Meanwhile, outside the Lane family villa, Zoran was frantically pounding on the door.The door remained unresponsive.Left with no other choice, he turned and walked away dejectedly.As he passed through the bustling downtown area, he looked up at the advertising screen on an office building. My video was playing there.He was so furious that he kicked over a trash can on the street. The sanitation worker chased him two blocks down the street.Meanwhile, at the door of Zoran’s rental apartment, Winika was furtively picking the lock with a piece of wire.As she worked, she muttered, “Why is this key so hard to use today?! Why won’t it open?!”I no longer cared about what happened to those two.However, the next morning’s news reported that a woman had stabbed a man to death with a fruit knife and then jumped to her death.I saw the bottom right corner of the news. [Victim: Lane, Suspect: Clark.] The story was indeed tragic, but I did not have time to dwell on it. I turned a
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