C72 The Table
Xiao Chennai and Jian Chenyi exchanged a glance before Xiao Chennai discreetly sped up the video playback.
By the time the water delivery man emerged, an hour and twenty-three minutes had elapsed since he had entered the building.
Guan Tingting lived in a modest high-rise, with the top floor being only the tenth.
Even if the elevator were out of service
