A small frame appeared in the upper left corner of the TV screen, showing Little Taotie shortly after she arrived at the hotel, sitting at the small bar in the hotel lobby, swinging her feet and eating strawberry cake.
In the center of the lobby, there was a black piano, with a graceful young girl in a white dress playing it.
Little Taotie wasn't lying.
However, the staff playing the role of the police didn't let her off just like that and instead pointed at the surveillance video and asked, "At thirty minutes, you left."
"You didn't come back until forty minutes. During that time, where did you go? What did you do?"
Little Taotie tilted her head and thought for a moment: "I went to the restroom once."
"The restroom doesn't have surveillance, so it can't prove your alibi."
Little Taotie felt the police were giving her a hard time.
If it weren't for knowing this was a program, the little girl would have already taken out her Special Department credentials.
