It was a black Audi emerging from a luxury community.
What caught Ye Xiong's attention was a small square sticky note attached to the rear of the car, which, in the streetlight, seemed to be a name card from afar.
Ye Xiong drove by the Audi and examined the sticky note closely. It was indeed the same note with Du Yuehua's phone number that Youyou had given him. Somehow, she had managed to stick it on the car.
"This girl, Sister Hua's crisis awareness training wasn't wasted." If it weren't for this note, Ye Xiong wondered if he could have locked onto the target.
Just then, the phone rang, and it was from Du Yuehua.
It turned out that Youyou's grandfather still didn't trust Ye Xiong, fearing he was a bad guy who took advantage of the chaos to steal his phone. So the moment Ye Xiong left, he called his daughter.
"Hello, I'm the mother of the kidnapped little girl. Have you found my daughter?" Du Yuehua asked anxiously on the phone.
"Sister Hua, it's me."
