The next morning, the first person to arrive at Qin Ran's temporary residence was not the makeup artist, but Aike De.
After a rapid knock at the door, Qin Ran saw an increasingly... disheveled Aike De.
That was right, disheveled.
His already greasy hair had long become a bird's nest. His chin was covered in stubble, and his suit was wrinkled. The appearance he had tidied up when serving as the temporary host had not only returned to its original state, but become even worse—just like the excitement in his eyes.
"We succeeded!"
The moment he saw Qin Ran, Aike De said this.
Of course Qin Ran knew they had succeeded.
The constant appearances of information about "Reversal Energy" on his retina were the most direct proof, far surpassing any method of gathering and analyzing intelligence.
"Mm."
Qin Ran nodded faintly.
"You knew already?"
"You could predict that too?"
Aike De froze.
The deputy station director looked at Qin Ran with growing astonishment.
Instinctively, the deputy station director guessed that someone had informed Qin Ran beforehand, but he immediately shook his head.
Because Qin Ran was staying somewhere he had arranged.
Simply put, he knew Qin Ran's movements here like the back of his hand.
Before coming over, the manager of this apartment had told him in detail about Qin Ran's return the previous night.
It was not as though no one else had visited, but among those who had, none could possibly have known more than he did.
Besides, Qin Ran did not even have a phone. No one could have called to tell him.
After discarding those guesses, only one possibility remained in the deputy station director's mind: Qin Ran's identity.
A Spirit Medium!
Before meeting Qin Ran, Aike De would never have believed in such an identity.