The late autumn night wind brushed against his face, with a touch of chill, making him shiver involuntarily.
Captain Zhou quickened his pace; after walking around for ten minutes, he found no abnormalities, and several alarms were all in normal operation, which slightly calmed his mood.
Back at the car, he opened the door and sat inside; he kept rubbing his hands due to the cold. This ghost weather had suddenly become so chilly for some reason.
But the next moment, he realized something was wrong because Xiao Li, sitting in the passenger seat, remained motionless, his face turned sideways, staring at the opposite window.
He nudged him, and immediately Xiao Li collapsed like a deflated balloon, falling straight back into his embrace.
Xiao Li's eyes were wide open, filled with bloodshot veins.
"Enemy attack!!"
