404 walked in looking exactly the same as the last time.
All black, hair covering his eyes, dark circles that still had not improved.
He sat down across from Guiying, looked at the hazel contacts and the blonde wig for a moment without commenting, and ordered tea.
"Different eyes?" he said.
"Contacts," Guiying said.
"Mm," 404 pushed his hair out of his face, achieved nothing, and folded his hands on the table. "You read the report?"
"I read it twice," Guiying said. "Tell me about the investigator."
404 reached into his jacket and produced a slim folded document which he slid across the table without ceremony.
Guiying opened it.
The investigator's name was Lao Tiejun.
Fifty one years old, former police, disgraced and quietly removed from the force eight years ago following an internal investigation that had been buried before it reached any public record.
