The moment the private detective hung up the phone and was about to track down Gu Wei's location, he heard a cold voice from behind: "Looking for me?"
The detective's body stiffened. He turned his head and cursed inwardly: Damn!
With over a decade of experience, he had rarely been discovered, yet today, he had blown his cover, and he had no clue where he went wrong.
Gu Wei approached him, reaching out for his camera.
For some reason, he obediently handed over the camera.
Gu Wei opened the camera, checked the photos for a while, and then said faintly, "Private detective?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Pretty professional."
Was that a compliment?
The private detective actually felt quite pleased.
"I've been doing this for over a decade."
"Not bad, but it's a shame you ran into me. I hail from a counter-surveillance background."
The private detective involuntarily exclaimed, "Bro!"
"Who hired you?" Gu Wei asked.