author:<small yasmola>
state:in the series
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In the interrogation room, Li Chunmei cried her eyes out, and kept complaining to the police.,The city walls lay broken, dilapidated and withered. Everywhere you looked, collapsed houses stood as silent witnesses to ruin. And the earth was covered in a carpet of shattered brick, a mosaic of broken pieces like autumn leaves, decaying silently.,Once a bustling dirt road, it is now eerily quiet.。