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... wooden bars of the window.

The house had been in disrepair for a long time, and there was a special smell of corroded and moldy wood. The floor was littered with cigarette butts. Jiang Zhiyuan’s face was hidden in the darkness, and only when he inhaled the smoke into his lungs could he see the expression on his face through the little red light that was lit up.

It was a call from Jiang se. He could recite the number backwards and would never forget it.

Before he was ready to ...