So he ordered the scientists to enter the laboratory and wake up Zhou Jiajia.
The moment the coffin opened, Zhou Jiajia woke up.
However, Zhou Jiajia resembled a wooden puppet, not moving, not shouting, seemingly without her own consciousness.
The coffin Zhou Jiajia slept in was a Western-style coffin, not an Eastern one.
Western-style coffins are flatter, with less space; the key is they are darker, something vampires favor; hence a vampire's bed is a coffin.
Of course, they don't always sleep in coffins; sometimes they hang upside down in mid-air to sleep.
Vampires who sleep in coffins generally have been in long periods of hibernation or secluded cultivation.
The coffin Zhou Jiajia slept in was meticulously crafted from rare materials, as costly, if not more, than the entire city of Eiborstin.
This shows that Zhou Jiajia's current status is very high, possibly at the Bishop Level.
The vampires of the Bloodsucking Sect regarded Zhou Jiajia with such importance, naturally, there was a reason, but the reason was in their hearts, not casually spoken of.
After awakening Zhou Jiajia, the scientists of the Bloodsucking Sect called Zhou Jiajia to get up, to leave the coffin, to leave the laboratory.
Zhou Jiajia, like a robot, followed the scientists' commands, step by step.
Throughout, there was no expression on her face, appearing wooden and very peculiar.
On the other side, Lin Yifan was quickly taken to the "8056" floor office area.
As soon as he entered the office, he saw Zhou Jiajia, who he hadn't seen in days.
Unfortunately, the Zhou Jiajia now was no longer the lively, cheerful, sunny woman who loved to smile.
Her eyes were cold and profound, endless; her entire face was as stiff as a wooden board.
In addition, she was dressed in red, with eyebrows, eyes, lips, and nails turning a purplish-black, making her look like an evil demon.
She seemed to lack consciousness, yet still exhibited life signs, as he could clearly sense her breathing.
He didn't know what had happened to Zhou Jiajia, but one thing was certain, she had been manipulated by the people of the Bloodsucking Sect.
This situation was intolerable, truly intolerable; he clenched his fists, eager to exterminate every vampire in the Bloodsucking Sect.
But reason told him he didn't yet have the strength; going all out against the Bloodsucking Sect would not only fail to inflict any damage on them but could also cost him his life and the rescue of the tormented Zhou Jiajia.
He suppressed the anger in his heart, walked over, and asked, "Jiajia! What's wrong with you? How did you become like this?"
He had just taken a step when the Bishop stopped him: "Hey! Mr. Lin, if you want to approach your girlfriend, hand over the ring first."
"What are you afraid of? Both of us are here with you, are we supposed to sprout wings and fly away?"
Lin Yifan pushed away the Bishop's hand and insisted on going over.
At this moment, the Archbishop signaled the Bishop to let Lin Yifan through.
After receiving the hint, the Bishop immediately released his hand.
The Archbishop must have his reasons for doing so, so there was no need to worry excessively.
Upon reaching Zhou Jiajia, Lin Yifan held her shoulders, staring into her eyes, and said joyfully, "Jiajia! It's me, Yifan, I'm here!"
However, Zhou Jiajia didn't react at all; she continued standing there dully, motionless.
Lin Yifan became increasingly anxious; Zhou Jiajia might really have been controlled by the vampires of the Bloodsucking Sect.
"Jiajia, wake up and look at me, I'm Yifan! I am your most beloved boyfriend—Lin Yifan, look at me quickly."
Lin Yifan kept shaking Zhou Jiajia, but she still did not respond.
The Archbishop also felt a pang of heartache, afraid that after exerting so much effort to control Zhou Jiajia, Lin Yifan would mess things up at this critical moment. So, he signaled for someone to pull Lin Yifan away and maintain a safe distance from Zhou Jiajia.
"Let go! Let go! Let go of me!"
Lin Yifan struggled incessantly, but in front of a True Master Realm expert, he was nothing.
"You've seen your girlfriend, can you now tell us where you hid the ring?" the Archbishop inquired.
"If I give you the ring, can you guarantee to let my girlfriend go?" Lin Yifan retorted.
"Yes! Absolutely!" the Archbishop replied firmly.
"Alright! I'll tell you, the ring is hidden in room 217 of the Eiborstin Venice Hotel, send someone to find it."
"Mr. Lin, you are straightforward; I like your straightforward nature."
The Archbishop was very happy and immediately sent someone to Eiborstin to search for the ring.
"I've already told you the ring's whereabouts, can you now let me and my girlfriend go?" Lin Yifan inquired.
He lied to test this situation, though he didn't hold much hope.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lin, once we find the ring, we'll let you and your girlfriend go!" the Archbishop answered.
"You're going back on your word!"
Lin Yifan angrily accused, knowing they would say this; that's why he provided a false location.
"Mr. Lin, don't say that. You're a businessman; you should know it's a case of exchanging goods and people. I can't give you the person before seeing my goods, can I?" the Archbishop patiently explained.
He wasn't foolish; he couldn't rely on a single word from someone.
"Hmph! I knew you wouldn't easily let go of my girlfriend. Tell me, what have you done to her?" Lin Yifan curiously asked.
Zhou Jiajia's current state was more severe than Su Qingqing's; at least when he saw Su Qingqing, she still had subjective awareness, but Zhou Jiajia had nothing, causing him great heartache, worry, and fear.
"We didn't do anything to her, just gave her a specially made potion; once we have the ring, we'll give you the antidote, rest assured." The Archbishop reassured Lin Yifan.
There's no benefit in killing the hostage now; plus, he suspected Lin Yifan was deceiving him and that the ring's location might be false, so he couldn't drive Lin Yifan mad.
"Who are you trying to fool, do you take me for a three-year-old, easy to deceive?"
Lin Yifan rolled his eyes, sure that if he believed this absurd lie, he would become a laughingstock for the world.
Zhou Jiajia couldn't have just been given medicine; she might have been operated on or had something strange inflicted upon her.
"What does Mr. Lin mean by these words?" the Archbishop pretended to be puzzled while knowing full well.
"You know it in your hearts."
"I really don't know what Mr. Lin is talking about! We are so sincere, so kind, why can't Mr. Lin just trust us?"
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