"I need your help. Where are you now? Give me your address." Chase said.
Jacky gave the phone to the girl from before, and the girl gave Chase the address.
Chase called a taxi.
The driver saw that Chase was wearing girls' clothing and the dress looked expensive, so he naturally assumed that Chase was a girl from a good family. But the place Chase was going to was a chaotic region. So, the driver could not help but ask, "Little girl, why are you going there? That's a rough neighborhood."
Chase ignored him.
"A beautiful little girl like you should be careful there." The driver warned.
When they arrived, the driver still wanted to say something, but Chase handed the money over and said, "I'm not a girl."
The driver widened his eyes in shock, then quickly drove the car away.
Chase touched his wig gently and carried his backpack as he walked forward.