Zhao Ze listened to the two's conversation, a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes. He quickly left the room, returned to the small room, and looked at the surveillance footage.
In the surveillance, he noticed the girl was already lying on the bed, asleep.
He glanced at the fruit and drink by the bedside and found the drink was half drunk, but the fruit untouched.
However, based on the dose he administered, he was sure the girl was already unconscious.
Zhao Ze's lips curled up, his heart filled with excitement.
He put on gloves, took the room card, and headed to Xiang Rong's room.
"Knock knock, hello, miss..."
Zhao Ze stood outside the door and knocked three times. The room was silent, with no response.
He glanced around and took out the room card.
After entering the room, he looked at Xiang Rong on the bed and called softly, "Miss, miss?"
The person on the bed remained still, and Zhao Ze closed the door.
