Song Yi's hand tightened around the phone instantly.
She had just hung up; Tang Si and the others couldn't possibly come out this quickly.
A cold chill inexplicably shot up from the soles of her feet, making her back feel icy.
Song Yi licked her lips and mechanically turned her head to look out the window.
Outside was empty; in the pitch-black night, only the streetlights lit the ground, and there was no one near the police station.
Song Yi pressed her lips together and huddled in her seat, saying nothing, not daring to open the door.
"Knock knock knock—" The sinister and strange knocking sound came again.
Song Yi leaned against the back of the chair, her fox-like eyes anxiously scanning the outside of the car window.
Her hand clutched her clothes tightly, her palms covered in a thin layer of cold sweat.
"Who is it?"
This time, Song Yi spoke out to ask.
This place isn't far from the police station; surely no one would dare act recklessly here.
