The result was as he had anticipated.
A third body had appeared in this dim underground; it seemed to belong to someone quite young.
Just then, Gu Mian saw another person, who had been hiding behind the entrance, suddenly rush out. Just as he prepared to confront the rushing figure, he saw the person slide past him, sticking close to the wall, like a rat frantically scurrying along the wall in the darkness.
The short young man was dashing towards the wellhead at great speed along the wall, his mouth agape to an exaggerated degree. Even though Gu Mian couldn't hear him, he knew how loud the man's voice must be—
"Murder! Help me!"
With a voice that loud in an underground tunnel, the group at the wellhead would have certainly heard.
