The Administrative Hall in Number One Soda City closed at five-thirty in the afternoon.
When they turned to look, they saw a chaotic stream of people pouring out of the Administrative Hall.
Lu Xin and Number Fourteen hurriedly craned their necks, searching through the crowd. Yet after all the cleaners, security guards, people dressed like low-level clerks, temporary workers, and the like had left, they still did not see Number Three anywhere.
They were beginning to feel suspicious when a man in a finely tailored suit walked down the steps.
Spinning his car keys in one hand, he looked to be in an excellent mood as he headed toward the sports car parked by the roadside.
"Brother Jiu..."
The moment he saw the man, Number Fourteen grew excited and grabbed Lu Xin tightly by the wrist.
Lu Xin, Sister, and Little Nineteen, who was also pressed against the car window watching, all looked somewhat bewildered.
The man was handsome, dressed impeccably, and had an extremely fashionable hairstyle.
Judging by his bearing, he clearly held a fairly high position at work...
Yet no matter how they looked at him, he did not seem much like the Number Three from their memories—the one who had crouched naked beside a wall, catching and eating rats...
"Brother Jiu, don't you trust my judgment?"
Seeing that Lu Xin seemed doubtful, Number Fourteen excitedly tugged at his arm, his chubby face trembling slightly.
"Or is it that you can't recognize him now that he's wearing clothes?"
"..."
Seeing how serious he was, Lu Xin narrowed his eyes slightly and stared deeply at the man.
After a while, the tension on his face slowly faded. His pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression became rather horrified.
Only after a long moment did he nod and say, "So it