"How did you find out?"
Qin Qiuxi briefly told the story of Huai Qing, "This silver lock is hers, with her name engraved on it, I couldn't have gotten it wrong. Could she have gone to Bo Yuxun after she escaped back then?"
"You fool, you've been tricked and still don't know it. How could Huai Qing possibly make such a low-level mistake...?" She hung up the phone right after saying that.
Qin Qiuxi looked at the hung-up phone with a confused expression.
Soon, a text message was sent to her by her dear sister. It contained only a string of simple symbols. Upon understanding them, Qin Qiuxi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Without saying a word, she went home, poured the contents of her bag onto the sofa, and indeed found a black round object the size of a fingernail among a pile of miscellaneous items, shimmering with a faint red light.
So, tonight was a trap.
Qin Qiuxi gritted her teeth and sneered.