"Let's sleep together tonight."
Trist was stunned by Lu Ban's words.
In the upper circles of Ruined City, some wealthy people did indeed have unspeakable tastes, including fencing with handsome young men.
As a respectable detective, Trist had taken on similar investigation jobs in Ruined City, of course helping wealthy women collect evidence of their husbands' affairs.
Could Lu Ban have that sort of interest too?
They said the stronger and more muscular a man was, the more he liked that kind of thing. Some even preferred to be the one lying down.
No way?
Trist immediately grew wary.
"Can't you sleep in your own room?"
"If we sleep together, we can look after each other if anything happens during the night."
Lu Ban spoke with righteous conviction.
The quilt had already been placed beside Trist's bed.
"Besides, don't you find it strange? They clearly invited us to the wedding, yet they won't let us into the house. The Hai family's mansion is so spacious—there must be guest rooms. This is outrageous!"
Lu Ban sounded like a resentful wife complaining that a longtime friend had gotten married without inviting her first.
"Now that you mention it, that is strange..."
Trist stroked his chin.
"But that still doesn't mean you have to sleep in the same bed as me, does it?"
He finally caught on.
"What if a female ghost climbs into your bed while you're asleep? What if you can't control yourself?"
Lu Ban spread out the quilt and prepared to take off his clothes.
"???"
Trist edged toward the corner.
"Why are you taking off your clothes?"
He instinctively pulled the gun from beneath his pillow.
"Do you sleep in your overcoat? Relax. Don't worry. This bed is big enough. If we squeeze in, two people can lie down