Night fell like ink, thickly enveloping the city. Lin Yu dragged his exhausted body out of that office, which was heavy with tension. The streetlights at the corners cast a dim, yellowish glow, stretching his shadow long and thin. He raised a hand to rub his aching temples, his mind still echoing with various clues and complex interpersonal relationships from the corruption investigation.
During this period, in order to wipe out the corrupt forces entirely, Lin Yu had poured himself heart and soul into the investigative work. He rushed about everywhere, collecting evidence, meeting with whistleblowers, and maneuvering among various complex factions. Every single detail could become the key to bringing down the corrupt elements; every investigation felt like fumbling forward in the dark, where the slightest misstep could ruin everything.
Meanwhile, Zhou Yue's life had also fallen into an inexplicable sense of loss. As usual, she finished a busy day of work at the advertising agency and returned to that rented apartment full of memories. The apartment was empty and quiet enough that she could hear the beating of her own heart. She absentmindedly turned on the light, but the warm yellow glow failed to dispel the gloom in her heart.
Chapter 64