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Ou Yufann sat in his room with a cigarette between his fingers. There were no lights in the room. He had come back from the office after calling Ling Qianqian in the afternoon, and the dead woman had not come home yet. The ashtray was full of cigarette butts, enough to show how many he had smoked.

The room was shrouded in smoke. As time passed, Ou Yufann's anger rose to another level