"Arriving at the highest floor of the Grand Building, the third floor."
Zhou Li stretched, took a deep breath, and then almost spat it out.
"Damn Bai Hong, that Lao Deng never bothers to clean up."
With his nose covered, looking at the battlefield he left behind, Zhou Li muttered with a strange expression, "The central city's luxury building's bathroom exploded, and he doesn't repair it? Is he that poor? Can't he even embezzle that amount of money?"
"Did you call us up here just to show us this battlefield?"
Pinching her nose, Tang Wan said nonchalantly, "I've had my fill of Beiliang's, but this is indeed my first-time seeing one in Shangjing."
Zhou Li shook his head, walked to the door previously visited by Chun Se, and kicked it in, shattering the wooden door. The room where the dream started looked the same as before, with the messy bed, broken wooden windows, and the traces left by the shedding of a giant snake.
"Is this the crime scene?"
