"You are... White Owl!"
But as soon as the words left his mouth, he immediately shook his head repeatedly.
"No, how could you be White Owl? White Owl should be in the experimental zone right now, maybe he's already escaped from this damned place..."
"Besides, your voice is different. We just talked with him a moment ago, did you use a voice changer..."
He mumbled to himself, filled with confusion and bewilderment.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Liang was startled.
This mask, like a bolt of lightning, split open a corner of his deep memory.
That night on the midnight highway in the suburbs, a man wearing the same mask chased their car on foot.
After that, he even fought evenly with Chief Gao, who was wearing Reproductive Armor, and at one point held the upper hand.
The image in his memory gradually overlapped with the silent man in front of him.
Zhou Liang swallowed again, feeling even more tense inside.
