The van experienced simultaneous punctures in both of its front tires. The driver lost control, causing the vehicle to crash into the left wall with a jarring impact, leaving the door dented and the front end mangled. It was a horrible sight.

Fortunately, the officers had fastened their seatbelts, so they sustained only minor bruises. But Zoe, seated in the back row, was in a dire state. Wailing in agony, she suffered a head injury and had her left arm pinned by the door, with a metal plate slicing her flesh, causing profuse bleeding.

Amidst the chaos, confusion arose.

"Why did the tires go flat all of a sudden?"

"It's too strange. Let's go and take a look!"

Both officers got out of the van. The moment they bent down to inspect the tires, they both felt a sharp pain at the back of their necks. They lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

When Zoe witnessed that, she wasn't afraid. Instead, she looked at the man in front of her with a gaze full of gratitude. Hopefully, she asked, "Did Grandpa send you to save me? He did, didn't he?"

monster like you?" The man, clad in a black coat and mask, narrowed his eyes and chuckled derisively. "I'm not so low as

terror as she stared at

Who are you?"

man identified himself, "Me? I am

the ceiling in an unfamiliar room. Stripped

basement. The air was so chilly that it made her teeth

struggled to free herself as she cried out continuously, "Grandpa. Mom.

away the last shreds of Zoe's dignity. In a

dim lamp that was swinging above

powerless and could only endure the

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