3 3 301 "Since then... and how long has it been? Anyway—I have not heard about him anymore."
4 4 301 "Not that I have any proof... but I can't shake the feeling that, for someone who was so hellbent on getting what he wanted, he must still be out there somewhere."
5 5 301 "But if I ever see him again..."
6 6 301 "I'm so going to beat the shit out of him."
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8 8 301 1 ??? Are you done? We should go. 1
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11 10 301 1 Changyu Aah! 1
12 11 301 Changyu What's the matter with you? How come you don't make any sound when you walk? 1
13 12 201 1 500127 10
14 13 301 1 Sophia ... 1
15 14 204 1
16 15 301 Sophia Two minutes late. Reporting to the leader. 1
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18 17 301 Changyu Kids these days... What's wrong with being a little bit late? 1
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21 20 301 1 Sophia You said diary is for babies. 2
22 21 204 1 2
23 22 301 Changyu ...You must be misremembering. I never said that. 1
24 23 204 1 20
25 24 301 Changyu Oh, look! Jamilah is here! 1
26 25 204 1
27 26 301 In the split second when Sophia turns around, Changyu grabs the journal on his desk and shoves it inside a drawer.
28 27 204 2 10
29 28 301 Sophia She's not. 2
30 29 204 1 2
31 30 301 Changyu I must've been mistaken, haha... 1
32 31 204 1 1
33 32 301 Changyu ...Alright. Enough dawdling. 1
34 33 301 AniZhuanchangBegin Changyu Where are we heading next? 1
46 42 301 AniZhuanchangEnd What Changyu never found out is that Huainan did make a comprehensive escape plan for this scenario. Not that it concerns Changyu anymore.
50 44 301 AniZhuanchangEnd Huainan formulated four escape plans. The first one was sending out distress calls—
51 201 301 RImgBg1Disable He had sent out countless distress signals with information on the Nighter, messages that had remained on radio frequency unanswered—intel that will one day be intercepted by "421."
64 54 301 Fisherman Enough with your bloody smoking! Look!
65 55 301 Fisherman Is that... a person?!
66 56 301 1 AniZhuanchangBegin Waves crash onto the shore, washing over the sandy, rocky coast. And as the water recedes, lying on top of the coarse sand is the tender frame of a young person.