Clover Hall.
"By the way…" The masked Mrs. Lai said slowly as she looked up at Jia up and down, "you remind me of someone or at least your voice does."
Shit, did she recognize me?
She peeked at Mingshen's side, seeing him still merrily talking to the leader without a care in the world. Suddenly she felt that she was at a greater chance of being exposed than him.
Quickly thinking it through, Jia decided to act like investing her curiosity in it rather than suspiciously deflecting the question.
"Is that so?" she leaned in a bit. "Who that might be?"
She scoffed. "There is a woman. We used to be neighbors. Her parents were cops who all acted like the torchers of justice but in reality, they were just a bunch of bastard traitors!"
Jia froze.
