"This should be it, right..."
Zhou Li looked down at his phone; the icons for Xiao Zhou and Xiao Zhu had overlapped on the map.
Huai Xu stood very close to him, leaning over to look at the map as well. "This thing is really high-tech," he said. "If they had something like this back in ancient times, tracking people would've been much easier."
"Your tracking targets won't share real-time maps with you," Zhou Li reminded in a low voice.
"…" Huai Xu quietly withdrew his gaze, glancing towards the wall in front of them. "The kid is right inside, quietly sitting under a tree waiting for you, looking around, and wary of the security guards."
"I'll call him—" Zhou Li furrowed his brows, brewing for a moment. "Zhu Shuang!"
"You startled him," said Huai Xu.
"Oh."
"He's started to run."
Huai Xu was like a sports commentator. As his voice fell, a faint noise came from behind the wall, and a head popped up over it.
