Seeing his appearance, Leng Zirui stopped teasing him and hurriedly took off his coat to drape it over him, trying to keep him warm.
"I need to meet with Ah Ke. You go get ready, and we'll contact each other later. The security system here isn't very tight, but you should still be careful."
"Alright." Leng Zimo nodded, "I'll just go and meet with Ah Jiu and the others to make some arrangements."
The two brothers agreed on a time and place. Leng Zimo returned the coat to him, and Leng Zirui patted his shoulder, reminding him to be careful.
Leng Zimo concealed his figure, and Leng Zirui turned to leave the morgue, taking his subordinates with him.
In a moment, the staff came in to help handle Roselia's body. While they were not paying attention, Leng Zimo quietly slipped out of the morgue and quickly left the cemetery.
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London, England.
In Donnie's small second-hand shop in the slum, Donnie swiftly wielded scissors in front of the mirror.
