Ji Ru looked at the navigation on his phone.

This is still a picture of Chu Shaoyang's address that she took at the police station.

The car drove farther and farther, quite remotely.

Finally, I came to a tube building.

Ji Ru stood in front of the tube building, and the dilapidated degree here was about to catch up with the demolition.

There was a crooked-necked tree downstairs, and an old man sat in a chaise longue, swaying.

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