Chapter 37: What a Coincidence
Walking down the eighth-floor corridor from end to end and then back again, Lu Zheng’s steps never halted.
Then he went up to the twelfth floor and took a round in his room.
The following events were simple.
Going all out with the act, Lu Zheng first returned home, picked up some clothes, a phone charger, and his toiletries, and then went back to Qingyu Hotel.
After putting his things away, he looked at the clock — it was past five in the afternoon — so he sat on the sofa in the hotel lobby and played on his phone.
The folded Qi-Seeking Talisman lay quietly in his palm, faintly emitting a guiding presence.
Awaiting the person he hoped to meet, Lu Zheng’s game was suddenly interrupted by a call.
"Lin Wan?"
Indeed... As long as the murderer wasn’t caught, he was still a suspect, and the police could call anytime.
"Hi, Lu Zheng, are you home? I want to talk to you."