No One But You

I called a friend of mine who also worked in the media. She was about to reach for anything.

"Help me find out the owner of a house." I came straight to the point and skipped the foreshadowing.

She was used to it. Probably she was eating noodles. While slurping, she said to me, "Ok, tell me the address."

I gave her the address, and she hummed, "Got it. I'll tell you in the morning at the latest."

"Ok."

When I hung up, she didn't ask me what I was doing, and I didn't tell her.

Her speed was really amazing. She replied me before I had fallen asleep.

"The owner of this house is Frank Barnes. He was born in 1990. Not bad. Now the post-90s can have their own villa."

Frank Barnes should be Secretary Frank. Did he own the house?

I was too lazy to talk to her. I hung up without even saying thank you.

The other side was really careful, even the house was Secretary Frank’s.

So I was off the trail again.

I had insomnia, but now I can't sleep.

I fell asleep after midnight and woke up early in the morning.

In fact, the environment here was super nice and very quiet. Even a bird didn't sing from the windowsill.

But I woke early to something in my mind, and sat on the edge of the bed in a trance.

Suddenly, I remembered something.

I didn't have a clue. I woke up that morning in the Presidential suite. Although there was no one in the room, I took my reporter's piss and went through the room and found a cufflink on the rug under the coat hanger.

In general, people of high status customized cufflinks.

The cufflink, however, was handmade, delicate and expensive, and, at first glance, unusual.

I put the cufflinks away.

it was useful to keep it, and on the other hand,

of the trunk and fiddled with it

to me. I always thought I've seen similar cufflinks these days, not exactly

my hands

brain has probably become stupid because of pregnancy. I used to have a photographic memory, I even did not need to write

these days. I'd only met a few dignitaries, so I didn't think I

went to interview was Calvin the

Yes, Calvin!

my thigh and

I sat opposite him. He had a habit of holding his hands into a fist to cover his nose and mouth, so I

cufflinks, too, were custom-made

was excited. I got up immediately to wash face and change clothes, and then

why I thought it was

were expensive and low-key, and

the upstart bumpkin would only use the big gold chain and brand watch to package themselves, instead of

I always felt the faint tobacco smell on Calvin was

lunch, I gave a vague answer, “You cook first, if I don’t come back, I can have it at

was still waiting for me at the door. I

at me and said, "You were

knew I had been fired, and It suddenly occurred to me that I was living in a clear glass with no secrets from

blabbed and turned

I was wondering in

his position were hard to get to, and I didn't suppose his secretary would have let me in

to my dismissal, and I should be on the most wanted list

thought struggled for a long time. Looking at the driver’s head, “I won't go

over at the side of the road,

at me.

know where

a big shopping mall, pointing

car to underground parking lot, you stroll

mall with my

well paid and

pleasant thing, so

family was not rich. They pooled their money and he saved his own money to buy this small

was

The day before yesterday I was fired and the editor-in-chief promised to give me three months 'salary, but it had not reached the day for salary,