A dowry of one billion, and I'll marry him!

Sometimes, retaliating against others is not the best solution.

"What kind of retribution?" The receptionist was still heartbroken, but her gossipy nature hadn't stopped. It was as if she was gossiping about something unrelated to her, and her sadness vanished in an instant.

Looking at her longing expression, Shi Yanxia softly uttered three words: "AIDS."

These three words kept echoing in the receptionist's ears. She stood there, stunned, unable to recover for a long time, and murmured, "AIDS?"

Her mind went blank, and her vision blurred.

The words "AIDS" were like a time bomb, leaving her stunned and unable to recover for a long time.

By the time she realized what was happening, Shi Yanxia had already walked away. At that moment, her phone vibrated. She took out her phone, looked at the caller ID on the screen, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, what is it?"

"You mean your aunt found out he had an HIV test at the hospital?" The receptionist was stunned.

Just as Shi Yanxia finished speaking, she received a phone call and heard the exact result, which was exactly as predicted.

Holding her phone, she bowed gratefully in the direction Shi Yanxia had left and said, "Young Madam, I will definitely do my best! Thank you."

If Shi Yanxia hadn't reminded her, she might not have discovered her boyfriend's affair with her best friend, nor would she have reminded her family, which led to their attention being drawn to him.

Everything was like the butterfly effect, spiraling out of control.

Shi Yanxia was naturally unaware of these things.

She sat in the passenger seat, turned her head to look out the window, and watched the city lights begin to come on.

Night enveloped the entire city, as if it were about to swallow it up.

"Do you really think it's such a coincidence?" Shi Yanxia suddenly asked.

She was surprised by the result.

I never imagined that consulting a fortune teller would actually bring other clues to light.

“There are no true coincidences in the world. If there are, they must be man-made,” Zhan Jinglin said with certainty.

For him, coincidence simply doesn't exist.

Everything, seemingly a coincidence, makes you realize that perhaps behind the scenes, there is an invisible hand driving things.

"By the way, has there been any progress on the matter of those lewd men luring underage girls to extract blood?" Shi Yanxia asked, rubbing her temples.

Zhan Jinglin drove, glancing at the road ahead, and said, "There's been progress."

"The information was sent over in the afternoon. Similar incidents happen in almost every city, but these men are very clever and did not commit any assault, so no evidence was left."

"But they have one thing in common: the hymens of these young girls were not completely ruptured, but rather damaged. They probably just wanted to get some blood without leaving any other evidence."

"The whole country has now secretly joined forces to crack down on these kinds of criminals in order to ensure the little girl's safety," Zhan Jinglin said.

Shi Yanxia nodded slightly as she listened.

“The country is so vast. Even if we join forces now to try and catch them all in one fell swoop, we might catch the people, but we’ll probably have collected enough blood by now,” Shi Yanxia said.

The birth charts of these girls all have one thing in common: they are all Yin.

Girls with purely Yin Bazi (Four Pillars of Destiny) tend to be quiet, but the more Yin their Bazi, the darker their inner world may be. Hopefully, she's not overthinking it.

“Even if they have collected most of it, we can still follow the clues to find their final destination. These people are making such a big fuss, collecting things all over the country, which shows that their demand is huge.”

"Whether this blood is used to fight people or for some other purpose is unknown," Zhan Jinglin said.

But the existence of demand proves what they are afraid of.

The more afraid you are, the more you want to hold on.

“These things were probably orchestrated by Qin Jiali, but she’s dead, so she must have left a backup plan,” Shi Yanxia said.

She gently rubbed her fingertips together; the seemingly unintentional movement seemed to be urging something forward.

After a long while, she slowly closed her almond-shaped eyes and finally spoke, "That's interesting."

"Hmm?" Zhan Jinglin looked up at her in confusion.

Shi Yanxia's smile deepened, and she seemed much more relaxed and lively. She said, "It's nothing, you'll find out tonight."

Seeing her become cheerful and radiant, Zhan Jinglin also felt happy and relaxed. As if influenced by her, the atmosphere in the car became more and more relaxed. The man played some light music and couldn't help but speed up the car.

Soon they arrived at Zhongshan Street.

There are very few cars here at night, and the usually quiet streets now seem rather empty.

"Why is there hardly anyone around? There are even fewer vehicles?" Shi Yanxia asked, puzzled as she looked around at the empty surroundings after getting out of the car.

The capital city is a lively place to see everywhere, especially at night when there are countless people. Some office workers come out for a run to relax, while some elderly people take their children to dance in the square.

But there wasn't a single person in sight.

“After my father had his accident here, one after another, other people had car accidents here. Later, someone spread a rumor that this place was a death zone, and that there were vengeful ghosts trying to summon souls. After the local people believed it, no one dared to go here anymore.”

“Some vehicles try to detour when passing by. This area used to be the center, but now it looks like this,” Zhan Jinglin explained.

Shi Yanxia also fell silent.

There was an indescribable feeling in my heart, and I felt increasingly desolate.

“Let’s go take a look first,” Zhan Jinglin said.

He strode forward, naturally took her small hand, and walked towards the alleyway not far away.

The surroundings were exceptionally quiet, the alley was empty, and apart from the chirping of insects, there was only the sound of their heavy footsteps, which echoed continuously, as if pounding on their hearts.

Above the dimly lit alley, dark red lanterns hung, their faint light reflecting off the two people and creating a dim, ambiguous illusion.

"Clang, clang, clang," came the sound of knocking from not far away.

Then, with a soft "creak," the door opened.

Shi Yanxia and Zhan Jinglin stood outside, watching the wooden door open in response. They looked inside and found the room pitch black, an empty void where they couldn't see their own hand in front of their face.

The house was so quiet inside that it felt like no one lived there, making the haunted house feeling even stronger.

“There are people inside,” Zhan Jinglin said.

He was well-trained; even if there was no sound coming from inside, he could still sense the person's breathing, though very faint, he still managed to catch it.

"Is anyone there? Is anyone home?" Shi Yanxia stepped forward lightly.

She raised her little hand and gently knocked twice on the door.

But the room remained quiet, and no one responded.

"Hello, is anyone home?" Shi Yanxia continued to ask.