The next day.
Some time in the morning.
Ma Xufei woke up groaning, "Aiyo, my waist, it hurts so bad!"
This groaning voice woke up everyone else in the room. All of them saw Ma Xufei, who was lying on the floor, get up while clutching his waist as he moved about stiffly.
Wang He yawned. "What time is it?"
Zhang Ye, who was lying on the table, also woke up. "It's light out?"
Suddenly, the door to the "little dark room" opened.
The bureau chief came in with a smile. "Alright, pack it up, you guys are free to go."
Zhang Ye was taken aback. "Huh?"
Wang He was also surprised. "We can go?"
Ma Xufei was stunned. "Aren't we getting detained?"
He Kui rubbed his eyes in a daze. "What? Have we been sleeping for seven days and seven nights?"
Old Wang said, "Pfft, are you a pig? Sleeping for seven straight days!"
