Out-of-Print Dirt

As Lin Hai's final words fell, the living room went quiet for several seconds, with only the faint ambient sounds of the city outside reaching their ears.

Peter was the first to snap out of it. His eyes went wide, and he sprang up from the sofa. "So those miniature cameras...

Lin! The ultra-long-lasting, high-definition concealed cameras you had Harry and me make back then were meant to record this entire process, right?! Good thing we've known each other long enough, and Harry and I know you well enough. If it had been anyone else, they'd definitely have thought you were some pervert with a creepy voyeurism fetish!"

His voice cracked slightly with excitement. Their previous guesses were one thing; hearing Lin Hai confirm it in person was another.

Harry frowned. His focus had always differed from Peter's. "Lin, are you saying Hamil's divination let you foresee that Tony Stark would be attacked in Afghanistan?"

Although Gwen was more familiar with Lin Hai's abilities and way of doing things, she still could not hide her surprise after hearing his precise answer. Unlike Peter, though, she merely looked at her boyfriend with those beautiful eyes. "Lin Hai?"

Facing the gazes of all three, Lin Hai spoke unhurriedly. "Saying I 'already knew' might not be entirely accurate."

He had indeed known all along, but he could not just say that outright.

What he had told his companions about seeking out Hamil for divination had not been made up. He had genuinely gone to ask, though he had guided Hamil to a certain extent in the process, precisely to establish this excuse.

That was why he had arrived at the relatively specific conclusion he had just given them. Otherwise, the result of a normal divination would have been extremely vague.

Even though Gwen