Nighttime.
A night ripe for murder, shrouded in darkness and wind.
Ye Ning yawned, looking at her clothes, then at her ankle, turning to Gu Qingcheng, "Hey Gu, look, this is really annoying, right? We're all in this together now, working as a team in murder, can't we just get rid of this thing?"
Gu Qingcheng cast her a look as if she were an idiot.
Ye Ning snorted, "Such a miser."
She continued, "You won't, by accident, press something and make it explode, right? I mean, if I die from it, whatever, but we're together, let's not go down together, huh?"
"I'm not stupid," he said.
Ye Ning went on, "There's one more thing. Tell me, with this thing, if you were to die, am I stuck wearing it for life?"
Gu Qingcheng went red, "I won't die!"
Yet, he did stand up straighter and said slowly, "Well, if I did die, you would have to wear it forever because I designed it, and only I know how to remove it."
Ye Ning raised her middle finger in his direction.
