Previously, due to a fire caused by electrical overload in a group rental apartment, the Nanwu government had already started to pay attention to this issue. Once the policy is approved, they will begin to manage it.

Evan Carter nodded and thanked them.

It was already light outside.

She simply went straight back to the station.

After returning to Nanwu, Evan Carter applied through open recruitment and submitted her resume to the Urban Channel's "Transmission" program at Nanwu TV.

"Transmission" is a livelihood news program at the station, mainly reporting on local and surrounding county and town news, with the aim of "focusing on people's lives and conveying the voices of the people."

Evan Carter felt that her own situation really needed some attention. Absentmindedly wondering whether to submit this as a topic, she walked into the office.

The lights were on inside, but no one was there.

She went to the break room to make a cup of coffee. She really had no energy at the moment, not even an appetite for breakfast. But she couldn't sleep either, so after scrolling through the news app, she started writing her draft.

The whole day passed in a daze.

The new intern, Eric Foster, went out for interviews with her, looking like he wanted to say something but kept hesitating. In the end, he couldn't hold back and said, "Evan jie, did I do something wrong?"

Only then did Evan Carter realize that her bad mood had lasted almost the whole day.

It wasn't until she finally submitted her news assignment that, for the first time, Evan Carter chose not to work overtime and packed up to leave right away.

The temperature at night was low, and the cold wind, like sharp ice blades, cut past her ears.

After only a few steps, Evan Carter received a message from Samuel Clark.

Samuel Clark: [Evan Carter, I'm dead.]

"......"

Evan Carter: [?]

Samuel Clark: [I! Really! Am! Going! To! Die!]

Samuel Clark: [My bracelet is missing!]

Samuel Clark: [It was a gift from my crush! I haven't even worn it a few times, wuwuwuwu!]

Evan Carter: [Couldn't find it?]

Samuel Clark: [Yeah TAT]

Samuel Clark: [I only realized it was missing at the office this morning. I thought it was at home, but I couldn't find it after I got back just now.]

Samuel Clark: [But I feel like I left it at Ryan Grant's bar.]

Samuel Clark: [Can you help me ask about it after work? It's too far for me to go to An Tai now.]

Evan Carter: [Okay.]

Evan Carter: [Don't be too anxious.]

Evan Carter's mind felt rusty, sluggishly thinking about which direction to go, then finally lifted her foot again. Luckily, Decadence Street wasn't far from here, just a seven or eight minute walk.

Going further in, she found the "Overtime" bar.

She walked in.

Unlike last night, the seats on the round stage had been replaced by a rock band, and the music was so loud it made her ears numb. The bar was dimly lit, the atmosphere lively, and multicolored lights flashed rapidly.

Evan Carter walked up to the bar.

It was still the same blond bartender as last time.

Evan Carter called out to him, "Hello."

The bartender smiled, "Good evening, ma'am. What would you like to drink?"

Evan Carter shook her head and got straight to the point: "I came here with a friend yesterday and lost a bracelet. I was wondering if you happened to find it?"

Hearing this, the bartender seemed to recognize her and immediately nodded, "Yes, please wait a moment."

"Okay, thank you."

Evan Carter stood there waiting.

She watched as the bartender opened a drawer on one side and rummaged through it. Then he opened another drawer and searched again. Suddenly, he stopped, looked up, and waved in a certain direction, calling out, "Jason Turner."

The waiter called "Jason Turner" walked over, "Hey. Little Scott, what's up?"

Evan Carter looked over.

She immediately recognized him as the waiter who spilled wine on her yesterday.

The bartender asked in confusion, "The bracelet you picked up yesterday, didn't I put it here? Why can't I find it?"

"Huh? That bracelet..." Jason Turner was also confused, then suddenly remembered, "Oh, right. When Ryan came down to get his clothes, he took the bracelet too."

"......"

Thinking she misheard, Evan Carter was stunned and couldn't help but ask, "What?"

Jason Turner repeated instinctively, "It was taken by Ryan."

"......"

This time Evan Carter heard it loud and clear, but still found it hard to believe.

A bar owner with such a big place.

Actually, he so brazenly took a guest's lost property for himself.

The bartender was clearly unaware of this, looking puzzled, "Ryan took it? Where did he go? Wasn't he just here?"

Jason Turner looked clueless, "I don't know."

There was a moment of silence.

The bartender looked back at Evan Carter a bit awkwardly, "Sorry, our lost and found is usually managed by the boss. How about you leave your contact information, or you can wait a bit while I try to contact the boss now."

Evan Carter didn't want to stay here too long and thought it would be the same to come back tomorrow. "It's fine, I'll just leave my contact info."

"Alright." The bartender handed her a business card, "Please write it here."

Evan Carter lowered her head and wrote a string of numbers on it, handing it back to him, "Please help look for it again. If you find it, just call this number—"