In the dim, hazy rain, Jin Xueli stood before the excavator and glanced back at Han Liuyue.
Though her expression was indistinct, her tone was natural, betraying nothing out of the ordinary.
"…You checked the coffin on your way here, didn't you?"
Han Liuyue froze for a moment.
"Oh, yeah. I checked on it."
It was the most natural answer. She couldn't possibly have walked past the coffin without taking a look.
"So? Is Vulture still in the coffin?"
Han Liuyue opened her mouth to answer, then hesitated.
'Regardless of who this person is, I need to think carefully about how to answer.'
'Telling whether this is Vulture or Jin Xueli is as simple as checking for the mark. The problem is, if this is the real Jin Xueli, she'll know I marked her.'
'Vulture is definitely nearby. I don't know where, but my gut tells me so.'
