Two days later, inside that abandoned house.
A hand moved a pen pressing down on a note, then tore the note away.
"Waiting... for the signal?"
...
"So this is the Second Camp..." Wang Lin's voice suddenly sounded from within the bushes. She used a knife to part the leaves in front of her, looking ahead with some excitement.
By now it was already evening, and in the dim light, everything in the Second Camp seemed to become blurred.
Under the tall barbed wire, a team of armed guards patrolled past with serious expressions.
Not far away was an observation tower, and as the spotlight suddenly lit up on it, two human shadows and the dark muzzles of guns appeared in view.
The slowly moving spotlight soon approached this patch of bushes, and a hand immediately reached out from behind, grabbing Wang Lin's collar and pulling her back.
"Ah!"
