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... spicuous building, in the living room.
A middle-aged man held a smoking cigar in his right hand and twirled two black balls in his left nonstop.
"Knock, knock, knock..."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Subsequently, two stern-looking men in black suits stepped in.
The man on the sofa turned his head, took a puff on his cigar, exhaled some smoke, and asked, "How did the investigation I asked for turn out?"
"We’ve found out." One man in the ...
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