C662 I'll Check It over and over Again the Target Is Madam

At one o'clock in the morning, the spring rain fogged the whole city, and there was no more moonlight and stars in the sky, and there was a cloud of fog clinging to the windows, but it was still vaguely possible to tell that it was dark outside.

Perhaps it was because it was going to rain again, but the branches outside the window were rustling in the wind