Back to the very beginning, standing blankly in front of the mirror...
No, that's not right.
In front of the glass.
That's right.
Young Master Zhou wandered around and returned to the office of the inspection team, except the room seemed a bit larger, and no one came to question him, allowing him to move freely.
Of course.
Restricted to this room's barrier, unable to leave.
The glass windows had enlarged proportionally but lowered transparency, reflecting Zhou Shaohua's silhouette. As for the outside scenery, it was blurry, as if a layer of sandpaper covered the retina, making it difficult to see clearly and only feeling the occasional passerby outside his room.
His phone was confiscated again as per regulations, but judging by his perception of time, it should be past nine in the evening.
Which means...
The flight that was supposed to take him to Tokyo had already taken off on time. As everyone knows, the world never stops for anyone.
