Gu Qili densely covered the wall with words, rubbing them off with her sleeve before continuing to write. Soon, her piece of chalk was worn down, and she was too tired to keep her eyes open.
Just then, the police came to take her for interrogation, and once again she was led into the interrogation room.
This time, six or seven people were sitting opposite her, two of whom looked like police leaders, sitting at the back with serious expressions, just listening.
The content of the interrogation was the same old story, starting with her name and age. She had to repeatedly answer them until the police mentioned the details of the case again, at which point she shut her mouth and stopped responding.
Those two leader-like figures were clearly dissatisfied, which made the interrogators restless, and their tone became harsher.
Gu Qili kept reciting words in her mind, almost ignoring those paranoid questions.
