In a large room, a swath of people sat densely packed: uniformed police officers, the same group of men from room 209, and of course, a few women with disheveled clothes.
The men from room 209, however, wore looks of disdain; such affairs were presumably nothing new to them.
"What's your name?" a police officer asked Xu Chaomu.
"Xu Chaomu," she replied.
The officer took notes on a piece of paper at great speed, as Xu Chaomu glanced over and saw the foreman had also arrived, looking terrified.
Xu Chaomu was very anxious inside. The river was cold and dark, and Yu Weiwei must be suffering...
Not long ago, during that downpour in the mountains, she too had tumbled into a culvert from the slope, drenched through and nearly drowned.
That sensation was excruciating; it was a suffocating pain, as if her chest were blocked by a stone.
She remembered in the culvert, she almost thought she was dead, but then, Shen Chi had rescued her.