"Open storage unit thirteen," the person pushing the cart shouted through the walkie-talkie.
Storage unit thirteen was opened, and the cart was pushed in. Following that, Luo Zheng felt himself being rudely thrown onto a bed. A pair of large hands pressed down on his arms. Then, the handcuffs were unlocked, and the person with the cart left swiftly, calling the headquarters to close storage unit thirteen.
Luo Zheng slowly opened his eyes and surveyed his surroundings. The room was tiny, with a bed, a narrow passageway, and an adjacent squat toilet with a faucet. The bedding on the bed, which was somewhat smelly, was the only furniture, besides the steel-cast walls and a small ventilation duct on the ceiling.
