"Help! We are good citizens! We are the kind-hearted civilians who do good deeds!"
Shen Qingxi cried out weakly, prostrated against the iron bars.
All female agents from the Special Service Bureau are black-hearted!
That seemingly harmless Liu Zhihan, while saying "Please Miss Shen cooperate with us for a statement", duped and locked her up in this pitch-dark basement.
I have claustrophobia! I can't stand being in a dungeon!
After waking up and discovering that she was left unattended, Shen Qingxi started to make noise out of sheer boredom, sawing the wall with a circular saw.
"Quiet down a bit."
An impatient voice came from next door, Xia Yubing's.
Shen Qingxi pulled out a periscope and looked outside.
In Amber's cell, a coffin had already been laid out, complete with incense burner and black-and-white photographs.
