"He's here."
The moment Han Su heard that voice, his scalp prickled as if he'd been shocked. He immediately turned around.
Mental Activity didn't need to be deliberately activated. It came into effect in an instant.
His pupils contracted again and again, straining to catch the light in the distance and make out the person's appearance.
It was him—the transformed monster!
The monster who had been watching him ever since he joined the Disaster Management Bureau—or even before he joined.
A monster of unknown origins and motives, who was only known to be terrifyingly powerful and to hate him.
Someone even Song Chushi greatly feared.
The enemy Miss Ai had spoken of, the one truly lurking in the shadows.
This trip hadn't been for that information. The Drunkard was only an appetizer. The one they were really waiting for was him.
But now, a powerful sense of urgency welled up inside him. It wasn't just because the monster had hidden in the dark for so long. It was also because Han Su had just heard his voice.
The voice was completely unfamiliar, yet its tone and pitch felt strangely familiar to Han Su.
With his Mental Activity heightened to its limit, Han Su needed only one glance to take in the other man's silhouette.
He saw the man's tall frame, white suit, golden hair, eyepatch, and snakeskin briefcase.
Almost mechanically, Han Su studied the man's features, engraving them deep in his mind.
But what followed was a sense of utter unfamiliarity. He had never seen this face before.
The two starkly different feelings of familiarity and unfamiliarity intertwined, forming a strange, complicated sensation. His mind was deeply unsettled.
"I've finally found you."
As Han Su struggled to make sense of it all, the White Suit monster stared fixedly at him