146 Chen Beixuan, Bai Qiming's phone number_2

At last, the crowds had dispersed.

The woman finally hit the accelerator and drove past, her speed reduced slightly when she saw a few standouts among the people waiting at the bus stop—two young men who were heads and shoulders above the rest.

The car behind carefully honked its horn.

Only then did the SUV continue forward, eventually stopping at the Chen Family private museum.

Today was the museum's last day open to the public.

Many people with reservations were queuing for entry. The woman pulled the key out, stepped down from the vehicle in her leather boots, put on her sunglasses, and walked straight inside through a side door.

She arrived reeking of blood, causing people in the queue to keep silent.

After she entered, the people started whispering among themselves, "What's going on? There are people who don't have to queue up?"

"Yeah, everyone should be equal..."

Someone even pulled out their phone.