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Li Qingshan slowly put down the book in his hand, noting that it was getting late, bid farewell to the drunken Scholar, and returned to his own room.
Only when night fell did he quietly take out the Conch Headphones hidden under the bed and put them on his ears.
His current identity was akin to a spy gathering intelligence. If he died, it wouldn't matter, but the Conch Headphones were absolutely indispensable, which is why he didn't dare to carry them directly on his person.
He tapped on the headphones with a "thud thud thud," sending out a series of regular signals.
After a while, a response came from the other end.
"How is it?" Lu Tianming asked, "How did the investigation go today? Any new findings?"
