As soon as Chi Enen entered the kitchen, he immediately circled the desk and checked it again.
Hmm, it's new.
He climbed onto the chair, pulled open the drawer of the desk, which was empty. His thin lips pursed even tighter. His gaze shifted back to the silk four-piece set on the bed.
Could the benefits from the BBC Broadcasting Station's annual party be this good? Or could these have been won by a woman at the party raffle?
He jumped off the chair and, wearing slippers much too big for his age, clattered back to his room. Then he dug out a telescope from the toy box and ran back to the balcony. He picked up the telescope and looked outside.
"...No suspicious men."
After a round, he didn't see any suspicious people nearby.
He put away the telescope, muttering to himself, "Strange, there's definitely a man's scent in the house, how can there be no one? Could I really be overthinking it, and it was just a colleague of that woman who came over?"
