The shadows receded, and Gao Ming and Zhu Miaomiao returned to the real world.
As the rain fell on her, Zhu Miaomiao, who clutched the fire axe, suddenly sat down on the ground, her tense nerves only relaxing at this moment.
Not having put on a raincoat and hood, Zhu Miaomiao looked blankly at Building No. 4. Not long before, ten investigators had gathered at the entrance of the building, but now only two were left. They had all received training together at the Investigation Bureau, and those vivid faces were still etched in her mind.
"They're not dead, just lost on the other side of the world," Gao Ming, who was a psychological counselor, perceived what Zhu Miaomiao was thinking at a glance, "They will survive in that Shadow World, and we need to quickly pull ourselves together, become stronger, and then go to that Shadow World to bring them home."
