Xu Ran slowly stood up: "There's an eighty percent chance it's her!"
"Where is she located?"
He Sifang took out her photo, personal information, vehicle color, and license plate number.
Ye Ping: "Have the patrol stop her, don't let her enter the inner city. Then arrange a car for us, we're heading over now."
Thus.
Xu Ran and Uncle Ye sat in the car, speeding towards the location of the suspicious pregnant woman.
Meanwhile, the self-driving pregnant woman being watched parked her car by the roadside, her face full of confusion: "What's going on? I haven't broken any traffic rules, right?"
Patrol: "You haven't violated any rules. But for your safety, we officially want to offer you a blessing."
Self-driving pregnant woman: "What blessing?"
Patrol: "Recently, miscarriages among pregnant women have become a bit frequent, coupled with the fact that our Jing City has experienced a city-wide nightmare.
