By around 5:30 p.m., the time had come.
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In the restaurant on the hotel's sixth floor, when they saw that their target had more or less finished eating, Captain Huang, Wu Yong, and Ming Wan'er exchanged glances. Then they all stood up and walked over, ready to strike up a conversation.
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As the three approached the table somewhat nervously, a troublesome little girl was slowly wiping her small hands with a napkin. She blinked her beautiful green eyes at the three people who had stopped in front of her.
"Ahem!"
"Um..."
Once they reached the table, Captain Huang took a deep breath and forced a stiff smile he thought was as kind as could be. Ignoring the wrinkles bunching around his eyes, he asked with a fawning grin:
"Excuse me..."
"Little girl, would you mind if we sat here?"
"You don't mind, do you?"
That was what he said, and his manner seemed quite respectful. Yet as he asked, he and his two colleagues had already gently pulled out the chairs beside him, clearly intending to sit down.
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Annie merely looked up at them, but in the end, she said nothing.
Tilting her head, she studied the three of them. Her gaze lingered for a moment on Wu Yong's chest, and the corner of her mouth lifted in the faintest hint of a smile.
There was no doubt about it: she recognized all three of them. She had even helped them before. As for the man who had spoken, she had seen him two or three times at this hotel. He seemed to be from that so-called Pollution Control Bureau, too.
So she could guess, more or less, why the three of them had come looking for her now.
After all, she had