Hung up the phone.
Long after.
Lv Mao finally realized.
He was in trouble!
I... I only hired some internet ghost army, not even for ten minutes, and my big move got countered? If this gets out, I'll surely be the laughing stock.
No.
Absolutely cannot turn myself in.
After an intense internal struggle.
Lv Mao made a decision.
This mobile phone number.
Wasn't registered with his ID card anyway, so he wouldn't immediately be identified. Lv Mao pulled out the SIM card and went to the toilet, flushing it down with a 'gurgle...'
What about the mobile phone?
He hid it in the toilet tank.
He didn't believe.
That they could pin the crime on him with all this done. After completing these tasks, Lv Mao returned to the living room, sitting blankly on the sofa. This could not be a long-term solution, Tang Qing would definitely think of him as responsible.
This was Tang Qing's home turf.
Here.
He was definitely at a disadvantage.
Right.
Go abroad.
Once out.
