Indeed, when they were about to reach the toll station, Tan Yalan took out a white handkerchief.
Without waiting for Gu Qingjiu to put up a resistance, she placed it over Gu Qingjiu's nose and mouth.
Gu Qingjiu, who had been sober for a short time, fell unconscious once again.
After God knows how long, Gu Qingjiu woke up again and found herself in a place with dim lighting.
She was lying face down on something soft. And she no longer had ropes around her.
Opening her eyes, her surroundings were dark and it had an oppressive vibe.
Gu Qingjiu couldn't see anything.
Either the lights were off or she was locked in someplace like a basement.
She crawled up and felt a sore sensation in her wrists from having been tied up for a long time.
As she was rubbing her wrists, someone suddenly pushed open the door in the left corner of the room, bringing light inside.
With a 'thud' sound, someone turned on the lights.