Chapter 239: Murderer (Please Favorite, Subscribe, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Lina lifted her head, astounded to find He Ao seated on the sofa in front of her.

She was walking and pondering, nearly bumping into He Ao.

"Hmm,"

She nodded lightly, wanting to share something with He Ao, but then remembered the aged look of the book, how many times it must have been thumbed through, and cautiously closed her mouth, simply nodding again.

"Take a seat,"

He Ao gestured to the sofa next to him.

Lina sat down carefully, and only then did she notice that the projection screen in front of her was lit up, with a man in a silver suit delivering a speech in a booming voice.

The living room's speakers seemed to be specially designed so that the sound coming from behind the sofa was clear only when sitting down; when standing, the sound was much weaker, which was why Lina had not noticed it upon entering.