"Look, our air conditioning is 'broken' again," Gongsun Ce said, rubbing his forehead with a look of helplessness.
Sherlock Holmes appeared quite calm, not even a hint of tension, and instead joked, "It seems they're determined not to let us sleep well." "Perhaps this is their way of forcing us to quit."
Bao Zheng, unusually for him, joined in on the joke, standing up as he spoke and tidied up his bedding.
Gongsun Ce walked over to the window, obligingly opened it again, trying to let the air circulate to alleviate the heat inside. Military doctor Hua Sheng, knowing that complaining was pointless, started checking some of the small marks he had made in the room earlier, in case someone had sneaked in unnoticed.
