Leng Xiaomo scratched his head, feeling a headache coming on. Then, he took out the phone from his bag. It was black and had been turned off. He had also taken out the SIM card to prevent being tracked.
Forget it.
How could it be such a coincidence?
Leng Xiaomo slammed the computer shut, turned around in his chair, and got up to climb into bed.
She was covered with a thin blanket.
Perhaps because there was something on her mind, Leng Xiaomo didn't sleep well.
She was always in a half-asleep state. Even when she was asleep, she kept dreaming. The scene in her dream was the scene at the airport. The man wearing glasses bumped into her, and then at the security check, she had a cell phone with her.
In her dream, she had been worried that the person who had seen the video would notice the scene. If that were the case, she would be in trouble.
But then again, if even she didn't notice, where were the others?
