Kapitel 415: Informant

Zhang Li moved his steps slowly; he did not dare expose his back to Chen Ge. When Chen Ge entered the room, he added in that dark and suppressed voice of his, "Keep the door open for air ventilation."

BANG!

Chen Ge locked the door and dragged the hammer into the room. He looked around. The room was simple with little furniture, and there was a pungent smell of subpar cigarette smoke in the air. There was a metal plate on the coffee table, which was filled with cigarette butts, and there were holes on the couch that were probably cigarette burns.

"You're a heavy smoker?" Chen Ge acted like he had returned to his own home. He grabbed a chair and sat in the living room close to the door.

"Does that count as a question?" Zhang Li crossed his arms and stood beside the coffee table. He looked very guarded.