Each painting becomes one with the life that has viewed it.
A breeze blew past their ears, yet it made the spines of the officers present shiver.
...
East Xingbiao City Police Department.
The Chief's office.
"Have you lost your mind?" Morman slammed his right hand onto the table.
Qian Cangyi had his index fingers crossed, resting on the table. He raised his head to look at Morman and said,
"There are now three groups searching for Samuel; one is your officers, one is Sande's social network, and another is children active everywhere."
"All three groups are active in the Outer City."
"Sande has mentioned that Samuel often frequents gatherings of the upper society."
"I think you should know what that means."
"Putting all of this together, the possible hiding places for Samuel have been reduced by four-fifths."
Qian Cangyi spoke calmly.
He had just made a small request to Morman—to conduct a large-scale search of the Inner City District.