Isn't this thing used to locate aliens?

Just when Chu Zheng was suspicious, the red dots on the screen increased by two more.

Chu Zheng: "..."

What the hell!

The two red dots were approaching her and overlapping with her position.

Dingdong—

The doorbell rang without warning.

Chu Zheng: "!!!"

Chu Zheng took the locator and walked to the door, taking a look outside first.

A man and a woman were wearing the clothes of a hotel waiter, lowering her head, unable to see her face clearly.

Maybe Chu Zheng didn't open the door, and the waiter rang the doorbell again.

Dingdong—

Chu Zheng looked down at the fixed position in her hand, but it still coincided with her...

"Will you not be there?"

"No, I'm back."

"Why don't you open the door?"

"Press again."

The waitress rang the doorbell a few more times, but Chu Zheng refused to open the door for them.

Chu Zheng thought they would leave tactfully, but who knew that the male waiter stepped forward and started to twist the door handle.

Chu Zheng looked at the door handle showing signs of melting...

I x!

I won't take you like this!

Chu Zheng opened the door before the door handle melted.

Chu Zheng felt that the door immediately returned to normal, which should be a certain ability.

It seems that these two people should be aliens too.

Chu Zheng had a stern face and her tone was extremely cold: "What are you doing?"

The people outside were obviously stunned.

They probably didn't expect that there was someone in the room. After all, they rang the doorbell for so long no one came to open the door...

Chu Zheng recognized the woman outside the door at a glance. She was the woman who had no money to buy a boat ticket when she was smuggling in the past.

The male waiter next to him lowered his head, Chu Zheng couldn't see clearly.

"Hello, this is your late-night snack." The waitress did not show any special emotion and pointed at the dining car next to her.

Chu Zheng had a cold face: "I didn't call."

Do you need to use the weird technology just now to open the door?

I think you are just bad intentions!

The waitress looked surprised and looked at Chu Zheng: "Aren't you? You..."

She saw clearly the person in front of her and was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up: "We were..."

She suddenly silenced and lowered her voice: "We've seen it on that boat before, do you remember?"

Chu Zheng didn't answer.

The waitress continued: "I really didn't expect to see you again here. We have to thank you for that matter, otherwise we might..."

"You don't have any identity certificates, why did you come here to be a waiter?" Chu Zheng suddenly threw out a question.

The waitress's face turned obviously stiff.

"male……"

The waiter just said a word, but the waiter pinched it.

The waitress pleaded: "We thought of a little solution... For the sake of making a living, there is no way, please don't report it to us."

What do you know what you want to do!

"Is there anything else?" The girl's voice was clear and cold, without any temperature.

The waitress stumbled: "No...it's okay..."

Chu Zheng closed the door without hesitation.

She stood inside the door and looked out from the cat's eyes.

"Why are you stopping me?" The waiter broke away from the waiter, his voice full of anger.

Waitress: "Didn't you see that Your Highness doesn't seem to know us?"

Male waiter: "…"

Waitress: "Okay, don't say it here anymore, let's go first. Otherwise, it will arouse suspicion in a while."

Chu Zheng watched the red dots of the locator gradually move away and finally disappeared.

It should be a range that can be positioned.

The two of them came to find her...

Your Highness...

Did the original owner bring?

There is nothing about these two people in the memory that Chu Zheng received.

Chu Zheng didn’t dare to make a conclusion, what if it was sent by Qingdai?

But Chu Zheng was sure that the thing in her hand could indeed locate aliens.

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The next day, the girl with short hair came indeed. Chu Zheng was in a bad mood and wanted to go out and send the girl with short hair to teach Brother Hui to learn driving.

The short-haired girl is a little afraid of Brother Hui, but she still has to listen to the words of her life-saving benefactor.

So the short-haired girl taught Brother Hui the car all morning.

In the next few days, a girl with short hair was hired as a full-time coach by Chu Zheng.

Boys are probably born easy to get started with these things, and Brother Hui mastered the basic skills in just a few days.

Chu Zheng stays in the hotel all day and doesn’t go out, and just checks the locator every day.

Qingdai's position has been changing, sometimes east and sometimes west, and it is obvious that he is very busy.

Brother Hui practiced almost the same car, and Chu Zheng also got the way to go to District 1.

They followed the convoy to the first area to deliver things in.

At this time the importance of the car is reflected.

There is a car, and people look at you differently, so it is much easier to negotiate... Although Chu Zheng thinks that she can negotiate well with her fists.

Brother Hui was a little crooked when driving. Chu Zheng was afraid that he would suddenly hit something, so she couldn't stand it in the end, so she changed positions with him.

"Miss Chuzheng, you can drive!" Brother Hui looked surprised.

"I didn't say I didn't."

Brother Hui: "..."

All right.

I've never said it.

When the convoy was inspected, he and Brother Hui were unremarkable.

However, the person in charge of the convoy pulled the guards over there and muttered for a while, and the convoy was soon released.

The streets in District 1 are cleaner than in District 2 and the buildings are spacious.

If District 1 is a high-end community, then it is a single-family villa.

Brother Hui asked if he didn't understand, "Miss Chuzheng, why are we here to District 1?"

Chu Zheng: "Look for someone."

"Who are you looking for?"

Chu Zheng thought about the name of the person who was often reported in the newspaper: "He Jin."

Brother Hui suspected that he had heard something wrong and asked uncertainly: "Who?"
To be continued...