Eighth Person

There are seven people in the secret room. But there is an eighth one in the locked room. He was lying on the floor, with restraint marks on his wrists, and the screen of his mobile phone kept flashing—— Someone was trying desperately to contact him, but there was no signal here. Writer Lin Zhixu recognized his face. But he couldn't remember where he had seen him. Seven people, eight memories, an old case from five years ago.