Hearing Jia Shu's question, the shadow replied softly, "Everything is normal."
On the other end of the communicator, Jia Shu "hmm" in acknowledgment but remained silent for a long time, without revealing his signature laughter.
Sensing something unusual about Jia Shu, the shadow asked, "What's wrong? Did the investigation last night not go smoothly?"
Jia Shu came back to his senses upon hearing this and said with a chuckle, "It went very smoothly. It's just... the outcome was a bit unexpected...."
....
At 10 a.m., in Yan Chen's Garden Villa in the City Center Garden.
That dimly lit study.
The desk lamp cast a dull yellow glow, the whole room was haze-filled, wisps of smoke entwining in the air, constantly rising and spreading over time.
Yan Chen was half-shrouded in darkness, the other half... with a hand holding a cigarette, he smoked and squinted, deep in thought.
Jia Shu stood in front of him without saying a word.
The room was immersed in an eerie silence.
