The fox slightly furrowed his brow, he quickly replied, "There was never any smiling face; that was just a smoke grenade I threw to mislead the police station."
Mu Jin: Are you sure?
Fox: I'm very certain. Don't ask about this matter anymore—it's meaningless.
Mu Jin: Okay, I understand.
At the other end of the network, Mu Jin set down her wristwatch and leaned back in her chair, staring blankly at herself in the half-length mirror.
Reducing all unnecessary contact and ensuring everyone's privacy were rules that the Fox had set down from the beginning in the Deception Group.
Even if one of their four was caught, it wouldn't affect the others.
However, it seemed that someone had not followed this rule.
Mu Jin unconsciously frowned; she recalled the process of joining the Deception Group.
One day on the street, she found ambiguous guidance and followed it to a deserted warehouse.
