"Take off your clothes."
The one single light source in an office inside a bank came from a table lamp. The light barely pierced through the darkness. The yellow light covered a small radius before being swallowed by the darkness. The "person" standing in the shadows wrote these bloodied words. After that, she moved the lamp so that the light made her words visible.
"But, I'm only fifteen…" a teenage boy said with opened jaws. He was very hesitant and seemed very reluctant, as if considering something. For a moment, Lin Sanjiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she wrote frustratedly, "What are you thinking! Just take off your shirt!"
They only had a short break between patrols, so Lin Sanjiu took considerable effort to get the three of them together. She certainly didn't want Reno to waste their time so aimlessly.
