"You said someone intruded into your place last night. What did you mean by that?"
Vincent was sitting across Zhang Heng, and seemed to be very uncomfortable and nervous.
"To be honest, I don't know what happened as well. I slept early last night, and I was half-asleep when I woke up in the middle of the night all of a sudden. I saw that the windows were open, and a shadowy figure was standing beside it. His back faced me, and it appeared that he was searching for something in my drawer."
"What made you think that he was looking for something?" asked Zhang Heng while pointing at the poetry book that he found on the carrack.
