"Here's the corn juice you wanted." Through the narrow slot of the partition, Li Cheng tossed a can of drink into the cell.
Gray Rain, still reading the newspaper, didn't even look up. She caught the can, which was still beaded with condensation, with one hand, popped it open with a snap, and took a big gulp, letting out a satisfying "Ah~".
"This is what I call life." She said, shaking her head, "What do you want to ask?"
Li Cheng was well-prepared for this question. He immediately took out the pink children's backpack and the crayon drawing, asking, "Three questions. First, have you ever seen this backpack?
Second, the specific conditions of each room.
Third, has anyone ever successfully escaped from here before?"
