C344 Is It You

"Ta, ta, ta …"

Accompanying the rays of the sun were the clear sounds of footsteps.

Although these footsteps were monotonous, they had a sense of rhythm to them. They were neither fast nor slow, clear and melodious, like elegant classical music.

Finally.

Everyone in the surveillance team slowly got used to the light.

Then, they saw that the door to the office had already been kicked open