"Wounded?"
Baili Pangpang froze.
"Didn't you notice? His left foot was giving him trouble when he walked. He probably twisted it. His arm was stiff when he put down the umbrella too. Though he tried hard to hide it, anyone observant could tell at a glance," Lin Qiye said slowly.
"Could he have slipped because the roads were too slick in the rain?"
"...That was possible."
After a long silence, Lin Qiye rose from beneath the eaves, opened a black umbrella, and headed straight out the door. "I'm going out. I'll be back soon."
Lin Qiye passed through the open iron gate and turned the corner of the alley. He lightly pressed a hand into the void, and a Red-eyed Black Shadow rose from the rain, placing one hand over his chest and bowing slightly.
"Caregiver Black Pupil is at your service."
"I want to see everything that happened along this road within the past half hour," Lin Qiye said calmly.
Black Pupil nodded. His body immediately turned into a shadow and clung to Lin Qiye. A crimson eye suddenly opened between Lin Qiye's brows.
The crimson eye overlaid what it saw onto Lin Qiye's retina. Fragments of the past sped before him like a videotape playing in reverse.
Old Man Liu's figure backed out through the iron gate, retreating all the way into the misty rain.
Dressed in casual clothes and holding a black umbrella, Lin Qiye walked calmly down the rain-soaked road. Beneath the brim of his umbrella, a crimson eye glimmered faintly.
At last, in a corner two streets away, he spotted several unusual figures.
They were four or five fierce-looking middle-aged men in their early thirties. Their shoulders bore either tattoos or vicious scars. Cigarettes dangling from their mouths, they strode aggressively toward the alley where