Most of the storm's effects had passed.
The various municipal departments were working hard on disaster relief, and the notices suspending school and work had been rescinded.
I had to go to work as usual and report to the demolition office.
But I couldn't just sit by and do nothing about You Jing's situation.
To put it grandly, it was for the sake of justice. In truth, I was simply choosing the course of action that made me feel better. I sympathized with You Jing and loathed her younger sister, even though both of them had been victims of their parents' brutality and had also harmed their parents in turn.
At work, I found a chance to call Wu Ling.
Wu Ling had a phone of her own. I'd watched her take it out of a box at the firm, along with some of her documents. She'd given me her number that day, and we'd exchanged contact information.
In that regard, Wu Ling was leagues ahead of Gu Mo and Nangong Yao. Even after hearing Chen Xiaoqiu's analysis and learning that the people from Greenleaf treated me differently because of their differing approaches, I still preferred to contact Wu Ling and accept the goodwill she offered.
Wu Ling was quite surprised when she heard what had happened in my dream.
"...So we got it wrong back then. Hmm. Nangong did see something, but that vague sort of 'seeing' was hard to connect with the truth. We didn't take any drastic measures at the time, but we didn't investigate further, either." Wu Ling sounded regretful. Then she changed the subject. "I understand. I'll go with the others to look at the original site in the old Iron Alley neighborhood."
Hearing Wu Ling promise that, I felt much more at ease.
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