This rather special friend, she almost lost her life for him, yet she knows nothing about his past. Upon reflection, it seems somewhat strange.
*
Nora Scott didn't linger long at Matt Leung's grave.
She stayed for about half an hour, poured out half a bottle of Erguotou, and placed the remaining half bottle along with the bouquet of roses. Then she waved her hand, bid farewell, and left.
On the way back, Nora made a few phone calls. Just as she was getting tired and ready to rest, she suddenly received a call from Pedro Langley.
"Who are you chatting with on the phone?"
Pedro Langley asked immediately.
Leaning back on the chair, Nora switched to a more comfortable position, "Quite a few people, who do you want to know about?"
Over the phone, Pedro's soft laughter, accompanied by a gentle breeze, drifted in.
"You're still out?"
Pedro sharply picked up the sound of the wind and the car engine over the phone.
No city hustle and bustle.
"Yeah."
