Chapter 527
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Eventually, Fu Jiu successfully sent that teacher to jail .
To her surprise, in just a short span of three years, that person had shown up in front of her again .
Obviously, that teacher had forgotten all about her .
He changed his name and continued living a good life .
Fu Jiu witnessed him becoming a home tutori again with his family connections .
For the first time, she questioned herself—what was right and what was wrong?
In the prime of her best friend's life, she had suffered the worst situation .
Why would some women said that it was her fault? Why didn't that teacher find someone else; why did he target a little girl?
As for that trash of a human?
Famous home tutor?
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On that day .
Fu Jiu put her textbooks down and turned on the laptop which she hadn't touched for three years after returning home .
Z—was back!
She began to realize that things were not as good as they seemed to be .
It was because different people had different moral values .
It had nothing to do with age and status .
Some could still live a good life after committing crimes .
It wasn't as if they would lose anything .
Even if they did, they wouldn't lose too much .
Debasement is the password of the base!
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Since he didn't get the punishment he deserved, she shall be the arbiter .
She was destined to be an anti-hero .
From that day on, she began truly putting on a disguise .
In the day, she acted no different from ordinary people, eating instant noodles and playing games .
At night, she would transform into Z, punishing those who deserved punishment .
Fu Jiu lowered her eyes .
She planned on recovering her identity after the National League .
But this case was special .
She had to deal with it .
Since Hoshino was here, it was time for them to continue their work .
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Fu Jiu's eyes flashed .
It was still the same spot where she had climbed over the school walls .
While the guards were directing school traffic and acting like they were the most important people in the world, Fu Jiu raised her long leg onto a tree branch, and used her left hand to hold onto the wall . With a forceful leap, she flipped over the wall .
Her series of actions were handsome and beautiful .
When that middle-aged man who was selling sweet potatoes on the road saw her, he instantly recalled . "Young man, you must be a national gymnast, right?
Fu Jiu wasn't in the mood for chatting . She went to the middle of the road and grabbed a cab .
She sat in the back .
When the driver saw that his passenger was a high-school student with a school bag on his back, he pricked his eyebrows and said, "School isn't over yet, right?"
Fu Jiu took out the laptop she designed herself and replied indifferently, "Truant . "
The driver shook his head and as he drove, he heard tapping sounds from the back, ones that resembled keyboard strokes .
Did he hear it right?
That thing in youngster's hand was clearly a book?
Curiosity killed the cat, and the driver was no exception . While stopping at a red light, he turned his head to discover that it was indeed a laptop . He could not help but exclaim, "Technology is amazing nowadays! To think that it can be in this form factor . "
Fu Jiu tersely acknowledged as her fingers flew across the keyboard .
Rows and rows of code were streaming down the screen .
That driver laughed again . "You must be playing games, aren't you? My boy loves playing games too, but he uses his phone usually . I think he plays some game called Hero all day . He even says that it's filled with primary school students and quite lame . "
"Indeed . " Fu Jiu's words and posture convinced the driver that she was only playing games .
Following that, the driver didn't' say another word .
At that moment, a black picture appeared on the screen, like it was signaling the true beginning of something—Z .