Bei Lun and the others arrived at the surveillance room and saw their colleagues playing cards at the door.
Pierre was a short man with blue eyes and golden hair. He was fairer than all the others, and had a sprinkle of freckles on his face. He was playing Skiptrace, the hottest game currently.
He seemed a little surprised to see them. He adjusted his large black-framed glasses and looked at the people before him. "Is it my turn to rest?"
When Bei Lun and the others saw Pierre's face, Ying Jieer was the first to lose his cool and asked, "How's the guy inside!"
"He's been very quiet. The reception inside is poor. I didn't go in there."
Bei Lun went forward and threw the door open.
There were four cameras in the room.
In the small room, there was a single bed.
Gu Mingye was lying on the single bed, tied up tightly. His eyes were shut and he did not move.
