Meanwhile, Linara's search target, Seraphina, was currently meeting someone at a place called "Vevo Cafe." A lean young man in a black trench coat entered the tea house, his head slightly lowered. His attire immediately caught the attention of one of the waiters. "Excuse me, sir, do you have a reservation?" the waiter asked politely. "Yes, table five," he replied curtly. The waiter's expression flickered briefly with surprise before he nodded and gestured for him to follow him to table five. There, seated gracefully, was a young woman. Her calm demeanor and striking presence seemed to momentarily throw him off guard as a flicker of surprise flashed through his otherwise somber eyes. "You're Black?" he asked, almost hesitantly. "Oliver Minty," she said.The moment her voice mentioned the name, his guarded demeanor shifted. He finally believed that this girl sitting before him was the one who had reached out to him. Oliver had a younger sister named Faye Minty, who had gone missing a year ago in the uninhabited wilderness of the Kikili region. For months, the family searched tirelessly, clinging to hope. But as time passed without any leads, they were forced to accept the cruel reality of her disappearance. Then, six months ago, Oliver received a mysterious phone call, shattering the narrative he had come to believe. The caller claimed that Faye hadn't gone missing in the Kikili region. To prove it, they provided concrete evidence, leaving no room for doubt. Driven by this revelation, Oliver began a quiet, relentless investigation, determined to uncover the truth. His search led him to one name: Myles Fraser. Over the past half-year, Oliver meticulously gathered evidence of Myles' crimes, preparing to avenge his sister and bring the man to justice.Two weeks ago, he had finally managed to plant a hidden camera inside Myles' villa. Over the past fortnight, he had seen Myles enter the villa with two different women. He was certain that the camera had captured crucial evidence, evidence that could seal Myles' fate. Now, all that remained was to retrieve the device. With that footage, the man could finally face the consequences of his actions. As Oliver took his seat across from the young woman, his voice softened with genuine gratitude. "Thank you," he said sincerely. "On behalf of my sister and my entire family, thank you. If it weren't for your call, we might have never known the truth." Seraphina had sought him out because, years from now, he would uncover the truth as well. Back then, he had secretly infiltrated the villa to rescue her but was discovered by Myles. In the end, he met the same tragic fate as his sister, unable to escape the hands of that devil. "No, I should be thanking you," she said softly.Her words carried across time and space, a gratitude from another life. In her previous life, she hadn't gotten the chance to say it. Oliver looked puzzled. But when he met her earnest gaze, he knew she wasn't just being polite. "I've done my homework. Myles will be attending a party tonight, so he won't be at the villa. I plan to make my move and retrieve the items then," he said, his voice laden with suppressed pain. "I've been waiting for this day for so long. Every time I see him out there, living his carefree life, I want to go up to him and stab him to end his life." His fists clenched as he spoke. "Tonight, I can finally bring justice for those who died." "I'll go with you," Seraphina said firmly. "You don't need to. I can handle this on my own," he replied, not wanting her to risk her safety. "I don't trust you to go alone." Her unwavering resolve left him no choice but to agree.… Late that night, two dark silhouettes crouched outside the villa, carefully observing their surroundings. When the security patrol finally dispersed, Oliver signaled to Seraphina with a quick gesture. She nodded in response. Oliver knew exactly where the items were installed, so the task of infiltrating the villa fell to him. Seraphina remained outside, keeping watch to ensure nothing unexpected would jeopardize their plan. Once inside, Oliver searched the bedroom first, then the bathroom, recovering the items one by one. Finally, he approached the study. Some inexplicable force compelled him to push the door open. Inside, a computer sat on the desk with a USB drive plugged into its port. Curiosity mixed with dread as he accessed the drive. What he found chilled him to the bone. It contained a trove of horrific recordings of women being subjected to unimaginable torment. Each file was labeled with a letter, corresponding to the names of the victims.His breath caught when he located a file associated with his sister. His hands trembled violently, hovering over the mouse. No matter how much he steeled himself, he couldn't summon the courage to open the video.