inside was well preserved. It was not damp at all.

Mu Shinian took a deep breath and took an old photo to take a closer look.

In the photo, the boy's hair was messy and his face was dark black but his eyes were especially bright. There was not a trace of vitality inside but only a touch of coldness.

It made people shiver when they saw it.

Mu Shinian felt that her breathing was about to stop.

Even after more than ten years, the outline of the youth was still very clear. Mu Shinian's fingertips stiffly flipped through the photo.

On the back, there was a red cross.

Mu Shinian's fingertips exerted strength and pinched that thin picture. Her expression was cold for a moment.

What was the meaning of a fork?

Mu Shinian anxiously opened the other photos in the box. Every one of them was horrible to look at. Every one of them was the little boy. Behind every one of them, there was a bright red cross.

What did this mean?

Was it the meaning of failure?

Mu Shinian clenched her fists tightly. Her entire face was flickering with danger.

There were many photos. The first few were all very clean. Towards the back, every photo was splashed with blood.

Mu Shinian's pupils suddenly shrunk. She took out the few pictures and when she flipped to the last one, the boy who had been tense and cold suddenly smiled in the dark environment.

They looked at each other through the photos.

Mu Shinian suddenly grabbed the edge of the table. Did he laugh? Why did he laugh?

Mu Shinian flipped the photos one by one from the back of the first picture. In the end, she stopped at the only picture that was still smiling. She closed her eyes and tried to go back to the dark room more than ten years ago. It was as if she was trying to recall, explore, and find out what exactly he was thinking.

Step by step, he walked down his path, getting injured bit by bit, step by step, bit by inch... Towards the end, someone held something familiar and stood in front of him. The boy suddenly pulled his lower lip and laughed.

Then, when the person approached, he suddenly attacked.

Almost immediately, he attacked and gave the person a fatal blow.

Mu Shinian fiercely opened her eyes, as if her entire body was in that oppressive atmosphere. She struggled to take two breaths, as if she was saved from drowning. When she calmed down, her back was covered in cold sweat.

Close up, torture, over and over again he wanted to strike his mind and make him submit. He wanted to inject those unknown medicines into him over and over again, in order to control him...

Why?2

Mu Shinian frowned and thought bitterly.

Why?

Bo Jinhua would rather give up Bo Ye than support Bo Qian. He should be more afraid of the family behind Bo Qian's mother.

Furthermore, according to what she knew, there was still some reason for the bloodline.

Since Bo Qian was so important, would Bo Jinhua just watch others mess with his son?

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