Xu Xiangbei suddenly remembered that when the company was settling Lei Ziming's debts, they discovered that besides buying some weapons and ammunition, Lei Ziming had also purchased a satellite.
But no one knew where the satellite was. Everyone thought Lei Ziming bought it on a whim during a drunken spree, just wasting money on a rich boy's impulse.
Xu Xiangbei asked doubtfully, "Are you saying that toy Lei Ziming bought is a real satellite?"
"Lei Ziming's big toy is indeed a real satellite, a high-resolution spy satellite. Heh, I've already seen your Porsche; turns out this satellite has been tracking you all along."
Xu Xiangbei felt a surge of tension and fear. "Tracking me?"
"Tracking your Porsche, including your whereabouts this month, have all been recorded. Check to see if there's a surveillance probe installed on your car. From the video perspective, it should be on the rear bumper."
