Qin Shaonan pinched her fingers, "Okay."
Qiao Qiao looked at Qin Shaonan, her eyes filled with a clear ripple.
The past month had been very calm, as if nothing had happened before. However, this calm was gradually causing anxiety.
Qin Shaonan heard the phone ring, saw it was Huo Bei, picked up the phone and left the bedroom.
He went into the study, closed the door, sat on the black sofa, his gaze hidden in the darkness, and answered the phone, "Huo Bei."
Huo Bei spoke softly, "I've checked all of Miss Qiao's calls. Since she returned to the country, there's only one suspicious call, which came from a public phone."
Qin Shaonan sat there, quietly listening.
Huo Bei continued, "There are no electronic eyes or surveillance cameras around the public phone; it's impossible to track the person."
Qin Shaonan, "Mm."
It seemed the other party was cunning. He asked softly, "Is the public phone domestic or abroad?"
Huo Bei, "Right in Hong Kong."
Hong Kong~
