Amid the noisy, chaotic crowd, Zhang Zhao saw the investigators leave, and his taut nerves instantly relaxed. He let out a long breath.
Just then, he suddenly remembered Su Yue. He hurriedly turned to look at where Su Yue had been standing, only to find that the place was already empty.
Zhang Zhao was frantic. He weaved back and forth through the crowd, widening his eyes as he searched carefully, leaving no corner unchecked, but in the end, he still failed to find any trace of Su Yue.
With no other choice, he could only give up the search. He hurriedly shoved his way out of the crowd and ran toward the car parked across the street.
He opened the front passenger-side door and dropped into the seat. Mu Qi sat there with a gloomy expression, staring fixedly ahead.
"Where did that woman run off to? Do you know?" Zhang Zhao asked anxiously.
Mu Qi answered in a muffled voice, "She left just now."
The moment Zhang Zhao heard that, he angrily slapped his thigh and cursed, "It's all that bastard's fault! If he hadn't sent me flying, I would've succeeded already."
Mu Qi helplessly raised a hand and rubbed the space between his brows. Faced with this situation, he had no idea what to say either.
He had witnessed everything that had just happened. It truly couldn't be blamed on his companion.
Who could have expected that, at the critical moment when the plan was about to achieve complete success, an accident would suddenly appear, send someone flying, and ruin everything?
Zhang Zhao asked again, "I couldn't get away just now. Since you saw that woman ride off on an electric scooter, why didn't you chase her?"
Mu Qi silently raised a finger and pointed ahead. Zhang Zhao followed