Nishimura Yuna was like a punctured ball, head drooping as she followed behind Jiu Shan Sha Yue. She had originally wanted to explain something, but then felt there was no need—some things, the two of them understood without saying.
This was the most suffocating meal Nishimura Yuna had eaten in her life, and the situation only eased slightly after Yang Xiao returned.
"Mr. Yang, did you find a new lead?" On the way back, Sato Shouta asked.
"I did, but I'm not sure if it's right or not. We'll have to gamble on it." Yang Xiao's voice sounded slightly unnatural.
Driving, Jiu Shan Sha Yue glanced at Yang Xiao through the rearview mirror and saw him turning his head to look out the window, only half of his profile left in view.
And Nishimura Yuna, who was also sitting in the back seat with Yang Xiao, looked as if she'd fallen into utter despair. Her head was slightly lowered, her eyes dull and murky, and she said nothing at all.
