Sophie in the Time of Secrets Chapter 57

Caleb Zhou got off the car and walked back and forth along the street, smoking from time to time. The weather was too cold. There was a noodle stall on the side of the road, and the soup brought large clouds of white mist in the air. Caleb Zhou walked towards the stall with a cigarette in his mouth. He originally wanted to buy a bowl of soup, but he couldn't eat much now. Sitting on a long wooden bench, he held the spoon and wiped it with a silk cloth with a slightly picky look.

After waiting for a long time, until he had finished a whole bowl of soup, he didn't see his elder brother, but he found something interesting. Just now when he was drinking soup, he unexpectedly met the eyes of a man in a gray coat not far away. The man was very calm and let Caleb Zhou stay on his face for a while without any expression. He just drooped his eyelids and stared at the newspaper in his hand again.

Caleb Zhou withdrew his gaze and looked back at the teahouse door. After leaving money for the soup, he stood up and returned to the car, adjusting the rearview mirror. Sure enough, not long after, the man in the gray coat also put away the newspaper and stood up. Whether sitting or walking, the man's back was very straight. Although the weather was very cold, he didn't wear too much. His clothes were neat, and even the newspaper was folded neatly. Not long after, the man disappeared from his sight, and he didn't know where he went.

Caleb Zhou subconsciously touched his middle finger while thinking, but found nothing. Ever since he received Ethan Yong's ring, he has worn it almost every day and played with it every day. This habit has always remained, and now he touched the knuckles that were empty, and he couldn't help but frown and purse his lips. The tracking that he couldn't even detect was professional. The postures of walking, standing, sitting and walking were very decent, maybe he was in the army.

Unfortunately, he was too calm. Most people, especially strangers, would feel a little uncomfortable when their eyes met. But the man in gray did not dodge or avoid, which was too natural. There was something fishy. Either this man was from Ethan Yong, or he was Governor Yong. He couldn't guess. Everything was unclear now. No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't figure it out.