Seeing Su HaiTan's car that had left the building, Canary's eyes lingered until it had completely disappeared. In the end she had forgotten to ask Su HaiTan's name or search for his background. When she had asked him the details he told her that he would like to talk it out to her as soon as possible as his phone had rang.
His face was unreadable but he seemed rather unhappy seeing the name that had cross his phone, rather than unhappy, it was burdened. Then he left in a hurry, leaving not even a trace of him.
No, actually there was a trace. Canary turned back at the couch he had sat on where all her documents had been neatly tidied by him. The young man seem to have taken care of it while talking with her, an action he had done so subtly that she couldn't tell it was happening at all.
