This was the latest GPS positioning chip developed by the military. It was about the size of a fingernail.
This thing was specially supplied by the army and had not been mass-produced yet.
Jeffrey only had this item because his grandfather had spent some effort to get it for him.
The smallest locators on the market were five to six centimeters long. They were not small, and it was easy to find them if they were hidden on the body.
They probably didn't expect Jeffrey to have such a high-level item on him, so they didn't search his socks, giving Jeffrey a way out.
He believed that his grandfather would send people to save him soon after he heard the news. Therefore, before that, he only needed to cooperate with them and not get hurt.
An hour passed quickly, and the masked man returned to the basement.
"How is it, Little Master? Have you thought about your answer?"
