Guo Nansheng's three minutes evidently underestimated the speed; the official response was extremely fast. In less than two minutes, the place was already surrounded by a tight net.
"Zhou Wang, answer me, are you the seventh person?"
Guo Nansheng could no longer maintain his previous composure. He glanced at the top of the 56th floor, his face becoming anxious. He tightly gripped what seemed to be a remote control lighter and took a step forward, questioning Zhou Wang for the second time.
"I... what if I say I don't know?"
Zhou Wang paused briefly, ultimately unable to respond in any other way but helplessly.
"Don't know?"
Guo Nansheng waited for a long time, never expecting to hear such an answer from Zhou Wang.
His face began to distort, seemingly unable to comprehend, "Why is it 'don't know'? I just want a truth, why... why is it so difficult?!"
