At the entrance of the Ma City First Detention Center, a young man in a worn white shirt stood there, looking around blankly.,Qin Chuan, already withered and emaciated, was covered with all sorts of pipes. Beside him stood a few people, including a middle-aged couple. Although both wore anxious expressions on their faces, Qin Chuan saw through their feigned worry to the cruelty lurking beneath.,Qin Lang glanced over, and Hu Li Rui immediately panicked, turning her head away. She even feigned sadness and wiped a tear from her eye.。