How did she get out?
The last time she entered this detective agency, Sister Qing had already vaguely felt it.
This time was no different, and the feeling was even clearer... as if she could temporarily forget all the troubles in the world and enjoy a moment of peace.
"Actually, you don't even need to be a detective. Business here would still be great, right?" Sister Qing lazily rested on the bar, watching the ice cubes play in her glass.
"It's because there's only one customer being received at a time that this place feels so quiet to you, Miss Chen. If there were more people, there would naturally be noise."
"I don't like crowded places," Sister Qing said, slightly tipsy.
Detective Luo said nothing. After setting down a small plate of cut fruit, he left the bar.
Sister Qing had no idea what he did after leaving. He seemed to have gone inside, and perhaps because of the alcohol, her thoughts had begun to slow.
After staying at the agency for the whole night, she was already mentally exhausted. Listening to the music from the old record player, she gradually fell asleep.
--...
--Even if hearts that understand each other chase after one another
--What a pity, every time I encounter love
--It cannot make me feel that I have finally encountered happiness
"...He talked himself up like he was so impressive, but the moment he was brought in, he shivered and was taken out again. I wonder if he even lasted three minutes."
"No way? That Brother Tian looked pretty tall and strong."
"Strong as in 'strong and stiff'!"
Laughter filled the chaotic lounge. Six or seven scantily dressed girls seemed completely at ease... but when the lounge broadcast came on, the girls still listened attentively.
It