The training severely delayed Mo Shangjun's investigation.
Nevertheless, she didn't set her heart on investigating and instead leisurely spent the afternoon.
By six o'clock, it had already grown dark, and the rain had also stopped.
Mo Shangjun arrived at the cafeteria punctually.
With the arrival of the new instructor, various rules were introduced, and no one but the instructors was allowed to speak in the cafeteria. So, when the trainees arrived and got their food, the whole process was quiet.
Although it was quiet, Mo Shangjun found it a bit too much and felt that the fun of eavesdropping was missing.
Duan Zimu, with his meal, sat down across from Mo Shangjun.
"Congratulations."
Picking up his chopsticks with no rush, Duan Zimu spoke to Mo Shangjun.
They were using a table specifically left aside for conversations, with hardly anyone around, so nobody could hear Duan Zimu speaking clearly.
"Hmm?" Mo Shangjun raised her eyes.
"First, we won this week," Duan Zimu said.
