Lu Xiaojiu rotated the camera, examining the items in the room. There was nothing special, but the medicine on the table caught her attention. It was too far to see clearly, so Lu Xiaojiu continued to move the lens. Lu Bai was on the balcony, seemingly asleep, particularly tranquil.
Two hours later.
Xiao Qiao woke up, yawning, "How's it going?"
"He's asleep," Lu Xiaojiu said.
"Can't see his face at all."
Xiao Qiao thought for a moment and said, "You go rest, I'll watch."
Lu Xiaojiu nodded.
An hour later, Xiao Qiao frowned, rewound the surveillance footage, watched it once, then narrowed her eyes, "Xiaojiu, wake up, wake up, this is a duplicate surveillance segment."
The scenes were identical; even the angle and frequency of the curtains being blown were the same.
Lu Xiaojiu suddenly stood up, skillfully opened the door to the next room, and sure enough, Lu Bai was not inside.
"Damn it, when did he leave? I was watching him the whole time."
