the streets of the capital were bustling with people.
the private detective was also an experienced stalker. he pretended not to hear her and walked forward.
however, he was suddenly patted on the back. he subconsciously ran away, but he felt a pain in his shoulder. half of his arm felt like it was going to be dislocated. his back hit a cold and hard place. his vision turned black, and the two of them had entered the dark and narrow alley.
jing xingyao was standing right in front of him.
"miss, what do you want to do? i can sue you for personal injury!" he spoke bluntly, trying to gain the initiative.
jing xingyao tilted her head and sized him up, then raised her hand to pull on his collar.
"hey, yingluo, what are you doing? sexual harassment?" he subconsciously covered his collar.
however, jing xingyao was very fast. in one breath, he pulled out a micro camera from his collar.
"what is this?"
