His name is Chen Gang, and everyone in the gang calls him that. No one has called him by his real name for three years.
After he disappeared online, he destroyed the only mobile phone he could use to contact the outside world. From that day on, he no longer existed in the police files.
Until a young man who repaired the radio showed up and used a seven-letter code to reconnect his line that had been disconnected for almost a year. One of them is named Chen Gang and the other is Xu Wen.
In those late nights when they couldn't tell their real names, they exchanged information and human feelings. He called him by his real name in his sleep, and he stayed all night without mentioning anything.
But in this abyss, there may not be an echo when a signal is sent out. All they can do is ask the question again and again in the darkness - "Are you still alive?"
Then wait. Waiting for an echo that I don't know if it will come back.
This is a story about lurking, waiting, and acknowledging each other's presence. How do you recognize your own people when you can't even use their names?
Purpose: Justice is never a person's lone courage