"We've been searching for a day and a night; no one has escaped from the cruise ship, and now it's sunk to 80 meters below the ocean's surface, and it's still sinking.
Divers can't reach that depth, and we'll need large equipment to salvage the sunken ship, which might... might take a few more days..."
A wind from the depths of Hell made everyone shiver with unease. In the finely decorated room, the air was filled with the scent of blood and slaughter...
Long Xiliang's eyes, like black jade, were pitch black. His pupils seemed like black holes that no light could penetrate.
His thin lips parted: "How could the cruise ship suddenly sink?"
Zhou Qi, as if drained of all energy, replied, "The cause is still under investigation; we are also unclear..."
"Haven't found Lu Xiaoyou's body, then she's not dead." The man's words carried a determined and fierce resolve.
