It felt like the kind of basement window with limited sunlight. Wang Zhong had a classmate who moved to the north after graduation and lived in these kinds of basements all day, often posting photos on social media and occasionally playing around with prison-themed jokes.,The sergeant said sternly, "Count, he is our commander, of course, we need his agreement. Count, what do you think about what I just said",Wang Zhong realized this was because the footsteps were coming from above his head, his hearing hadn't switched to an overhead perspective.。