"Give me the phone." Yang Xiao took the phone, thought for a moment, and dialed directly.
They held their breath. The call went through, but it rang for a long time until it automatically disconnected; no one answered.
As the call disconnected, Yang Xiao and Jiang Qingluan's expressions changed. They understood that something must have happened. This phone was extremely important and Zhou Mingxiao would never part with it.
Either their group is trapped, or someone has died.
"What should we do now?" Jiang Qingluan was somewhat anxious.
"Don't panic, let's go back first." Yang Xiao made a decision.
"Where to?"
"Of course Rongjin Building. It's simply too late to rush to Xinmin Middle School now, and even if we could get there, we definitely wouldn't make it back before dark." Xinmin Middle School and the newly relocated village they're currently in are at opposite ends of the city, very far apart, with inconvenient transportation.
