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... g Modu in a hazy, light gauze.
The neon lights on the street were exceptionally bright, weaving a colorful tapestry of light and shadow. The green plants inside the police station swayed gently in the breeze, rustling softly, carrying the unique freshness of the night mingled with a hint of coolness that brushed Lin Chuan's face.
Lin Chuan wore a simple, thin white shirt; however, being in the prime of his youth, he didn't feel the chill at all. On the contrary, he found the nigh ...
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