The soft patter of footsteps drifted from the staircase, slowly approaching Shen Yibin's bedroom. The sound was peculiar—not human. They were too light to be Hah'Er's, and Egg was now at Sakai Kaori's Honjin Raccoon Shrine. That made the visitor's identity self-evident.
'Are you kidding me? I practically died at the dinner table, and you're still not going to let me off the hook, Shi Gaofei? You already mopped the floor with the police dog unit today. Isn't that enough for you?'
'I'm drunk. I'm not sober. There's nothing else I can do.' Shen Yibin resorted to his last-ditch effort: he flopped his head onto the pillow, yanked the covers over his head, and hid completely, hoping to fool the intruder.
CREAK. The bedroom door swung open. A fresh wave of regret washed over Shen Yibin. 'Why the hell did I forget to close the door!' Of course, in his drunken, dizzy state, there was no way he would have remembered something like that.
