The Reckoning of a Tyrant

She couldn't help but tense up. This car behind them had been following all the way. Was she the target, or was it Han Yaotian?

Han Yaotian didn't seem to realize that the car was following him and was still sweet talking her, but she definitely wasn't in the mood to listen to what he was saying.

She retrieved the scalpel disguised as a pen from her backpack and calmly put it in the pocket of her down jacket.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Mu Feichi.

Mu Feichi was dining in a restaurant at that moment, but when he'd received her news, he threw down his chopsticks and ran to his office to open the monitoring screen.

"Grey Wolf, locate the address of this phone right away. The girl is being followed by a van. Can you scan to see if you can find out how many people are in the van?"

"Young Marshal Mu, the research and development on infrared scanning isn't fully completed yet, so we can only try our best."