The remnant sun was like blood, like a crimson veil covering the top of the building.

Liang Zhe has been sitting in the car for more than ten hours, except for getting out of the car to eat and go to the toilet, he has maintained a posture of holding his cheek with one hand and looking out of the car window, his neck is sore, his eyes are swollen, and there is a needle in his brain that is stirring the nerves, and there are bursts of throbbing pain. When it was finally time to get off work, he slapped his cheek a few times to wake himself up from his lethargy, his eyes fixed on the exit of the building, looking for a suspicious target.

At 6:05, the rush hour came as scheduled, the crowd poured out of the building like flowing water, and the sound of commotion came into Liang Zhe's ears across the road, making him really feel the restless emotions of the people, young men and women, wearing different clothes

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