Someone spoke up, and only then did the others seem to come back to their senses. They looked at one another in bewilderment.
The voices downstairs grew much louder, and more people appeared below.
The teenagers were all at a loss, looking around blankly.
Before long, someone rushed upstairs. Seeing the group of bewildered teenagers, they anxiously began asking questions.
Everything descended into chaos.
Cai Lin was dazedly dragged away by his elders and subjected to several rounds of questioning.
The police also arrived later to investigate what had happened.
No one noticed the incense on the rooftop. The teenagers stammered incoherently, so the adults assumed the children had been fooling around and accidentally fallen from the building.
The family of that boy, Shikang, wept themselves hoarse, but they had no other thoughts.
My mind wasn't on this matter.
The whole thing was suspicious, as if it had been a premeditated murder. However, the premeditation itself was strange. I didn't know what that incense was, but its effects should have been similar to alcohol or marijuana, making people delirious and overly excited. In that state, an accident might happen, but it wasn't inevitable. If it had been planned, what exactly had been planned?
I only thought about this matter briefly. Most of my thoughts were focused on this world.
I had already realized that something was wrong with this place.
Day and night were extremely indistinct here. When it was dark, the sky was shrouded in gray; when it was light, the sky was still shrouded in gray. The sky seemed to remain the same all the time. The people here seemed accustomed to this kind of weather, keeping the lights on for long periods and maintaining the brightly lit appearance of a city.
The city wasn't large or prosperous,