In front of them was a sea of flames.
Song Zhizhi and Ji Baijian stared at the scene unfolding before them.
In the next moment, Song Zhizhi flung open the car door without hesitation.
"Song Zhizhi!" Ji Baijian reached out.
But by that time, Song Zhizhi had already gotten out of the car and was running toward the police vehicle.
The police inside the car had begun smashing the glass desperately, struggling to escape and put out the flames on their bodies by rolling around on the ground.
Yet Nie Wenzhi inside the car wasn't struggling at all.
Sitting in the back seat of the police car, her face distorted as she watched the dancing flames in front of her. She seemed impervious to the pain, allowing herself to be engulfed by the fire within.
Song Zhizhi gritted her teeth, preparing to rush into the fire.
She couldn't let Nie Wenzhi die just like that, dying in vain.
There were so many questions she still had, so much she wanted to know!