Cicadas called desperately, the world outside was full of blinding sunlight, and the shadows of the eaves fell on the ground as sharply as knives.
Gang Tianwu stood by the window and tugged at his collar; the air conditioning repairman had not arrived yet. In just about ten minutes, he was already feeling unbearably hot, his saliva as sticky as glue in his throat, the office stuffy as if it was the steamer where demons cooked the fat monk in "Journey to the West."
There was a knock at the door, and a team member stood at the entrance and said, "Team Leader Gang Tianwu, someone wishes to see you."
"Who?"
"Chief Matsumoto Kiyonaga from Taiji Town."
"Do I know him?"
"The day before yesterday, Chief Matsumoto asked us for hunter information for the hunting season."
"Oh!"
As soon as the team member mentioned it, Gang Tianwu recalled some memories, quickly walked back to his seat, tidied up the desk in the office, then wiped his sweat and nodded, "Please invite Chief Matsumoto in."