"Big brother mentioned before, he didn't want you all to know he was Black Cocoon because he didn't want you to worry about him, and... If you knew his identity, it would restrict him and be very inconvenient."
"...Did Wenyu really say that? Why would he think that way at the time?"
The local time is 8:30 AM on August 18th, a morning of clear sunlight and wandering white clouds.
The early sun rises from beyond the horizon, hanging high under the slightly blue sky. The streets and alleys are once again shrouded in a hazy summer heat, with cicadas on the trees calling frantically.
At this very moment, in a corner of China Li Jing, within a residential building in the Old Jingmai District which had been extensively relocated and rebuilt by the police and was set up with a cordon.
Inside the second floor, in the room near the balcony.
The light blue curtains sway gently, blocking the sunlight from outside completely.
