Chen Ke and Parker waited until nightfall, and when the moon rose, they left the wooden hut and walked toward the police station.
Diana was sitting by the door, saying goodbye to them. Parker joked that it wasn't such a dangerous task and made it seem like a final farewell. Lucina didn't come down from the second floor; Chen Ke looked up—she was still sleeping, with Boloz by her side, tending to her.
Chen Ke had changed into a set of 19th-century black suits and put on a soft felt hat. Standing with Parker, they looked like a gentleman accompanied by his silent butler.
The moonlight poured over the earth like a white tablecloth draped over a black dining table, and the night of 1888 was very quiet. The myriad of twinkling stars seemed like countless eyes peering into the human world.
It wasn't long after nightfall that the streets quickly grew deserted, save for the patrolling security teams; no other passersby were to be seen.
