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After hanging up the phone, Zhou Wenbin, with a gloomy face, took out a cigarette and lit it. After taking two deep puffs, he slightly relieved his depression.
He glanced at the torn notebook on the ground and dialed another number.
"Boss, still not resting this late?" A polite greeting came from the other end of the line.
Zhou Wenbin gave a lukewarm grunt and continued, "It seems that there was a burglary at my place today. Tomorrow, send two people over to ...
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