Three meters above the rooftop surface was made of high-strength, transparent glass.
At this moment, it seemed to be covered with densely packed people.
At a glance, there were prints of feet of various sizes.
A strong smell of Formalin faintly wafted through the air.
This substance is typically used for preservation.
Commonly seen in corpse preservation or in the storage of live specimens.
A bad feeling arose in the hearts of the three, who held their weapons tightly and quickly made their way upward.
Reaching the doorway to the twenty-fourth floor, Sun Jingtao raised his hand and then pressed his head against the fire door.
He immediately stood up, more cautious and signaled the other two with his eyes, "No one inside, but be careful of a ruse and ambush."
Ye Qing and Zhao Pengfei nodded.
Sun Jingtao took a deep breath and opened the door.
He looked around for a second with his gun raised and found no guards.
