"Passed." Ji Lin saw Chuzheng still trying to push him up another floor, so he had to speak up.
Chuzheng: "..."
Chuzheng calmly withdrew her hand, recalled the address on the door number, and turned around to find it.
Ji Lin watched Chuzheng's back, not knowing what he was thinking, but his smile grew even brighter.
Facing Jiang Rushuang's scrutinizing gaze, Ji Lin casually flicked his bangs and walked towards Chuzheng.
This old tube-shaped apartment building was likely used as housing by an old workplace, and each room was only about ten square meters.
But now these ten square meters were crowded with people, and the limited space was piled with all sorts of things, leaving almost no room to step.
"Looking for Da Tou? He's not here, went to work at the base." The person inside said impatiently.
Chuzheng took out a Crystal Core and threw it over: "Help me call him back."
The Crystal Core hit the person, and they immediately sat up.
