Mo Xixi was dumbstruck when she heard about Li Hui's death. She couldn't imagine that her thoughtless scribble could lead to Li Hui's inexplicable demise.
Even after arriving at Golden Splendor, her mouth hadn't stopped moving. "How can someone just die like that," "The guys from the National Security Department who are in charge of surveillance are incredibly sharp, with them watching, not even a mosquito can escape their sight."
"Major Lin didn't have the chance to explain in detail today," Xia You, who anyway doesn't get along with those Young Masters, just nested in the changing room she shared with Mo Xixi and Li Zhen and got changed into her uniform.
"At a time like this, it's up to me," Mo Xixi pulled out her mobile phone, which was quite special, resembling a transmitter. With a few rapid taps, she composed a text message, and after sending it to a group, she propped up with her legs crossed, waiting for replies.
