"Is he that good? You wouldn't be falling for him, would you?"
"What do you mean 'falling'? I'm just saying what you really think..."
"Alright, let's head back."
Ding Lan didn't continue the conversation. She just took one last look at the direction where the car disappeared, pursed her lips, and seemed lost in thought.
The next day was the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Chen Zhiyu indeed had no time to come out, leaving only Gao Bo and Gu Ji to have a simple meal at home. Compared to the complex and ever-changing work at the National Security Bureau, the special patrol police's job was much simpler. The following days went on like before: duty, off-duty, training, duty again...
During this time, Gu Ji continuously kept an eye on information from Japan and the latest developments in the New York bombing case.
Until September 27th, after more than half a month, the United States finally released the official announcement of the case.
