Zhang Bo was very surprised.
"That means..."
Zhang Bo took a deep breath.
"Someone really picked up the lotus leaf I threw out of the trash can."
"Uh..."
Unwilling to give up, Zhuge Yun rummaged through the trash can again.
Nothing.
He had already seen the bottom of the trash can.
He pursed his lips.
Then pulled his hand out.
After standing there in a daze for a while, Zhuge Yun stuck his hand out from beneath the umbrella and let the rain wash over it.
"What we casually speculated about earlier..."
"Actually came true..."
"Heh heh."
Zhao Luzheng found this matter too incredible.
Would someone really do something like this?
Pick a lotus leaf out of a trash can after someone else had thrown it in...
A lotus leaf, no less...
It wasn't some jewelry, diamonds, gold, or pearls...
It was just a lotus leaf.
Was there really any need to rummage through a trash can and pick it out in the pitch-black night, with heavy rain pouring down?
"Eldest Brother."
Zhuge Yun pulled his hand back.
He shook it vigorously.
Then looked at Zhang Bo.
"When you threw away the lotus leaf, did you notice anyone following or watching you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Yun waved at Xiao Xiao.
Then he opened his own umbrella.
The rain was so heavy that sharing one umbrella between two people would be a little difficult.
Zhang Bo knitted his brows tightly.
He tried hard to recall.
Although it had only happened a short while ago...
But...
He shook his head.
"I don't know."
"You saw it yourselves."
"How heavy this rain is."
The rain was now falling with nearly the same intensity as when he had come back earlier.
He felt even