Chuzheng looked up the Golden Sunshine Club, but there wasn't much information online.
After searching online for a while and not finding anything useful, Chuzheng returned the phone to the servant.
The servant left, trembling with money and the phone.
Chuzheng went over Uncle Bai's routine at the villa in her mind.
Finally determined...
The best time for action is at night.
The night was dark with a strong wind.
Sigh.
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Late night.
In the dark night, a few stars were sparsely scattered in the sky, giving off a dim and oppressive feeling.
Cars were rarely seen on the silent street.
Chuzheng walked slowly by the roadside with her hands in her pockets.
The streetlight elongated her shadow.
A car slowly stopped, the window rolled down: "Miss Song?"
Chuzheng looked sideways, paused for a few seconds, then opened the door and got in.
The driver was a man wearing a slightly old fedora, looking quite young, with handsome and delicate features.
