C276 What the fuck are you doing

What the fuck are you doing?

There was no one at the back of the stairs, making it extremely quiet. I went down two levels, leaned against the fence and lit a cigarette, my mind continuing to ponder, what would I give Duan Rao tomorrow? How can I coax the probability of success to be higher? Of course, my mood right now is much better than when I first thought about it