Liang Ximing followed beside Shen Feihu, gloating over Shen's rare failure.
Serves him right!
Xu Qigang, focused, didn't think to observe the President's expression. He glanced at the time; it was nearly noon. Calculating that he couldn't afford to waste more time here, he urged Shen Feihu, "President, don't linger here any longer. Go check on the interrogation results over there."
"Alright then!" Shen Feihu guessed nothing valuable would be found, so he turned to leave.
Xu Qigang stood at attention and bid farewell to the President; his gaze inadvertently swept past a clump of dry grass in the courtyard. Everywhere else the grass was lush and green, but only there did it appear yellow and decayed.
Xu Qigang quickly walked over, and upon parting the dry grass, he discovered an old well against the wall. The well was an ancient one, descending into the deep darkness below.
"Captain, what's the matter?"
"Find someone small to go down and take a look."
