The familiar room, the familiar people.
In the dead of night, Yang Jian stood in the room looking out the window, narrating the series of recent events.
All of this seemed like a story — thrilling, terrifying, exciting... but even more fascinating than a story, because this existed in reality, and Yang Jian was the protagonist of this story, recounting everything he had experienced.
Yang Jian's narration was detailed, detailed to every single aspect, making listeners feel as if they were there themselves.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin were sitting at the desk, continuously recording everything with pens.
The rustling sound of writing echoed in the quiet room.
The two remained silent, focusing on their work.
