Xichengshi muttered in a low voice, frowned and looked at the documents that had fallen out of her pocket.

This didn't happen to him.

They are already the top leader of the Guangji Society, but this Xicheng style is still tangled with the identity of a student?

But...think carefully, I actually analyzed it.

The age of seventeen or eighteen is exactly the age to go to school.

Moreover, even if the Guangji Society was exposed in a certain operation, Xichengshi could completely escape responsibility by relying on the identity of a student.

After all, having a "student" identity on his head is considered a gold medal in some sense of avoiding death.

This is how Japanese society is.

Just bring a 'student' identity.

The public and the media will naturally put you in a weak position.

You don’t need to make a statement, you just need to act like “innocent, uninformed”, and naturally there will be righteous people to defend you.

Moreover, there may be a deeper reason for this level of ‘student identity’.

So why don’t I give me a full set of memories when I traveled through time?

Xicheng Style breathed a little depressedly.

He stuffed his student ID into his pocket and let out a breath of white breath.

There are still a lot of things to do when I go back.

What are the words and deeds of Xicheng?

Is there any connection with those people?

Who are trustworthy?

How to recover from your physical condition as soon as possible?

The most important thing is-

How did Xicheng Style die?

I am not dead yet. Will those hiding in the dark attack me again?

Xicheng style looked out the window thoughtfully.

Outside the silk paper window of the gentle wind—

Snowflakes as white as bones...
Chapter completed!