The next thing they had to do was to pack for their long journey.
At the end of the meet, Su Mo dragged Lu Chen straight to the Cast Iron Room. Standing before the tightly shut door, she frowned, sensing an unusual smell, especially considering people said the shop hadn't been opened for a long time.
"I'll go take a look," Su Mo said bluntly as she broke the lock and bent down to crawl inside.
The scene before her sent a shock through her heart—all over the walls and the floor were large patches of dried, darkened blood. She glanced at the machines scattered on the ground and was almost certain that the Cast Iron Man had met with disaster.
"What happened here?" Su Mo crouched on the ground, picking up the card swipe machine, whose screen was now shattered like a spider web.
She stood up, shaking the machine gently. Nearly a month had passed, yet it still had some battery left.