He glanced down to see his legs pierced by two toothpicks, oozing blood slowly.
Although they were just two toothpicks, his leg felt as heavy as if it were bearing a thousand kilograms.
A dirty little girl clapped her hands and strode out of the cell.
She smiled, revealing a row of snow-white teeth.
“I’ve targeted your acupoints. If you don’t want this leg anymore, feel free to move, hehe.”
“You!”
The man couldn’t believe he was being ambushed by a little girl.
Cheche effortlessly disarmed him and pressed the gun against his lower back, threatening him.
“What’s this about blood ritual that you were talking about earlier?”
The injured man immediately shouted, veins bulging on his forehead, “Frank, you can’t say.”
“Noisy!”
Alisha coldly rebuked and hit him on the back of his neck with the gun handle, causing the man to faint.
The other two were either twisted by her arm or fixed in place by Cheche.
“Quick, tie them up with ropes.”
Nora nodded and quickly untied the ropes from their waists, binding them securely.
Soon all three of them were subdued, and Cheche looked down at them from a high vantage point.
“Whoever can answer my question from earlier, I’ll let them go, otherwise… you’ll stay here forever.”
Such chilling words coming from such a young girl created a stark contrast, astonishing everyone.
Frank’s leg still hurt, and at twenty-four, he didn’t want to die.
“I’ll talk, but will you really let me go?”
“You don’t have the qualification to negotiate. Now, I hold all the cards, whether to kill or spare, it all depends on my mood.”
“Speak or not, it’s up to you to weigh the consequences.”
Frank: “…”
Indeed, one couldn’t trust a woman’s words, even if she was just a little girl.
But in order to grasp a glimmer of hope, he still answered Cheche’s question.
“Blood ritual is a ritual in our village held once every three years to worship the deity. Previously, it used to be performed with the blood of cattle, sheep, pigs, and chickens. However, the village chief said that such methods had minimal effect, so he changed it to sacrificing fresh human blood, once every three years… selecting a young girl.”
Because of this ritual, the number of women in the village decreased significantly.
Families with daughters were anxious, some packing up and fleeing overnight, some choosing suicide over being killed alive.
In the end, the village was left with mostly men or old women who were of no use.
Seeing the situation was not right, and with no young women left for sacrifice, even the eligible bachelors couldn’t find wives.
So, the village chief resorted to kidnapping women.
After hearing the whole story, it seemed like the village chief was the mastermind behind everything, which sparked Cheche’s curiosity.
“Haven’t you ever thought of leaving this place, escaping the control of the village chief?”
Frank shook his head, smiling bitterly.
“Little girl, you don’t know. We can’t escape.”
When Cheche heard him call her “little sister,” she glared at him fiercely and snorted arrogantly.
“Who are you calling little girl?”
“Well, missy, you don’t know, every villager here is under the influence of the Lost Magic. Without the village chief’s antidote, we can’t escape.”
Lost Magic?
What is this?
Cheche had never heard of this before.
Frank explained, “Once someone is affected by this curse, they’ll feel dizzy and lost once they step out of the village, but they won’t when they return.”
This way, no one could leave.
In the past, some people tried to challenge the curse, but they either died of thirst and hunger in the outskirts or kept wandering in circles.
After hearing this, everyone felt a chill, worrying about themselves.
“To think there’s such a sinister thing, could we also be affected by the curse?” someone asked.
Frank nodded truthfully.
“Of course, you’ve been affected by the curse since the first day you entered the village. So don’t struggle, you can’t escape.”
Before he could finish his sentence, Cheche kicked him.
“Are there anyone else besides the village chief who has the antidote for the curse?” It wouldn’t be easy to get the antidote from that old fox, and Cheche wasn’t completely confident.
Frank hesitated before saying, “I think… Uncle Ronin might have it. He’s the village’s shaman and knows about medicine.”
Just as Cheche was about to ask who Uncle Ronin was, Nora volunteered to step forward from the crowd.
“Let me handle this.”
Since Howard and Uncle Ronin were close, and Nora was willing to help, getting the antidote for the curse seemed plausible.
Cheche nodded at her. “Thank you.”
However, there was always a doubt in her heart; Nora seemed different from the Nora she knew.
Forget it, let’s escape first.
Seeing them preparing to leave the village, Frank also felt tempted. He looked at Cheche with a pleading expression.
“Missy, if you manage to get the antidote for the curse, could you take me out too? I also hate it here and want to explore the world.”
Upon hearing this, Cheche narrowed her bright eyes.
“It’s possible to leave, but you have to help us with something.”
“What is it?”
“Come closer, I’ll tell you…”
When Cheche revealed her full plan, Alisha couldn’t help but admire her in her heart.
Brave and strategic!
“If only I had half of Cheche’s intelligence. It’s a shame that despite being older than you by more than ten years, I’m not as good as you, boo hoo,” Alisha cried a couple of times before suddenly remembering something important.
“Wait, what about Mr. Foley and Mr. David? Cheche, do you have a plan for them?”
She now fully trusted Cheche. The young girl was so clever; she must have a foolproof plan.
“Let’s rescue Mr. David first, then you contact the people from the police station to prepare to arrest them. As for saving Uncle Foley, I’ll take care of it.”
“Okay.”
Before coming, she and Uriel had secretly placed a set of communication equipment in the car. As soon as they got evidence, they would contact the higher-ups.
“The car is parked in the square, let’s change into their clothes and sneak out now.”
Without further ado, with Frank covering them, Alisha and Nora left.
One went to seek outside help; the other went to find the antidote for the curse.
As for Cheche, relying on her petite and agile figure, she stealthily made her way through the bamboo forest towards the village chief’s house.