Of course, there was a question now.
If she hadn't come back so quickly to catch him, why had Chief Yuan returned so soon?
Fu Qian glanced at Yuan Shan and thought he'd found the answer.
She was wearing the very outfit from the display window.
The shoes and makeup went well with it, too. They weren't brand-new, though—she'd clearly rushed back to put it on.
"I just browsed around a little. This one seemed pretty nice."
Yuan Shan had noticed him looking. Her face flushed slightly as she explained.
"It looks good."
Fu Qian didn't have the bad habit of mocking other people's tastes. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed her a silver-white pistol.
"Take a look."
"...It really is nice."
Yuan Shan seemed a little surprised that Fu Qian remembered. She caught the pistol.
The next moment, she didn't hold back. She struck a few stylish poses in front of the mirror, playing with it, and gave the same verdict.
"Oh, I just remembered something else. I think you'll find it interesting."
As though something had just occurred to her, she looked at Fu Qian with a grin.
"Late last night, a bunch of thugs robbed the biggest casino in Night Holy Capital."
"No one knows how they pulled it off."
"And since there were no signs of anything supernatural at the scene, the police from half of Night Holy Capital were forced to get up in the middle of the night and work overtime."
What a crazy team.
Yuan Shan's news left Fu Qian marveling for a moment.
No need to ask—it had to be the work of Midas's team.
Those gamblers had actually gone ahead with such an outrageous plan just a few hours after running into a mysterious figure like him.
Midas certainly