Shang Qi glanced at the girl lying on the ground, unable to move, and tried calling her twice, but she showed no response.
"I'll call someone to come and take a look first."
Shang Qi made a phone call to Du Pei.
Du Pei, nowhere to be found, arrived reeking of alcohol and perfume, but he was quite sober.
"What the heck?" Du Pei pointed at the pitch-black surroundings, "Meeting me here, you're not planning to succumb to your baser instincts and have your way with me, are you?"
Shang Qi: "..."
Chuzheng: "..."
Shang Qi pointed at the person on the ground, "See what's wrong with her."
Du Pei looked in the direction Shang Qi was pointing, and two seconds later, nervously asked, "Shang Qi, you didn't do anything, did you? Digging a hole to bury a body costs a lot!! I mean, I wouldn't do such a thing!"
"No. She was like this when I arrived."
"Oh." Du Pei let out a sigh of relief, "Then call 120. Why call me here? Do I look like a doctor who exercises daily kindness?"
