The time of one stick of incense?
How long is that?
Zhao Di didn't dare to speak, and could only stare at Wan Qiang on the phone screen with pleading eyes.
[If you don't understand, just ask: How long is one stick of incense? ]
[What I'm saying is, can you use minutes and seconds to count? Otherwise, I really don't understand.]
Netizens are also asking.
Wan Qiang thought for three to five seconds to convert ancient and modern time, then whispered slowly, "Thirty minutes."
(Note: After checking relevant information, one stick of incense lasts from 30 to 60 minutes. This book sets it at 30 minutes.)
[Fuck, 30 minutes is just a blink of an eye! Zhaodi, run! Go to the police station!]
Others' time is money, but your time is life. Remember this in one word: run.
[Zhao Di, run quickly...]
【……】
On the live broadcast room's public screen, the words "Zhao Di, run!" were everywhere. Wan Qiang also spoke at the right time, "Get out of the door and run to the left."
Zhao Di was so frightened by her mother's appearance that her legs went weak, but after Wan Qiang finished speaking, she didn't know where she got the strength from, and she really ran out the door.
As she ran, Wan Qiang gave instructions.
"Turn right at the next intersection."
"Turn left after crossing the bridge."
"Go straight at the next intersection."
"See the police station? Go inside."
'Zhao Di' was like a puppet, doing whatever Wan Qiang said.
The number of online viewers in the live broadcast room had unknowingly reached 3,000 people. Seeing Zhaodi arrive at the police station safely, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
[We're here, it should be safe now.]
After she ran out of the door, my heart was in my throat, worried that something might happen to her.
Who isn't? Hey~~~
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