"Miss Luo... Miss Luo... Miss Luo..."
Liu Yulong, stooping low, called out repeatedly, remembering the movies where policemen would move forward, dodging obstacles for cover, so he mimicked them, jumping from place to place.
After fifteen minutes, he hadn't found anyone, yet he was exhausted, wrinkling his nose and panting heavily through his open mouth, his heart full of worry. He had almost searched through the factory, could it be... something had happened?
Thinking this, he didn't bother resting and continued crawling inch by inch forward, finally fixing his gaze on several tightly closed doors.
He had delivered goods to this factory before, and he knew that behind these small doors were stored motors, which had already been moved out. Could it be Miss Luo accidentally got locked inside?
"Miss Luo, are you inside?"
He knocked on each door, pressing his ear against them to listen carefully. After a round, still getting nowhere, he turned and walked out.
