Alice was sitting not far away. She held a cup of coffee and looked at him calmly. Bruce took the call and came back. He sat opposite Alice and did not have a good attitude towards her. "Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"
Alice said calmly, "You are Bruce, right? You are a pirate. You were infamous back then. In recent years, the counter-terrorism deployed army troops to deal with pirates, and you became much more law-abiding."
"How did you know about my identity?" Bruce was stunned. How did this person know his identity? She looked very terrifying. Alice said calmly, "I naturally have my own channels. I looked for you today to confirm a matter."
Alice took out a photograph. The little girl with two thick and black ponytails had a brilliant smile. The photograph was old and was frequently handled. The corner had some creases. The fair and pure little girl was exceptionally likable. "Do you know her?"
