Enfield Building.
The underground interrogation room.
At that time, the night completely shrouded every corner of the land, and only the cicadas on the trees were singing in the quiet night.
On the dark and damp underground corridor of the Enfield Building, the white light from the moon couldn't get in but the cool wind whizzed past the corridor joyfully, like a group of happy ghosts running at night.
There was an interrogation room relatively large guarded with an iron door. A dim incandescent lamp sed as a light source for the room.
It was supposed to be a quiet night, but at this moment, the sound of wailing filled the entire basement.
"Ahhh...my...my leg..."
"Help! My eyes are going blind..."
"Team leader... where are you...team leader..."The man who was called the team leader had dull eyes at this moment, his mouth was slightly opened and he was leaning against the wall in disbelief.