As the morning light breaks, beams of warm sunlight, like fine golden arrows, penetrate the gaps in the gauze curtains and accurately project into the house, gently awakening the sleeping space.
Light dances across the smooth floor, creating dappled patterns of light and shadow, resembling abstract paintings from nature. The books arrayed on the shelves, their spines lit up and dimmed in the interplay of light and shadow, exuding an alluring aroma of knowledge.
As the light gradually grew brighter, He Yifan slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he was gradually adapting to the process of returning from a dream to reality.
Then, He Yifan slowly raised his arm and gently rubbed his eyes with his palm, as if to dispel the remaining sleepiness.
He used the strength of his waist to slowly tilt his upper body to one side, and in the process, his arms naturally stretched out to maintain his balance.
As the body turns, the sheets wrinkle slightly, making a slight friction sound, adding a touch of life to this quiet morning.
Finally, he managed to roll over to the other side, his body in a relaxed and comfortable position, his face facing the window, the sunlight shining right on his face, giving him a golden halo.
Nearly ten minutes later, he got up from the bed. Just as his feet were about to touch the ground, his body seemed to be pulled by something, and waves of pain came over him.
He struggled to move his feet and came to the bathroom. His neck was covered with scarlet marks. He Yifan scratched his hair in frustration and looked at himself in the mirror.
"Jiang Ju is such a bastard. He's so ruthless. I'm so annoyed."
He cursed in front of the mirror for a long time before slowly walking out of the bathroom, changing into clean clothes and going out.
(About thirty-five minutes later)
He Yifan entered the headquarters building of the K organization. This building was no different from an ordinary office building, except that the interior was more prosperous than that of an ordinary office building.
The man in black standing guard at the door respectfully opened the door for him and made a "please" gesture. He Yifan walked in with a swagger and then took the elevator to the office on the top floor.
Jiang Ju...that bastard was sitting at his desk typing on the computer keyboard seriously. He just kept staring at the other person for an hour.
Jiang Ju never raised his head to look at him, which eventually made He Yifan lose his patience. After waiting for three hours, He Yifan couldn't help but speak, tentatively calling out "Boss."
"Just say it if you have something to say."
He uttered a few simple words, and his slender fingers tapped lightly on the cold table.
The air fell into silence for a moment.
"My secretary, what do you think about the abandoned factory in the suburbs of Beihuai?"
"Boss, that organization deserved to be killed. It was the people from the Supernatural Management Bureau who did this. This is the last bit of surveillance video left from that incident."
"Is this all you found out?"
"Boss, the abandoned factory in Beihuai was completely burned down by a fire. This is the last trace I found when I returned to the scene some time ago.
"It's very likely that the people in the Supernatural Administration have other helpers. This style is different from the well-trained Supernatural Administration. They just explode without hesitation. Some of them are too crazy."
Jiang Ju listened to He Yifan's words and fell into deep thought for a few seconds. It seemed that the truth hidden on the surface of the horizontal plane might be revealed.
"Okay, go back and rest."
"Also, I want to remind you to stay away from Jiang Cheng."
When He Yifan heard this, he took a deep breath.
"Boss, I understand."
When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
After He Yifan left, Jiang Ju picked up the surveillance film and projected it.
Although the shot was not very clear, Jiang Ju watched it over and over again and paused it in time when a fleeting scene appeared.
There was no mistake... He couldn't have seen it wrong... It was clearly just a blurry face that flashed by, but he remembered it for a long, long time, through countless nights and spring, summer, autumn and winter.
He tried hard to remember what he looked like...
"It's him, it's him... He showed up."
"I think I found him..."
Jiang Ju knocked on the cold table with his hand, and subconsciously put his hand into his pocket. He fumbled for a long time before slowly taking out a small candy.
Jiang Ju slowly placed the candy between his lips and teeth and chewed it carefully. At that moment, the sweet taste was like the gentle warm sunshine, instantly spreading to every corner of his mouth, bringing endless warmth and satisfaction.
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