"Where do you think those two little rascals are trying to take Mom?" Outside the entrance of Li Garden, Xiaoxin and Jian Xiaokai each leaned against one side, with Jian Xiaokai folding his arms across his chest, he watched Jian Jian drive away and asked.
"I don't know, but it sure smells fishy to me!" Xiaoxin held one hand to her chest and another in a thinking pose beneath her chin, looking every bit the junior detective.
"You're right,"
"Bro, do you think we should follow and check it out?"
"Definitely!"
"Definitely? You're just posing here while the car is already almost out of sight."
"Stay calm! I already put a tracker on that car just then."
"What the—when did you do that? How did I not notice?"
"By the time you think of it, it's already too late." Jian Xiaokai adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"Tsk—how reliable is that tracker of yours? Don't let it backfire on us later!"
"It has to be reliable; I developed it with the Z Organization!"