The mobile phone camera gradually revealed its view. On the screen, Little Xixi had already fainted on the sofa, bloodstains dyed the white fabric, and on the ground, a small and chubby little finger lay severed in a pool of blood, glaringly grotesque...
"Ah ah ah... Xixi..." The taut string Xia Weiyi had been holding finally snapped. She screamed like a madwoman and grabbed her phone, howling hysterically, "Alice, what do you want? Tell me... Let my daughter go, as long as you release my daughter, I'll give you anything. I'll even give you my life... I beg you, please, please don't hurt her anymore, I'm begging you..."
At first, Xia Weiyi was screaming, but eventually, she seemed completely drained, slumped on the ground. Her eyes filled with bloodshot lines, her pupils continuously constricted until they gradually became slack and dazed.
