Looking at the lonely face of the black jacket, I knew that he had a story.

"What do you want to know?"

The black jacket struggled to spit out a sentence from his lips and teeth, and he rubbed his sleepy eyes, which had no intention of sleeping.

"You brought me here so that I could help you find something, right? Putting that mirror back is just a borrowed ......

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