A black car flashed past the window.

Mu Chudi's vision is getting better and better. She narrows her eyes slightly and the car seems to settle in her eyes.

The figure of the person sitting in the back compartment fell clearly into her eyes.

It's him!

The person who stuffed her with cards.

The man who knows about chemical weapons.

Mu Chupiper's movements slowed down, and the shop assistant on the other side saw that she had not responded, so he opened his mouth and called out, "Miss?"

"Miss, would you like to check out?"

"A total of 1,300."

"Miss?"

When the clerk saw Mu Chudi, it seemed that he...