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Evening.
Xu Taining, wrapped in a quilt, had a good night's sleep in the hotel.
In that sleep, Xu Taining even found a hint of religious feeling—since he started undertaking investigations, sleep during these periods had become a profound mystery.
What was profound wasn't how long one slept, but whether one slept at all.
Think about it, when a unit has invested the next two or three years' budget into something, how could the leaders sleep soundly?
If leaders can't sleep, can the senior police officers in charge of the investigations just say "there's nothing of concern here" and hide away in a hotel for a good snore?
This time, Xu Taining could, because an incidental dissection case encountered along the investigation route had been smoothly concluded, eliminating most of his anxieties.
