Can't You Shake Them Off?

When Xu Bai's car drove into the parking lot of the 38th Precinct, the black SUV trailing 200 meters behind him did not take another step forward.

"Shan'er!"

"Brother Bai."

"LJ4848."

Xu Bai walked out of the elevator and found Chen Shan, who had just arrived at the office. Chen Shan, who had his computer on, told him the license plate number of the black SUV following behind him. "Check it."

Chen Shan, who had taken a bite of the bun, nodded. Just as he placed his hands on the keyboard, he was suddenly stunned and looked at Xu Bai, who was standing beside him.

"That's not right. Didn't you say that you would cover my breakfast?"

"I said afternoon tea."

"…Alright."

Chen Shan shrugged and used the police system to directly connect to the DMV's system. He entered the license plate number and clicked on the search button.

Soon.

The black SUV's vehicle information appeared on the computer screen.