The man quickly reached the window and looked down.
Not noticing anything unusual, he frowned and returned to the room, unable to determine if there was anyone inside without that tracking device.
It seemed there was only one, or else he would have called others up.
Chuzheng watched him pacing the room, making the already cramped space feel even smaller.
Chuzheng could only stand in the corner.
About five minutes later, the man finally gave up and left.
Chuzheng: "..."
The great one's dignity was almost lost!
Chuzheng glanced at the item in her hand, and after a few seconds, noticed the green dot was not far from her...
The curtain suddenly lifted, and the man appeared at the door again.
Chuzheng: "..."
Seeing nothing unusual, the man truly left this time.
Chuzheng watched the green dot on the screen depart, moving farther and farther away.
What the hell is this high-tech?
Why can it track her?
And that person just now...
"Xiao Chu."
