318 A Trip Down the Memory Lane (1/2)

The cargo truck turned its headlights on abruptly!

All the lights were like radars that completely locked onto her!

And right after that...

Someone jumped outside of the truck swiftly and handsomely. He was nothing like anyone she had ever encountered.

That person stood with his back against the light. He was wearing a school uniform, which revealed his age.

She could not figure out anything else...

From where she was standing, the lights were too bright, so she was slightly blinded.

He stood there and had one hand in his pocket. He greeted indifferently, ”I've heard a lot about you, Zero. Or Z.”

Fortunately, she was donning a long black robe, mimicking the biggest terrorist from a cartoon—the grim reaper.

That robe and that black hood provided her a great disguise.

So that nobody could see her face, let alone her expressions.

The cops rushed out from behind her.

And she only heard people ask skeptically, ”You sure? This is a lady.”

”Who told you that Z is a man?” That person was obviously a high school kid, but in front of the cops, he appeared to have everything under his control.

”But-but we received information that...” The cops wanted to say something.

That man laughed in a low voice. ”Hm, yeah, it's your information that let Zero run wild for an entire half a year.”

The police: ”...” Why is this Chinese man who was hired by F so difficult to communicate with? He's bullying them because they can't argue against him, right?