Shadow, who had just started up the stairs, suddenly noticed a figure flickering in the stairwell.
Shadow's eyes shifted. She stopped, slowly turned around, and asked, "Why do you suddenly care so much about our police officer?"
"She's actually a very lonely person." Muran said, "Today, I went to the police station and learned some things about her that no one else knew. You have nothing left to say to her!"
"I think the two of us have a lot in common, so I won't disturb you." Shadow gave a sly smile, then turned and headed upstairs.
Mirai did not think much of it and focused on studying the map.
Early in the morning, the first rays of sunlight spilled over the lake from the mountains.
One person's shadow stretched into the gently rippling lake.
The figure's pink forehead was already beaded with fine sweat as she stretched by the shore, seeming to incorporate a few martial arts movements as well.
In the morning, the birdsong was especially clear, as if it were awakening the sleeping land of Jingya.
Mirai slowly pushed open the iron gate of the villa courtyard. The fresh air made his body tremble. He liked the crisp morning air here, as well as the earthy scent of morning. It gave him a feeling of being detached from the world, with no desire to relax.
Watching the distant figure stretching with curiosity, Mirai thought for a moment before quietly walking over.
The person exercising by the river was Tang Lanlan. She was wearing a fitted tracksuit, which showed off her lovely figure.
Her slender waist bent forward and backward to the limit, as though she still possessed some basic dance training.
Suddenly, Tang Lanlan sensed a figure flash before her, and a pair of large hands directly