"That scene just now was… was it a coincidence?"
At the airport, in a cafe near the window.
A 28-inch silver suitcase was placed beside the table.
Dr. Promia, 35.
He looked at the mysterious young man in front of him.
He asked in surprise.
"Before I stop you.
"I noticed the young man.
"I then calculated the distance, weight, and the inertia of his body.
"A while ago.
"On the screen, I saw the surveillance footage of the hall on the first floor.
"I saw workers inspecting the circuit and running children."
John didn't answer Promia's question directly.
Instead, he spewed out some specious information.
His fingers dipped into the lemon water in the glass and drew out several calculations.
John knocked his fingers on the table.
He looked up at Promia, who was staring at him in shock.
He spread out his hands and said, "This is the situation. That's all."
