In the corridor, the shadows flickered, and a person walked out slowly.
"Who?!" Luo Ke turned around abruptly, aiming his gun at the newcomer. With the light from the lighter, he recognized Leng Zimo disguised as a chef, and only then did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief. "Go back to your room."
Leng Zimo complied immediately and retreated to his room.
He deliberately showed up to clear himself of suspicion.
Who would intentionally show up after doing something bad?!
Even if Luo Ke couldn't find the cause later, he wouldn't suspect him.
One of the men lit a decorative candelabra, and the living room gradually brightened.
Luo Ke, holding a gun, walked to the window and watched his men patrol with flashlights, his face full of vigilance.
At this time, it was indeed an unusual period. As someone who was always suspicious and cautious, he naturally wouldn't let his guard down.
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Second floor, guest room.
