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"Sign here, and you can leave,"
a military police officer handed Li Yan a form.
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Outside the door.
Judy sat on a long bench, wrapped in a red woolen coat, occasionally glancing at the clock on the wall.
"Why hasn't he come out yet?"
She muttered, and Li, sitting beside her, could only comfort her, "It'll be soon, it can't be delayed by more than a few minutes."
"..."
Judy barely suppressed her impatience and began to size up the man and woman who were also waiting for Li Yan.
The man looked to be in his early thirties, wearing a handmade Austin Reed suit and a Patek Philippe on his wrist, his eyes bright and posture erect. He checked the clock more often than Judy, pacing back and forth in the corridor, appearing somewhat restless.
The other was an elegant woman in a white Permont casual outfit, her long, straight hair styled into a low ponytail with hanging bangs, sitting leisurely on the opposite bench, reading a newspaper.
