Lu Yuan slowly finished the instant noodles in the container.
The strong smell of seasoning always reminded him of the times he used to spend the night playing video games at internet cafes with his friends. Every time he took a bite, his mind was filled with memories.
He put the empty instant noodle container aside and opened the window, letting the autumn-tinged air filter in.
The commotion in the corridor outside had gradually subsided, and Lu Yuan could hear people from Mosa going room to room, asking about the situation.
He sat down again by the bed. By now, Yellow Bear's men had located Lin Zhiquin.
"...He's eating noodles at a small noodle shop two kilometers away?"
"Yes, he ordered two bowls of beef noodles, one with two extra eggs, but he didn't eat them..."
"What do you mean?"
"...Today... today seems to be his birthday... I only realized it when I overheard him talking to his daughter's photo on his phone..."
"Hmm?!"
