"Oh, haven't those two outside been caught yet?" The person glanced at the weakened Xiaofan, and the bloodstains on the ground, without raising any suspicion.
"I don't know either. There's a guy who's very cunning; when I threw a bomb at him, he actually kicked it back. I couldn't dodge in time and got blown up, my back all messed up."
"Hey, hurry up, there's a lift on the upper floor in front, you can go up. If Dr. Lu is willing to treat you, you might recover quickly."
"Oh, haha, thank you."
This guy is really too calm. Can he make such cool-headed judgments at any time?
Just how many people like this are there in the world? Clearly, slipping up would cost him his life, yet he seems utterly unperturbed.
Just like Ye Xiaofan back in high school, when I went to him for information about Shen Zuimo, he put up such a convincing act. Especially when I followed him home; looking back, if I had been a bit more cautious, perhaps I could have found some clues on him.
