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Masks?
Lin Xian blinked...
Now that everyone's cards were on the table, and we were all in the same gang, was there any need for masks?
"Is it for safety, Brother Lian?"
"Yes and no. Actually, what safety can a mask really offer? It's more about tradition now."
Big Face Cat flicked his cigarette butt onto the ground and stamped it out with his shoe:
"There are many people around here who do this kind of thing. I don't know when it became an unspoken rule, but everyone wears cartoon masks so that we can recognize each other as fellow thieves, not enemies, to avoid panic and confusion."
"Usually, when we see someone else wearing a cartoon mask, we just nod and pass by; there's no need for conflict. In this regard, whether we know each other or not, we actually get along quite well."
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Alright, when in Rome… Lin Xian followed Big Face Cat into another warehouse.
It was completely dark outside by now.
