Five sedans stopped at the entrance of Guyang Road Sub-bureau.
It was past eleven at night, the weather bitterly cold, and the station was nearly empty, adding to the desolation. Qiao Xia had been subjected to another round of brutal interrogation and, after fainting, was thrown back into her cell, unconscious.
Mu Liang led Gu Xiaowu outside, followed by six others, as they entered the Guyang Sub-bureau.
About a dozen people were inside, all busy handling various matters.
Perhaps it was the intense aura of Mu Liang that seemed to suggest they were there to stage a prison break, which sent shivers down the spines of those present. The night inspector was startled and, failing to recognize him, only sensed a cold and detached demeanor, imbued with an aura of utter ruthlessness, clearly there to cause trouble. He was momentarily overawed by their imposing presence.
Gu Xiaowu asked in a deep voice, "Where is Qiao Xia?"
