177 The Middle-aged Crisis of the Greasy Hero_1

"You don't have to say anything — I can guess,"

Tracy said with a smile, seeing that Lin Ge remained silent.

Elvie really isn't sincere, hiding the object in the prison without even telling her own warden, yet trusting you, an outsider."

Tracy cast a glance at Lin Ge, but his expression was calm, revealing no information.

"By your looks, you're not going to tell me where that thing is hidden, right?"

"I don't know what the guest is talking about," Lin Ge decided to be a qualified keeper of secrets, revealing nothing about Elvie's head.

Although he was curious why Tracy was also interested in Elvie's head — they seemed to be on good terms.

But if he asked, it would be tantamount to admitting he had seen Elvie's real head, so he had to play dumb to the end.

"Not bad, it seems Elvie has placed her most precious belongings with the right person," Tracy laughed and then suddenly stood up, looking at the raffle wheel on the wall.