Where's my cello? My big cello, where is it? Did you guys swipe my equipment?
It wasn't until an enraged Huai Shi picked up the bracelet to examine it closely that he glimpsed the vague outline of the cello within the amber adornment.
Is this the surprise? We turned your cello into a specimen and placed it inside amber—surprised or not, expected or unexpected, happy or not?
In that sliver of trust he had for the Association, Huai Shi followed the instructions on the back of the note and fastened the bracelet—CLICK—it fit tightly against Huai Shi's arm.
