The man watched calmly as she took her phone out of her bag and began searching the call history, then chuckled softly.
"Planning to call Jiang Yi?" the man asked with a flat tone.
An Li did not bother to look up at him, "Yes, I'm going to ask her if there's something important she needs to discuss with me at this hour."
The man did not stop her actions.
As An Li found Jiang Yi's number, the man behind suddenly sprang forward.
Before An Li could dial, a handkerchief with a strong odor came from behind and pressed directly over her mouth and nose.
An Li's eyes widened in terror; she had smelled this in the high school chemistry lab before.
It's ether, capable of causing unconsciousness.
While resisting, An Li's phone fell beside her feet, emitting a dull thud.
She wanted to fight back, but lack of strength rendered her powerless; the man's strength was overwhelming.
Her gaze shifted to the man sitting nearby.
