Eve analyzed the various pieces of information about the other party, but the more she analyzed, the less she understood. She even wondered if it could be a friend of Lorenzo. But does a guy like Lorenzo even have friends?
People she knew were either lying in Black Mountain Hospital or on duty, and no matter how much Eve thought, she couldn't think of anyone else... friends from Old Dunling? Not likely either. Lorenzo never directly talked to Eve about them, but from Arthur and others' words, she roughly understood that after the Night of the Holy Arrival, Lorenzo lost all his friends.
Then who could it be? Is it truly a desperate thief? If so, how unlucky he must be.
Eve cast her gaze toward the second floor, advancing slowly. Hig's door was shut tight, no one had moved it, but Lorenzo's door had a small gap, not closed tightly.
Gently pushing the door open, Eve saw the thief, curled up on Lorenzo's bed, sleeping on his side.
