308, Tracking, Night...

Song Qinghuan thought for a moment, then shook her head, saying, "I don't think so. We've been watching closely, but Li Xiaoyi hasn't come out."

"But he's been inside all this time," Li Wei asked again, "do we still need to wait?"

Song Qinghuan nodded, "We've already waited this long, we can wait another half hour."

Feeling listless, Li Wei leaned against the wall, "Alright."

Before long, the closed shop door was opened again, and Li Xiaoyi emerged.

As he was locking up, Song Qinghuan immediately grabbed Li Wei and ran out to hail a cab.

At the moment Li Xiaoyi stood up, a taxi just happened to pull up in front of Song Qinghuan and Li Wei.

He looked around and only saw a taxi in the direction where Song Qinghuan was.

Without any suspicion, he pressed the car lock button.

After the car beeped once, Li Xiaoyi went to his own car, opened the door and got in.

Shortly after his departure, the taxi followed suit.