Before the broad solid-wood tea table, a handsome man in a suit and glasses smiled as he calmly poured Yang Jian a cup of black tea. Steam rose from the scalding tea, carrying the tea leaves' distinctive fragrance and slightly dispelling the strange odor in the air.
"Captain Yang, Dadong City is a city with a long history. Many major events during the Republican Era took place here. Such unique historical roots always breed unique people and events."
"The Republican Era mansion where the pendulum clock is kept is one of them."
As Wang Chaling made tea, he slowly recounted certain matters. "Before I became the person in charge, I investigated that Republican Era mansion as well. I also heard the clock chimes that often rang from inside the old house late at night. Of course, I wasn't the only one. Nearby residents and even passersby at night had heard them."
"Yet to this day, as far as I know, no one has ever found that pendulum clock inside the old house."
At this point, he shook his head and smiled. "To be honest, I asked my father to look for that pendulum clock, but he still hasn't returned. If Captain Yang can successfully take down that Republican Era mansion today and happens to see my father, I hope you'll do me the favor of rescuing him from that old house."
"Of course, don't force yourself. If it truly can't be done, then forget it. Time will give me an answer eventually."
"You sent your father into that old house?"
Yang Jian's face was pale as he reached out and picked up the cup of black tea.
The steaming tea quickly turned cold before he took a small sip.
Sure enough.
He wasn't used to drinking this stuff.
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