"Jackson, what should we do with this guy?" Jamie asked, pointing at the Tree-Man's corpse.
"Let's move it to the room where you store the bodies. Once things are sorted, you can dispose of it then."
...
Midnight, 12 o'clock.
Sun Yan lay on the couch yawning, while Elise sat on the floor holding a controller and focused on playing the game.
Ever since she started playing Street Fighter, she had become extraordinarily captivated.
Even when Sun Yan had stopped playing, she continued to practice Menat's combos.
A full-fledged gaming addict.
Sun Yan stood up and stretched: "Why hasn't she come yet, Jamie, are you sure the landlady knocks on your door every night at this time?"
"Just about."
Jamie, who was tapping away at code nearby, looked up and said.
Bam bam bam!
Just as he finished speaking, a knocking sound suddenly came from the door.
