A City, in a luxury villa.

The man in the wheelchair is sketching a map on it.

He has been drawing here for a long time, and the maid on one side wriggles her lips to persuade him, but dares not say a word.

"Master." A man with the appearance of a bodyguard came in: "We checked the place you instructed, or there was no news of Miss Mu."

Bai Moqing's pen paused, made a fork somewhere, then motioned the bodyguard to come over, pointed to another place on the map and said, "Check here."

"Yes!" The bodyguard nodded and retreated.

Bai Moqing opened her tired eyes and looked at...