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The night was thick and heavy.

Beneath the cloak of darkness, the city held both vibrant, lively places bathed in red lights and green liquor, and chaotic, shadowy corners abandoned by all.

Some were lost in the revelry of the night, intoxicated and carefree, while others dragged their weary bodies home after a long day’s toil.

“Recently, several homicides have occurred in the wealthy district. The victims have been found with their blood completely drained, their deaths gruesome. Authorities are conducting a thorough investigation and aim to apprehend the culprit swiftly. Residents are advised to minimize nighttime outings.”

“Yesterday, a top male celebrity was exposed for secretly dating a fan, causing many followers to abandon him. Yet curiously, the haters have remained steadfast, creating a spectacle unseen in the entertainment world for years. Perhaps, as the critics say, the peak reveals false admirers, while the twilight reveals loyal devotees.”

“Experts suggest that ordinary citizens can rent out their vacant homes for extra income or drive private cars to earn side money.”

“Ding…”

Outside a 24-hour convenience store, a man dressed in a white ‘Nike’ sweatshirt tossed an empty can of cola into a nearby trash bin, then pulled his earphones out, which had been broadcasting the news.

He looked young, just in his early twenties, not particularly striking but with sharp brows and bright eyes, his complexion fair and clean. He did not appear effeminate; rather, his facial features were defined and strong, giving off a ref