Presidential suite. In a confined study.

There are only two people in the room, but the whole room is somewhat depressed because of the dignified face flying at night.

"Uncle Er, what exactly happened?" There was also a sense of dignity in the face of the night.

Uncle Er said he had something to look for, but he didn't say a word to him since he came in. He just stood by the window and looked out silently.

"Do you have cigarettes?" Night flies and suddenly reaches out to the night.

The night scene was silent and answered, "Yes."

He took out a box of cigars from his body, opened...