Hearing the sudden sound from the intercom, Wei Kang, who did not believe in ghosts, almost threw the receiver away. He thought he'd heard a voice that belonged to ghosts. He thought perhaps he was hallucinating, the source being his own sorrows. However, when he saw Gao Ke's equally astonished face, he knew this was no hallucination.
"Xiao Zhang… Zhang Zian? Are you really Zhang Zian?" Wei Kang asked again, his heart beating so fast it could almost jump out of his chest. He nervously awaited his answer.
Gao Ke also had his mouth open out of shock and put his ear to the other side of the walkie-talkie, listening equally nervously.
