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Boom!
A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, followed by the sound of thunder.
The sunny weather suddenly turned gloomy.
Jiang Yuan, clutching the USB drive, ran back to the Criminal Police Brigade's building, with Liu Jinghui closely following.
"I actually have earphones," Jiang Yuan sighed, leading Liu Jinghui back to the office.
Whish whish.
The downpour came suddenly, pelting against the glass with a rat-a-tat noise.
Jiang Yuan hurriedly closed the windows and turned on his computer.
Liu Jinghui found a spot to sit on his own, as if he were a guest, watching Jiang Yuan bustling about, feeling a deep sense of security.
"Would you like tea or coffee?" Jiang Yuan politely asked after closing the window.
"Tea," Liu Jinghui pondered for a moment.
Jiang Yuan fished out a bottle of "Tea π" from under his desk and placed it in front of Liu Jinghui.
The 40-year-old Liu Jinghui almost lost his composure.
