Author · 墨雨档案室·Chinese
Straightening Anya's crayon drawing, the pad of your finger catches a line of invisible ink that has not yet dried.
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In a corner of the art show, Anya's crayon drawing has been moved to a wall near the Hall's side door. You straighten the frame, and your fingertip catches a still-wet line of invisible ink on the back — the coordinates point to the second-floor reception room of the Diplomatic Hall. Anya whispers, 'Papa, that uncle is counting colors in his head.' Bond growls low toward the other side of the gallery.
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