When Ethan Gu drove to the northern suburbs, it was already 11:30 in the evening.
As soon as he got out of the car, the cold wind blowing in his face instantly blew away the heat in his head.
The night was very quiet. A street lamp stood quietly in the corner. The thin pillar, like a bamboo pole, was mottled and old. Under the dim light, a group of insects and moths were circling. The tiny sound of flapping wings seemed to ring in Ethan Gu's ears.
This was an old residential building. He took two steps forward and saw a brick motorcycle shed next to the main entrance. Next to the shed was a trash can. A cat was rummaging through food inside. When it noticed someone approaching, it turned its head and looked around vigilantly. Its pair of orange eyes were particularly eye-catching in the night.
"Mr. Gu, you're here." At this time, a bald man who was waiting at the gate came forward, shook hands with Ethan Gu very quickly and forcefully, nodded to the man in military uniform behind Ethan Gu, and said, "Let's talk inside."
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