Ten years ago, as a special assistant, Qiu Weiren accompanied Jiang Chunian in and out of Revive Manor countless times.
Perhaps it was a sixth sense or perhaps Qiu Weiren knew what he was doing was too dangerous, that sooner or later he'd lose his life, so he secretly stored some evidence related to Revive Manor and Jiang Chunian.
"What's in the evidence?" asked Ruan Qi, sitting in the passenger seat.
Qiu Weiren leaned against the window in the back row of the van, looking out the window, and replied, "Some photos and videos."
Ruan Qi: "Photos and videos? Of Jiang Chunian?"
Qiu Weiren nodded his head.
"Every time Jiang Chunian went to Revive Manor, it was to find someone to vent his anger on. What I captured was the imagery of him venting."
Ruan Qi knew very well what Jiang Chunian was venting at Revive Manor and who the targets of his venting were.
Abuse, torture, destruction... Each bloody scene in her dreams bore Jiang Chunian's handiwork.
