A black Audi was emerging from a luxury community. What caught Ye Xiong's attention was a small, square piece of paper stuck to the rear of the car. In the dim glow of the streetlight, it looked like a business card.
Ye Xiong drove his motorcycle past the Audi and got a closer look at the small note. It was indeed the same piece of paper with Du Yuehua's phone number that Youyou had given him. Somehow, she had managed to stick it on the car.
This little girl... Sister Hua's crisis awareness training really paid off. If it weren't for this note, I don't know if I would have been able to lock onto the target.
Just then, his phone rang. It was Du Yuehua.
It turned out Youyou's grandfather still didn't trust Ye Xiong. He was afraid the man was just a common crook taking advantage of the situation to steal his phone, so he had called his daughter the moment Ye Xiong left.