บท 77: Make A Peace Sign With Your Fingers

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The woman discreetly searched Cian's room for any recording devices that might have been planted there. It had already been over an hour, but she hadn't found any recorders yet. Not in the ceiling, not hidden in the pillows, and not even beneath the bed.

As she stood up after checking beneath the bed, she let out a sigh of frustration. "There's absolutely nothing in here. That guy was probably just being overly cautious..."

No matter how thoroughly she searched every nook and cranny of the room, she couldn't find a trace of any recording devices.