It was just that in this moment of distraction, An Zhe fell behind Lu Feng by several steps. The colonel’s legs were longer than his and he had to speed up his pace to keep up as he walked into the corridor with Lu Feng.

In order to save electricity, only small emergency lights were on in the corridor. This place was very dark and narrow. In the silence, the sound of Lu Feng’s military boots stepping on the ground was extremely clear. Based on An Zhe’s understanding of Lu Feng, this person would ask, “What’s in the box?”

Strangely yet fortunately, Lu Feng didn’t speak until they reached the fifth floor.

An Zhe stood at the door of No. 14, took out his ID card and swiped the door. The curtains in the room weren’t drawn so as soon as the door opened, the aurora shone through the window. The bright colour covered most of the dark sky, mainly green with the edges an orange-purple. An Zhe entered the door, turned on the small lamp in the room and out of the politeness of human society, he looked at the colonel at the door. “Please come in.”

Lu Feng walked in and placed the trolley box by the wall. An Zhe saw his expression and felt that this person was currently in a good mood and didn’t want to leave. He tentatively asked, “Do you want to continue patrolling?”

Lu Feng leaned against the wall and lightly replied, “No.”

The cold green eyes stared at him. An Zhe always felt that even today, the Judge didn’t fully believe he was human and was still looking for possible cracks.

“What are you going to do?” An Zhe whispered.

“Go back to the city to rest.” He heard Lu Feng say.

An Zhe tried to talk to him in a human style. “Aren’t you going back to the Trial Court?”

“Too far.”

“…Oh.”

He felt that under the present circumstances, he should ask the colonel to sit. However, he really wanted this person to leave. It was because while there seemed to be only one colonel in this room, there were actually two.

He inquired, “So when are you going?”

Lu Feng glanced at him.

An Zhe lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

Lu Feng stated, “Go and pour me a glass of water.”

It wasn’t a tone of negotiation or suggestion at all. This person spoke it like an order.

“Okay.”

He picked up a drinking glass from the table and opened the door. It was far to the public water room at the end of the corridor. He walked over and faced the red and blue buttons, wondering if Lu Feng wanted to drink hot water or cold water.

Soon, he pressed the blue button representing cold water. There was no ice water here or else he would’ve gotten ice for Lu Feng.