After parking the car, Lin Fan got out.
He lit a cigarette, one hand in his pocket, and walked towards Fireworks Alley in the western part of the city.
Soon, he arrived outside the Fireworks Factory. Beyond the red brick wall, more than three meters high, was a cluster of two or three-storied residential buildings. However, the alley inside lacked streetlights, casting it in shadows. Lin Fan didn't know what that woman wanted him to see here, but curiosity drove him on.
"Why should I listen to a madwoman's words and play the good official... It's quite ironic."
As he pondered, Lin Fan walked further into the pitch-black alley.
