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The sky in September thundered loudly, and the huge raindrops crackled on the glass of the balcony, and then snaked down like a water snake, outlining a hazy painting. Jiang Xiaochuan stood in front of the window, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking playfully at a big slogan posted on the building opposite. Several bold characters on the red paper stood out: The thief will come again, castrate and bury! Followed by a series of huge, shocking exclamation marks. Jiang Xiaochuan imagined a man furious looking at the messy room, and laughed out loud. After standing there stupidly for a while, he raised his wrist to look at his watch, then turned around and entered the room to turn on the computer.