"By the way... yesterday, there was an explosion near Freedom Hall, did you hear about it?"
Zhou Jiren swirled his glass, asking with a low chuckle.
"Hmm..."
Zhao Xilai responded in a languid tone.
"Gu Shen, that kid, has been rather unlucky recently… he went to the hall for a concert, and ended up encountering a bomb arranged by Xiao." Mr. Shu said regretfully, "Tell me, how could such a coincidence happen?"
"The ways of the world are unpredictable; there's no such thing as a coincidence that can't make a good story."
"I also like to attend concerts at Freedom Hall." Knowing that Mr. Shu was beating around the bush, trying to probe his stance on the meeting between Lu Nanzhi and Ye Ningqiu, Zhao Xilai replied crisply, "It's a nice place, classical, elegant, with great acoustics."
He emphasized the last three words.
"Although I don't know why you would like that kind of place..." Zhou Jiren understood and chuckled, "but I still want to say, good for you if you like it."
