After leaving the city bureau, Liang Jiajia took out her car keys. When she got to her car, she noticed Song Guanchao hadn't followed her.
She turned around, puzzled, looking at him.
Song Guanchao pointed to a silver sedan next to them and said, "You got into the wrong car."
"Huh?" Liang Jiajia asked suspiciously, "Did you change your car again?"
"It's not my car."
Song Guanchao opened the door of the car and got in, leaving Liang Jiajia feeling a bit out of sync with his rhythm.
Once inside, instead of starting the car, he began to remove the dashcam.
"What are you doing?"
"Investigating."
Liang Jiajia became even more perplexed, unable to understand his mindset.
Click.
Song Guanchao removed the dashcam, unplugged the power cable, and then got out of the car.
"What are you standing there for? Come down. This isn't my car."
"..." Liang Jiajia couldn't stand his mystique any longer, feeling vexed. "What on earth are you up to?"
"Didn't I tell you? Investigating."
