However, what answered Wang Jinyun was a piece of ice-cold, dead silence like a grave. "Damn, Huang Chengjin, where is this brat? Come out..." Only the icy-cold echoes came from the distance, making people shiver.
"Plump, plump, plump!"
Wan Jinyun felt his heart beat faster again. He walked into the dark office anxiously. The electric tube shone in all directions, and all he could see was the empty table, chairs, and computer in the office center. They were lying quietly in all corners, with a gloomy and stifling atmosphere under the dim yellow beam of light of the electric tube.
Suddenly,
"Rutt, tut, tut, tut, tut."
Wan Jinyun heard the silence. Faint yet rhythmic machine work sounds could be heard all around the darkness.
God, the voice came from Huang Chengjin's manager's office,
