Night fell.
Meng Chengcheng, India, Chen Feng, Zhou Yi, and Jiang Die strolled beneath the streetlights.
India held her forehead. She had clearly invited only one person, so why had everyone come along?
Jiang Die explained her reason for coming. "I want to join your squad."
India was puzzled. "A promising rookie like you must have plenty of squads to choose from."
"But I ran the numbers. Of all the squads willing to recruit trainee agents, yours is the best choice."
"How did you figure that out?"
"I went to the archives and checked the deployment records from the past few years. Your squad was the only one with no fatalities."
"Of course. With my prophetic abilities, how could anything go wrong?" Being showered with praise by the strongest rookie made India rather happy, and she did not forget to take a swipe at Meng Chengcheng along the way.
Look at this petty little woman getting full of herself, Meng Chengcheng muttered inwardly.
India turned to Zhou Yi. "What about you? Do you want to join us too?"
Zhou Yi replied in his simple, clumsy way, "I'm hungry. I! Want! Food!"
"All right, all right, I get it."
What a single-celled organism.
India then turned to her nemesis, daggers hidden behind her smile. "Chengcheng, you just got back. Don't you need to report on your mission?"
Trying to steal my powerhouse behind my back? Not a chance!
Meng Chengcheng pulled Chen Feng along, turning India's own ploy against her. "You're right. Xiao Hu, let's go back and write our report."
India's smile froze. She could only say, "It's already so late. Reporting tomorrow will be fine."
After walking for so long, Chen Feng finally could not help asking, "Is the restaurant we're going to nearby?"
India denied it. "No, it