"Take off your coat and empty your pockets. Take the umbrella from the chest as well," the short-haired girl in charge of the security check told Yuan Zhou the same time the system sounded.
Yuan Zhou instinctively frowned when he heard the system's question. He then answered with an "accept" inwardly.
However, Yuan Zhou's frown caused the security girl to misunderstand.
"Are there any problems?," asked the short-haired girl as she looked at Yuan Zhou with a stern look.
"Nothing. I don't have an umbrella," Yuan Zhou maintained the solemn expression on his face and answered seriously.
However, the short-haired girl did not let Yuan Zhou off. She directly did a thorough inspection on Yuan Zhou. Even his shoes were taken off before she was satisfied.
"Ok. Take your stuff there," the short-haired girl said briefly.
"Ok," answered Yuan Zhou as he calmly put his shoes back on.
