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... e familiar with it.
It was Gu Yusheng’s voice.
Freezing in place suddenly, Qin Zhi’ai stopped like one of her pressure points had been hit.
The policemen had gradually left, and the riverside was growing more silent as it became closer to daybreak.
Qin Zhi’ai held her breath, waiting for a long time. However, there were no any other sounds except that of the whistling wind and the running water.
She thought maybe she’d had an auditory hallucination. She bl ...
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