Tang Qing turned around, but no one was there. Her long eyebrows knitted, Tang Qing had some doubts. "Was it an illusion?" She just felt that someone was following her!
The rushing voice on the other side of the phone came through, "What? Miss Tang, what to do now, he will go through withdrawal very soon. What if he runs out and gets arrested!"
Tang Qing looked solemn and said, "Don't worry, go to the possible places, especially the way out. Since he can't escape for so many years, he shouldn't be able to get far. You have to catch him."
"Yes…"
Hanging up the phone, Tang Qing turned back. However, she still felt something was wrong. When she passed a room, her feeling was more obvious. Tang Qing went to the door of the room, reached out and knocked on the door. There was no response. A waiter came over with wine and saw Tang Qing lingering at the door. He asked, "Hello, can I help you?"
Tang Qing smiled slightly, shook her head and walked away.
