The Entomologist's Perfect Crime Chapter 19

Zhou was very grateful to me and specifically treated me to barbecue.

Over the years,

When we had free time, we'd come to this barbecue restaurant, eating barbecue, drinking a little, and chatting.

I arrived home after midnight.

I wasn't sleepy at all, looking at the death's-head hawkmoth and photos of my wife and child on my desk.

I simply turned on the computer.

I thought for a moment.

And wrote this story!