Late at night, 23:10.
Ren Ye and Xiao Shuai arrived together at the rooftop terrace of the Tiangong Building. Facing the cold wind, they stood beside the railing, quietly watching the surrounding nightscape.
The rooftop was where they were to report their mission to Song Mingzhe. There were about fifteen minutes left until the appointed time.
They had just questioned three Inner Treasury guards on rotating shifts in the Inspector's office downstairs, and ultimately learned that, in this entire building, only Song Mingzhe and Old Yan held keys to the Inner Treasury...
This all but confirmed that the person who had stolen the Fire Talisman from the Inner Treasury was Song An.
Raping the female Inner Treasury guard, killing the other two through torture, arguing with Old Yan on the 39th Floor and then silencing him. This chain of actions, though seemingly sophisticated in execution, had left many traces, and only fit Song An's personality.
He was psychologically twisted, prone to violence, young, and insufficiently thoughtful...
Facing the cold wind sweeping across the rooftop, Ren Ye carefully reviewed everything in his mind. In the end, he concluded that there was nothing wrong with his evidence or deductions. Even in court, he could build a flawless case against that little bastard.
Yet a faint sense of unease and discomfort kept lingering in Ren Ye's heart, though he could not say why.
He stared into the distance somewhat distractedly, falling silent for a time.
"Fuck, I'm so tired...!"
Watching the neon lights flashing outside the building, Xiao Shuai could not help sighing. "Ever since I entered this Star Gate, I've been on edge every single moment... I thought having all six of us act together tonight would be safer... Who knew we'd nearly get killed by that old night watchman?"
Ren Ye