If Liu Ziyin were following this person at the moment, she would have discovered that his disguise was exactly the same as the person who gave her the bracelet this afternoon.
This person didn't stray far from Miayana Road; instead, he got on a bus.
On the bus, there was a group of monks dressed just like him, holding Buddha Beads, expressionless, as if the nearby screams had nothing to do with them.
It wasn't until the last monk got on the bus that the people on board quietly left.
Meanwhile, the worried director counted the people around him and suddenly realized someone was missing, "Where is Jia Xitong?!"
Jia Xitong was now on the bus.
No, to be precise, she was sitting on the roof of the bus.
As the vehicle swayed during the ride, only she could sit firmly on the roof. She even had time to hang up the director's call and send him a message on WeChat.
[Bear is raccoon's bear: Director, I'm in a bit of a peculiar situation right now, let's communicate through text.]
