“Rewind it a little. To me getting the cup.” TangShi was uneasy about the Saki cups for some reason and a strange clawing at the back of her head kept bringing her back to them. A gut sensation that it was important and something in her subconscious was screaming at her.

Linlin backed up catching the moment Rong Cai got up and went to the bar, unaware there was a camera over his head and pointing at an angle towards the sunken couches which caught his full front and what his hands were doing. It was in shadow, but they made out him setting up the cups and stopping to...