C149 Take Care of Her for Me

Four o'clock in the morning.

The street lamps by the side of the road seemed to be covered in fog, and it felt unreal walking under the lights.

A reporter held a microphone and stared at the car window with a lustful gaze. He had yet to receive the signal inside.

"Old Sixth said it was a big selling point. Don't try to trick us. We've waited for four hours