"Hello, Mr. Peace, Wu Chang told me before that you would contact me, I didn't expect it to be so soon. Do I need to repeat what I said to Wu Chang earlier?"
Wu Chang: "No need, and I've already entered the special refuge where you are, Shelter 88, right?"
"Huh?" Fang Hui was stunned, he looked at the time on his phone, it had been less than 20 minutes since he hung up on Wu Chang.
"Is this what a professional is like, so efficient."
Wu Chang said: "Do you know where you're being held in the shelter?"
Fang Hui hesitated for a moment, seemingly observing his surroundings, then he said:
"I'm not sure where I am, when I came in, my head was covered with a sack, I can only be certain that I'm being held in a stone building, the interior decor is very old-fashioned, possibly an ancient building."
"The windows are full of fog, I can't see further outside, can't provide more information."
