"Maybe it was blown here by the wind," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile.
"Do y'all remember?" A lumberjack said in a low voice, "The storyteller in town once told a story about these white paper cranes. He said that a very mysterious organization likes to use paper cranes to relay information. Ren Xiaosu, is there anything written on it?"
Ren Xiaosu tightened his fist and said with a smile, "There's nothing on it. That storyteller must have made that story up. Why would anyone use paper cranes to relay information?"
"That's true." Everyone heard what Ren Xiaosu said and did not question him any further.
But Ren Xiaosu was actually startled to hear that. He had a feeling that the "mysterious organization" might just turn out to be real.
But how could an organization like this let him intercept their means of communication so easily?
Could it be a coincidence? Or was it intentionally arranged?
