Lin Qingwei dragged over a stool and carefully sat down beside the door.
He kept watch over the movements outside and inside the room, ready to run at the first sign of anything abnormal.
Danger.
Deathly silence.
In an environment like this.
The unbearable torment made every passing minute feel stretched endlessly. His mental exhaustion made him want to rest, but his terror dragged him back to the reality that he could lose his life at any moment.
Rest?
What a wonderful luxury.
Time passed second by second. His phone had no signal and could not be turned on, so naturally, he had no way to check the time.
But according to his estimate.
Two hours should have passed already.
Damn it!
There had not been the slightest sound outside for so long.
He was in the central urban district. In theory, the rescue teams should have arrived long ago!
Could they all be dead?
The ominous premonition made him anxious.
He instinctively took out a cigarette, but only dared to hold it between his lips without lighting it.
"Damn!"
He cursed silently.
He rubbed his hair irritably.
Perhaps he should go to the window and take a careful look at what was happening outside.
Although the curtains in the room were not drawn.
He could see the empty sky and the high-rises opposite through the window, but he had not gone over to examine the scene outside. He was worried that some hidden ghost might notice him.
But in this situation, he could not keep waiting forever, could he?
Actually.
After staying there for such a long time.
His stomach was hungry, and his mouth was dry.
He had gone out early that morning.
He had not eaten breakfast.
Nor had he drunk much water.
He could put off