“Say, what was that with Kong Yun just now?” Lin Sanjiu asked, full of suspicion. Her light footsteps followed her voice as she climbed up the stairs. “When I offered her something to drink, what did her expression change?”
“Who knows?” Luther looked at the items that he was carrying, ”Maybe she kept cartons of water in her apartment and was afraid that we would snatch them from her if we found out.”
This was not implausible. Lin Sanjiu tried to recall if she had seen Kong Yun before, but she really had no impression of her. She fell silent for a few seconds listening to their soft footsteps which filled the stairway.
“Anyway, we have to be careful when we visit her later,” Marcie concluded.
They continued their conversation and made a turn. Finally, they saw the large number “38”. “We’re here.” Lin Sanjiu stood at the stairway exit. She inhaled lightly and pulled open the unlocked door. She took a step into the apartment.
