"So-so," Lin Yun replied indifferently.
One was grinning from ear to ear, the other had a cold expression. After a stalemate, Lin Yun was the first to back down and spoke up, "There are indeed quite a few problems."
"How would I know? I've only just arrived."
"Didn't you ask Golden Green Cat's Eye? They really don't have any records at the investigation agency?"
"What records?" Asou Haruka asked, feigning innocence.
"Who was it that just told me they were 'more informed about the progress of the matter than anyone else'?"
Lin Yun widened his eyes, "So that was just a pretty phrase?"
"I really do know the progress of the matter, and that Claw Mark has sent someone over, but how would I know who it is." Asou Haruka said confidently, spreading her hands, "Aren't we here to exchange information? Just tell me."
"...Forget it, let's not talk about that. I'll take you to the Abnormal Strategy Bureau later to explain properly, and you'll understand once you see the relevant documents."
"Great, I haven't been to the Abnormal Strategy Bureau in Fangting City for a long time."
"How come I remember someone said not long ago that going to the Abnormal Strategy Bureau was boring?"
"Because I really don't want to go to the Abnormal Strategy Bureau right now. You said we'd go 'later,' didn't you?"
Asou Haruka slightly curled her lip, "Rushing straight to the local Abnormal Strategy Bureau upon arrival in a city is an experience so frequent that it becomes tedious."
"I'm not taking you there for fun; it's hardly interesting to begin with."
"Don't worry, I understand," Asou Haruka replied nonchalantly, then suddenly seemed to remember something, lifted her handbag, and groped inside to pull out a square, thin piece.
"What's that?" Lin Yun asked.
"A CD of my album, the latest one," Asou Haruka answered.
"What are you doing taking out your own CD here?" Lin Yun was puzzled.
However, she saw the other party shake the CD in her hand and said with a smile, "This is a custom in Donghua State, right? To bring a gift for the deceased."
"This is my gift," Asou Haruka blinked.
"...You're too narcissistic," Lin Yun said, hand on his hip and the other hand on his forehead, "Who brings this kind of thing to pay respects to the deceased?"
"It's not about narcissism, my friend. An Ya would definitely like it if she knew," Asou Haruka insisted.
After placing the CD in front of the tombstone, Asou Haruka performed a respectful bow, and after bowing deeply for several seconds, she straightened up and said, "See, she told me it sounds great."
"That's stupid," the deceased's family commented.
And this time, Asou Haruka had no rebuttals, not even a word in response.
She just gazed softly at the tombstone.
The tombstone wouldn't respond to her, yet in her mind lingered the last phone call they had.
—"So you haven't actually listened to my new song? I recorded several days to get this perfect version, please, my friend, give it a listen."
"Hmm...Even if you say that, sending me a string of strange letters doesn't teach me how to turn them into music."
"I need a computer for that, right? It seems so troublesome... Instead of that, today Lulu did handicrafts at kindergarten, she learned to fold paper cranes, you want to see? Our kid seems to have an unexpected gift for crafts, she was the first one in her class to fold one."
"Is that so? Sounds impressive, send it over later for me to see. But my song! Remember to listen to my song!"
"Yeah, yeah, I will definitely listen to the song of a big star, let Lin Yun handle it when he gets off work."
"That tone, you really don't plan on listening..."
"I really do plan to listen."
"Sigh... If you can't handle a web link, you know how to listen to a CD, right?"
"CD? Oh, the disc, that's no problem. So you're already releasing CDs?"
"It might be a while before the album, but it will definitely happen, no more than two years I guess. My songs have been doing very well in sales recently, and if the trend continues, an album is definitely not an issue."
"Good, then I'll buy one when it comes out."
"No need, I'll give you one."
"I love you the most, Yuan Xiang, I'm touched!"
"Don't say things like that with such a nonchalant tone, it only makes things more upsetting..."
"Okay, okay, mainly it's because I really don't understand music, or computers, but I'll definitely buy one of your albums to support you, even without your gift."
"If you don't buy one, I'll personally deliver the CD to your house."
"Deliver to my house? Hmm...suddenly I don't feel like buying it anymore!"