Chapter 330 Cut It

In the dimly lit basement, there was only a bulb flickering. The air exuded a damp musty smell. Mice made creaking sounds as they ran around the garbage dump.

Shirley lay on a shabby mat. She managed to open her heavy eyelids, and her head was still dizzy.

"Miss, you finally woke up. I was worried that my medicine was too powerful and would make you pass away!"

The man in a checkered shirt, Ralph Turing, pushed up the glasses on his nose and stared at Shirley, revealing a wretched smile.

Shirley wanted to get up, but she found that her hands and feet were tied by ropes. The most terrible thing was that she felt limp and had no strength. She could not get up at all.

"Why did you catch me? I don't remember anything between you and me..."

Shirley used all the strength she had, but she could only make a light sound.

"Miss, of course, you have nothing against me. You are just unlucky to meet me..."