Zhang Su flipped open the notebook and glanced through it briefly. The content recorded by Liao Youzhi was quite miscellaneous, covering the search progress in the nearby community, a rough analysis of the combat strengths of other Survivor Camps, and some information he gathered. In short, it was a wealth of information.
"Xinyu, catch this."
Now was obviously not a good time for research. Zhang Su tossed it to Zheng Xinyu for her to put away in her bag, then opened the drawer beside him, finding a very out-of-place ladies' shoe box inside.
"Oh, Liao Youzhi's hobby... wait, no."
Zhang Su chuckled oddly. He had seen a crime drama where someone had a peculiar obsession with women's high heels. He wondered if Liao Youzhi shared this quirk, but as he took the shoe box out of the drawer, ready to voice his thoughts, he noticed the box was noticeably heavy.
How heavy could a pair of women's shoes be?
But the shoe box in his hand was surprisingly weighty, as if it were full of books.
