After transmigrating into the book, she became the male god's white moonlight.

Chapter 443 It's alright, there's plenty of time in the future.

"Sorry, sorry, I got a little too excited."

Seemingly sensing that something was wrong, Mo Yan took the tissue Lu You handed her and wiped herself without any regard for her image.

After calming down, I threw the tissue into the trash can under the dining table.

She looked at the girl in front of her, her eyes filled with undisguised anticipation, "Youyou, we finally get to go out, want to go have some fun?"

"it is good……"

Before the person on the other end could even speak, the phone in my pocket started vibrating.

"I'll take a call first."

Upon seeing who was calling on her phone, Mo Yan's face paled instinctively, and she silently spoke to the person on the other end.

"Ah."

Lu You took back the words that were about to come out, held the spoon in her fingers, nodded, and gave a simple reply.

……

In a dark and damp basement.

The muffled groans from the whipping were incessant. The person chained to the cross was covered in marks since the last time, with not a single part of his body intact.

As time passed, the person on the cross once again slumped his head helplessly and fainted.

"Sir, you've fainted again."

"Recruited?"

The man leaned lazily against the sofa, his long legs casually crossed, and the red wine in the clear glass swirled slightly.

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes held a detached expression.

The man in black shook his head, his words full of respect.

"He still refuses to speak. When we first caught him, he even tried to bite his tongue and commit suicide, but we discovered it in time and stopped him."

"It's alright, there's plenty of time in the future, just keep your breath."

He smacked his lips indifferently and said almost ruthlessly, "Wake him up."

The red liquid flowing down the transparent glass contrasted sharply with the crimson lips, carrying a hint of deadly and invisible danger.

"Yes, sir."

With a splash, salty water was once again poured onto the person on the cross.

What followed was a heart-wrenching scream.

"Just kill me, please, just kill me." A strikingly similar scene, the last time she was pouting uncontrollably.

But now, the man on the cross has eyes that are filled with an unconcealable fear of the man on the sofa.

Sweat dripped down his hair that clung to his face, and his pale lips trembled incessantly, as if he longed for an end to his suffering.

It had only been a week since he was arrested, but it felt like half a century had passed.

In just seven days, he had already experienced no fewer than a hundred different kinds of...

That feeling of being unable to live or die is truly terrifying.

"Want to die? Sure, but answer a few questions first."

Bo Yeyuan's thin lips curled slightly as he casually toyed with the expensive glass in his hand.

Just like a cat teases its prey before catching it.

It is clear that the other party's psychological defenses have been completely broken down.

"You said."

The person on the cross had their head bowed, looking weak and listless.

First of all, what's your name?

"John Doe."

"age?"

"25."

"Where do you live?"

"Dicheng Old Street, Section 22".

What are the organization's code names?

The man, covered in wounds, narrowed his eyes. How could he have known...?

Then, it was quickly covered up, and with lowered eyelids, "4".

"Pfft."

A low laugh echoed in the enclosed, dark space.

He toyed with the fruit knife in his hand, like a demon from hell, exuding a chilling and terrifying aura.

Tilting his head, his fingertips traced the sharp blade, "Do you know where the last person who tried to play tricks on me went?"

(End of this chapter)