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... no hint of surprise on his delicate face. It was as if he had known he would meet J here. A faint glint of mischief flickered in his narrow violet eyes. Lee Sayoung muttered as he slid his gloved hand, the black fabric disappearing over his fingers.

“I deliberately left some things behind, didn’t clear everything out.”

The neatly arranged files, the monitors turned on as if guiding him, and the survivor’s voice he heard just as he finished reading the files—it was all prepared f ...

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