Night.
After the discussion dispersed, most people returned to their rooms.
This was the first time a death occurred in Community 17, casting a shadow over everyone's heart.
Lin Sizhi went to the outdoor area of the community. In the darkness, a flicker of sparks was faintly visible; it was Cao Haichuan smoking.
"Lawyer Lin, want a cigarette?" Cao Haichuan handed over a cigarette.
Lin Sizhi sat down on a nearby outdoor single sofa and waved his hand: "No, thanks. I don't smoke."
Cao Haichuan sighed: "Alright, you young people really smoke less and less.
"Originally, only Uncle Ding would occasionally join me, but now it's just me.
"Not smoking is good; smoking is harmful to health."
While speaking, Cao Haichuan took another deep drag, slightly turning his head away from Lin Sizhi, and exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Whew..."
He looked at the tall walls at the edge of the community: "I keep wondering, what would happen if we climbed over and ran to another community?"
